Goldilocks Gamagee sat down in the kitchen of Bag End looking over the
recipe books trying to find something that would suit the family for
dinner. They would have one less mouth to feed now that her father was
going to visit Mr. Took. And her brothers were still out in the woods. So
dinner would be limited to eleven. She stood and walked to the cupboard.
Nothing to cook. There would be a few hungy people if she didn't think up
something quick.
The door to Bag End swung open and Merry and Ham entered carrying with them a wild boar. Bilbo and Pippin followed. 'Hey Gold,' Merry called, 'We got a pig for you. Oh yeah and has dad stopped back yet.'
'Yeah, he left to visit Mister Took. I expect he'll be gone for the rest of the weekend.'
'We had to ask him something. When did he leave,' Pippin asked.
'Oh about an hour ago. You might be able to catch up to him if you leave right away,' Goldilocks replied.
Ham and Bilbo looked at each other and Ham called into the kitchen, 'We'll try to catch up with him.'
Ham dropped the boar down and headed with Bilbo out the door. Pippin picked the boar up and walked it with Merry into the kitchen. I guess we won't be home to eat it but we're leaving with Ham and Bilbo.
The two brothers left.
Samwise Gamagee, after his first journey, felt at home in a forest like enviroment. He at the moment was running throught the woods pack on his back and scabbard hanging from the side of his pack. He jumped a fallen log, forgetting to take time to notice the small stream flowing from the inside of it. And he wouldn't have felt the slight footfall in the rotten log. But he did hear the yelp of an creature.
Sam jumped off removing his sword from it's scabbard as from the inside the log crawled out a dark cloaked figure. The figure produced a small sword from his cloak and stared the hobbit down. Sam looked back at him and deep into his cloak. 'Your not a Ringwraith you're a – Orc!' he said standing back readying himself for an attack.
The orc looked into the eyes of the hobbit. The small rat found him out. He couldn't let the thing get away. It had to die.
Sam launched out with his sword aiming the blade for the orcs shoulder. The thing parried his attack and countered with a downward slash. Sam jumped away and the orcs blade cut into the log splintering the sides of it and splashing water up from it. The orc retaliated quickly bringing the weapon up and swinging it at the hobbit. Sam dropped back furthur falling from the log and kicking it out from under the orc's feet knocking it to the ground.
Sam ran to the fallen orc bringing the sword over his head and aiming a slash down it's chest. Another miss. The orc rolled away and got to it's feet, the first time Sam had actually noticed the size of the beast. It was the height of a man. The thing got up and ran for the trees. It hopped up onto a horse which was stationed behind a tree and with it he took off.
Something glinted from where the thing had been laying. Sam stooped to the forest floor and picked from it a gold ring, dwarfish runes running down it. 'Wonder what I found here. And I wonder why an Orc had it.'
Pippin Took sat by the door of his house a pipe in his mouth. Nothing could make this day bad. It was to great. He had no idea how wrong he could be.
The door to Bag End swung open and Merry and Ham entered carrying with them a wild boar. Bilbo and Pippin followed. 'Hey Gold,' Merry called, 'We got a pig for you. Oh yeah and has dad stopped back yet.'
'Yeah, he left to visit Mister Took. I expect he'll be gone for the rest of the weekend.'
'We had to ask him something. When did he leave,' Pippin asked.
'Oh about an hour ago. You might be able to catch up to him if you leave right away,' Goldilocks replied.
Ham and Bilbo looked at each other and Ham called into the kitchen, 'We'll try to catch up with him.'
Ham dropped the boar down and headed with Bilbo out the door. Pippin picked the boar up and walked it with Merry into the kitchen. I guess we won't be home to eat it but we're leaving with Ham and Bilbo.
The two brothers left.
Samwise Gamagee, after his first journey, felt at home in a forest like enviroment. He at the moment was running throught the woods pack on his back and scabbard hanging from the side of his pack. He jumped a fallen log, forgetting to take time to notice the small stream flowing from the inside of it. And he wouldn't have felt the slight footfall in the rotten log. But he did hear the yelp of an creature.
Sam jumped off removing his sword from it's scabbard as from the inside the log crawled out a dark cloaked figure. The figure produced a small sword from his cloak and stared the hobbit down. Sam looked back at him and deep into his cloak. 'Your not a Ringwraith you're a – Orc!' he said standing back readying himself for an attack.
The orc looked into the eyes of the hobbit. The small rat found him out. He couldn't let the thing get away. It had to die.
Sam launched out with his sword aiming the blade for the orcs shoulder. The thing parried his attack and countered with a downward slash. Sam jumped away and the orcs blade cut into the log splintering the sides of it and splashing water up from it. The orc retaliated quickly bringing the weapon up and swinging it at the hobbit. Sam dropped back furthur falling from the log and kicking it out from under the orc's feet knocking it to the ground.
Sam ran to the fallen orc bringing the sword over his head and aiming a slash down it's chest. Another miss. The orc rolled away and got to it's feet, the first time Sam had actually noticed the size of the beast. It was the height of a man. The thing got up and ran for the trees. It hopped up onto a horse which was stationed behind a tree and with it he took off.
Something glinted from where the thing had been laying. Sam stooped to the forest floor and picked from it a gold ring, dwarfish runes running down it. 'Wonder what I found here. And I wonder why an Orc had it.'
Pippin Took sat by the door of his house a pipe in his mouth. Nothing could make this day bad. It was to great. He had no idea how wrong he could be.