The Paper Bag

Me, Myself, and Weathertop

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Today's Plot bunny: Pippin and Pippin see Weathertop in the spring

(A 'first generation' plot bunny. It was very amusing to me…)

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Pippin walked down the road whistling.

"I'm hungry!" Pippin complained.

"Shut up, Pippin…" Pippin grumbled. "You ate all the food already.

"No, YOU ate all the food, Pip!" Protested Pippin.

"Same difference." Pippin grumbled.

The first Pippin looked at the sun. "It's been five days. And YOU'VE eaten all the food. We aren't even to Weathertop yet! So much for the picnic…"

"I THOUGHT we made this clear." Pippin grumbled. "YOU ate more food than me. And besides, the rest of the Fellowship will be there… they'll have brought food. Strider IS a King, after all."

"He couldn't bring enough food to feed YOU." Pippin muttered.

Of course, Pippin heard him. "You eat ten times as much as me!"

"Same amount, probably…"

"No! I've watched!" Protested Pippin. "Pip, you eat everything, and large amounts of it!"

"You should talk…"

"Yeah, I SHOULD, seeing as you eat WAY more than me. Hey… are you guys coming?" Pippin asked, finally turning around.

A few more Pippins came storming up. "We'd have an easier time if you two didn't race ahead of us! WE have to carry bags of food! Ours are still mostly full!" Pippin protested.

"Scheesh, SORRY!" Pippin replied, looking taken aback. "But don't let Pippin know you have food in there… he might try to eat some."

Pippin looked affronted. "I will NOT! Anyway, YOU ate way more than me!"

A few Pippins started complaining then. "I'm hungry! I'm thirsty! I'm tired! My feet hurt! Can we stop for the night?"

"No, we can not stop for the night." The Pippin-leader of the Pippins said with annoyance. "We're almost there, anyway."

"I can't even see Weathertop on the horizon. How could we be almost there?" Pippin demanded.

"I don't know. I just… feel it."

"Oh, cut out that stupid prophecy stuff. If you actually had that, we wouldn't have gotten into this mess in the first place." Pippin said in annoyance.

"I have the power of prophecy, not Elvish script reading! How was *I* supposed to know what it said?" Pippin demanded.

"Boy, you could have figured it out after one or two of us, but you just STAYED in there…" Pippin said, rolling his eyes.

"He fell asleep! Can you BELIEVE that?"

"Good thing Glorfindel came along to wake him up…"


"We could've had thirteen extra brothers!"

Pippin rolled his eyes. "Let's go! Maybe Gandalf will fix me."

"Fix US, you mean." Pippin protested.

"Yeah…" Pippin agreed. "Whatever."

The Pippins resumed their journey. It was then that one of the quieter Pippins spoke up. "Can't wait to see the look of surprise on their faces when WE come ambling up!"

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