Eventually they lost track of the Orcs and Merry and Pippin found Fangorn
and Treebeard. The Ents weren't very exciting and Pippin fell asleep
completely while Merry, having found no new weed, just sat and listened to
the Ents ramble on and on 'till they set out and arrive at Isengard. There
they waited for the Fellowship to arrive looking very tired. But they
didn't even notice because they had found the best beer and the finest weed
in Middle-Earth and had a little too much of both.
"Hello…"Aragorn trailed off. He just didn't know what to say at seeing them. There. Wasted. Without a care in the world.
Pippin attempted to move but it hurt so he just dropped back to the stairs and sort of gurgled a "Hey." Merry couldn't do anything.
"We were following the Orcs to rescue you. How did you get away?" Aragorn continued.
Merry rolled over and said that they had never been taken prisoner to begin with and Pippin finished by saying that they had followed the Orcs as far as they could.
That got Gimli extremely annoyed." Why did we even bother…" but he was interrupted by Legolas.
" Yeah Merry's an Elf-killer!" and proceeded to kick Pippin because he couldn't figure out anything to say to him. Pippin rolled off to the base of the tower. Merry seeing this decided it was time to wake up or risk bodily injury.
All this time Gandalf had ignored their arguing and had taken the chance to deal with Saruman alone without interruptions. It had worked and Wormtongue had just thrown the Palantir out but Gandalf was still talking to Saruman and didn't pick it up just then. So Pippin seeing it decides it looks very nice and wanted to play ball with Merry. He had to wake up anyway or Legolas might kick him again and playing catch sounded fun enough. Merry was also awake but he got bored and started smoking…again.
" Hey, Merry!" He yelled lifting the Palantir as Gandalf turned around and saw what was happening. " Catch." And it was in the air. All eyes were on the crystal sphere and its direct course to Merry, who was now on his third pipe.
" Huh!??" Merry looked up confused.
" Noo! Someone catch it!" Gandalf yelled. Too bad it was a fastball and it was just over Merry, who was so high he thought it was in slow-motion and just stood there wondering what it was. And then CRASH! It hit the ground and shattered.
" What was that?" Merry asked looking at it like it was a pile of crap. By now everyone had had enough of this.
Gandalf was the angriest and barely managed to sputter everyone's opinion through his anger." You told the Nazgul about Rivendell! YOU HANDED THE RING TO SAURON! And now you destroy the only connection to Mordor!!!"
" But Frodo has the Ring in … in…uhh??" Who knows where Frodo is and what he's doing certainly not the local pothead Merry.
"Hello…"Aragorn trailed off. He just didn't know what to say at seeing them. There. Wasted. Without a care in the world.
Pippin attempted to move but it hurt so he just dropped back to the stairs and sort of gurgled a "Hey." Merry couldn't do anything.
"We were following the Orcs to rescue you. How did you get away?" Aragorn continued.
Merry rolled over and said that they had never been taken prisoner to begin with and Pippin finished by saying that they had followed the Orcs as far as they could.
That got Gimli extremely annoyed." Why did we even bother…" but he was interrupted by Legolas.
" Yeah Merry's an Elf-killer!" and proceeded to kick Pippin because he couldn't figure out anything to say to him. Pippin rolled off to the base of the tower. Merry seeing this decided it was time to wake up or risk bodily injury.
All this time Gandalf had ignored their arguing and had taken the chance to deal with Saruman alone without interruptions. It had worked and Wormtongue had just thrown the Palantir out but Gandalf was still talking to Saruman and didn't pick it up just then. So Pippin seeing it decides it looks very nice and wanted to play ball with Merry. He had to wake up anyway or Legolas might kick him again and playing catch sounded fun enough. Merry was also awake but he got bored and started smoking…again.
" Hey, Merry!" He yelled lifting the Palantir as Gandalf turned around and saw what was happening. " Catch." And it was in the air. All eyes were on the crystal sphere and its direct course to Merry, who was now on his third pipe.
" Huh!??" Merry looked up confused.
" Noo! Someone catch it!" Gandalf yelled. Too bad it was a fastball and it was just over Merry, who was so high he thought it was in slow-motion and just stood there wondering what it was. And then CRASH! It hit the ground and shattered.
" What was that?" Merry asked looking at it like it was a pile of crap. By now everyone had had enough of this.
Gandalf was the angriest and barely managed to sputter everyone's opinion through his anger." You told the Nazgul about Rivendell! YOU HANDED THE RING TO SAURON! And now you destroy the only connection to Mordor!!!"
" But Frodo has the Ring in … in…uhh??" Who knows where Frodo is and what he's doing certainly not the local pothead Merry.