Chapter 24-Of Rude Sisters and Consequences
He arrived at his own doorstep, quite ready to be more grilled on what had happened than his Ma's barbequed mushrooms. Nothing, however, could quite prepare him for: 'Oh, hello, brother, where have you been all night?,' said Pearl, flinging the door open. 'It wouldn't be round at a certain hussy's place, would it?,' echoed Pervinca, yanking her little brother inside by his scarf. 'Maybe, in her bedroom?' cried Pimpernel 'In her bed?' suggested Pearl 'Quite possibly in her bodice as well!' accused Pervinca. Merry hovered in the background, aware this was one of those family things and it wasn't up to him to sort it out.
'Shut up, Shut Up, SHUT UP!' yelled Pippin, 'It's NONE of yer business ainiway! She's MY gurl, she's NO' a hussy, aind ah LOVE her!' . Pippin flung the door open and glared at his siblings 'Just leave. Leave before ah lose mah teimpr. Yer no' welcome in a hoose whaur Diamond is! '.
The sisters were stunned into silence. Their meek little brother . bossing them about ? Paladin would hear of this, and probably the Thain as well, no, wait, that would not be a good image for the family. This was serious. It wasn't the done thing. It wasn't proper. You either got married or you got labelled a whore. They stepped out of the door, though Pip was Gentlehobbit enough not to slam it shut behind them, but instead closed it with an expression of pure rage on his face.
Merry hugged his friend and led the way through to the kitchen. There was a semi-prepared breakfast there, and the kettle had just boiled. Pippin flopped down onto a chair, muttering insanely to himself about his sisters and their interfering. 'They won't tell anybody, you know. They worry too much about what others think. I didn't mean to let them know, but I thought it was you when they knocked on the door, and they said they had something to tell you, and they found you weren't here and.. well, sorry. They just guessed'. He shrugged and handed Pippin a mug of tea.
'Stuff what they think anyway. They're just insanely jealous because no man- hobbit would dream of letting any of them into his bed! ,' Merry said casually. Pippin smirked. When his friend put it that way, it didn't seem so bad. 'Although.. I'd just watch that neck, if I were you. 'Merry said quietly
Pip looked at himself in the mirror. His face seemed to be strangely glowing, and, oh, dearest heavens, numerous bruised looking red blotches all down the side of his neck. He squinted, hoping that might improve matters, and decided just to wear his shirts with the collars turned right up for a few days until his skin healed. He made a face at the sight and a mental note to tell Diamond to make a snack elsewhere on his body next time.
'So.what's it like shagging the hell out of somebody two foot shorter than yourself?' Merry said conversationally. Pippin raised his eyebrows at his friends bluntness, burned his mouth on his tea, grinned cheekily and said: 'Pretti bleedin' marvellous, Merry'.
He arrived at his own doorstep, quite ready to be more grilled on what had happened than his Ma's barbequed mushrooms. Nothing, however, could quite prepare him for: 'Oh, hello, brother, where have you been all night?,' said Pearl, flinging the door open. 'It wouldn't be round at a certain hussy's place, would it?,' echoed Pervinca, yanking her little brother inside by his scarf. 'Maybe, in her bedroom?' cried Pimpernel 'In her bed?' suggested Pearl 'Quite possibly in her bodice as well!' accused Pervinca. Merry hovered in the background, aware this was one of those family things and it wasn't up to him to sort it out.
'Shut up, Shut Up, SHUT UP!' yelled Pippin, 'It's NONE of yer business ainiway! She's MY gurl, she's NO' a hussy, aind ah LOVE her!' . Pippin flung the door open and glared at his siblings 'Just leave. Leave before ah lose mah teimpr. Yer no' welcome in a hoose whaur Diamond is! '.
The sisters were stunned into silence. Their meek little brother . bossing them about ? Paladin would hear of this, and probably the Thain as well, no, wait, that would not be a good image for the family. This was serious. It wasn't the done thing. It wasn't proper. You either got married or you got labelled a whore. They stepped out of the door, though Pip was Gentlehobbit enough not to slam it shut behind them, but instead closed it with an expression of pure rage on his face.
Merry hugged his friend and led the way through to the kitchen. There was a semi-prepared breakfast there, and the kettle had just boiled. Pippin flopped down onto a chair, muttering insanely to himself about his sisters and their interfering. 'They won't tell anybody, you know. They worry too much about what others think. I didn't mean to let them know, but I thought it was you when they knocked on the door, and they said they had something to tell you, and they found you weren't here and.. well, sorry. They just guessed'. He shrugged and handed Pippin a mug of tea.
'Stuff what they think anyway. They're just insanely jealous because no man- hobbit would dream of letting any of them into his bed! ,' Merry said casually. Pippin smirked. When his friend put it that way, it didn't seem so bad. 'Although.. I'd just watch that neck, if I were you. 'Merry said quietly
Pip looked at himself in the mirror. His face seemed to be strangely glowing, and, oh, dearest heavens, numerous bruised looking red blotches all down the side of his neck. He squinted, hoping that might improve matters, and decided just to wear his shirts with the collars turned right up for a few days until his skin healed. He made a face at the sight and a mental note to tell Diamond to make a snack elsewhere on his body next time.
'So.what's it like shagging the hell out of somebody two foot shorter than yourself?' Merry said conversationally. Pippin raised his eyebrows at his friends bluntness, burned his mouth on his tea, grinned cheekily and said: 'Pretti bleedin' marvellous, Merry'.