Day 2 - 10:42am
"I can't believe they turned the water off before I got there." Said Legolas, pacing up and down for the hundredth time.
"You'll wear a hole in the floorboard." Noted Sam matter of factly.
Legolas chose to ignore that comment and carried on. "I need to wash my hair!"
"Nothing stopping you." Said Frodo.
"I do not wash my hair in cold water!" Replied Legolas haughtily. "It does nothing for my roots!"
Pippin sat watching Legolas from the sofa. His mouth slightly open and his eyes squinting as if he were in deep thought. He'd always heard that elves were beautiful, quiet, mysterious creatures caring for beauty in nature. But before him stood a rather grumpy elf, neither quiet nor elegant complaining about split ends. It was most confusing.
Frodo and Sam busied themselves in the kitchen. They had over come the problem that they were unable to reach the counters. Sam had asked Big Brother for a stool with wheels and this had been provided. So Sam stood on the stool while Frodo pushed him about where it was needed. It still needed a little fine tuning though as the stool has already got stuck 2 times already and Sam had landed on the floor with the saucepans falling on his head.
Gimli strode out of the bedroom and glared at the elf. His foot, encased in a pink bunny shaped slipper tapped and he crossed his arms.
"What is going on? I'm trying to get some sleep!"
"Legolas missed the hot water." Said Boromir, not looking up from his book.
Gimli made a sort of growl in the direction of Legolas and then stormed back into the bedroom.
"Where's Merry?" Asked Aragorn, dodging out of the way of the hobbits on wheels.
"He's outside getting some eggs from the chickens." Said Frodo.
As if on cue, there was a squawk outside and everyone turned to look at the glass doors to the garden. A second later a chicken ran passed flapping it's wings madly. Following close behind was Merry, his arms outstretched and keeping low to the ground. The housemates watched as he and the chicken passed out of view from the doors. Gandalf opened his mouth to say something when there came a yell from the direction the pair had disappeared and a moment later they saw Merry run past the window looking fearfully over his shoulder. Behind him ran a group of five chickens pecking menacingly at his heels.
"I can't believe they turned the water off before I got there." Said Legolas, pacing up and down for the hundredth time.
"You'll wear a hole in the floorboard." Noted Sam matter of factly.
Legolas chose to ignore that comment and carried on. "I need to wash my hair!"
"Nothing stopping you." Said Frodo.
"I do not wash my hair in cold water!" Replied Legolas haughtily. "It does nothing for my roots!"
Pippin sat watching Legolas from the sofa. His mouth slightly open and his eyes squinting as if he were in deep thought. He'd always heard that elves were beautiful, quiet, mysterious creatures caring for beauty in nature. But before him stood a rather grumpy elf, neither quiet nor elegant complaining about split ends. It was most confusing.
Frodo and Sam busied themselves in the kitchen. They had over come the problem that they were unable to reach the counters. Sam had asked Big Brother for a stool with wheels and this had been provided. So Sam stood on the stool while Frodo pushed him about where it was needed. It still needed a little fine tuning though as the stool has already got stuck 2 times already and Sam had landed on the floor with the saucepans falling on his head.
Gimli strode out of the bedroom and glared at the elf. His foot, encased in a pink bunny shaped slipper tapped and he crossed his arms.
"What is going on? I'm trying to get some sleep!"
"Legolas missed the hot water." Said Boromir, not looking up from his book.
Gimli made a sort of growl in the direction of Legolas and then stormed back into the bedroom.
"Where's Merry?" Asked Aragorn, dodging out of the way of the hobbits on wheels.
"He's outside getting some eggs from the chickens." Said Frodo.
As if on cue, there was a squawk outside and everyone turned to look at the glass doors to the garden. A second later a chicken ran passed flapping it's wings madly. Following close behind was Merry, his arms outstretched and keeping low to the ground. The housemates watched as he and the chicken passed out of view from the doors. Gandalf opened his mouth to say something when there came a yell from the direction the pair had disappeared and a moment later they saw Merry run past the window looking fearfully over his shoulder. Behind him ran a group of five chickens pecking menacingly at his heels.