Alas, alack, boo and hoo, this is the last chapter, and I fear it may be anticlimactic for some. Oh well, IÕve still got a few discarded ideas for yous to look forward to, thanks for reviewing, all. :)
Pippin screamed just as loudly as he could. But Merry advanced slowly, and Pippin dashed behind him, cleared the bed in a single leap and ran down the hallway as fast as he could. He started tipping furniture behind him to block the way. All of a sudden Frodo stood in front of him.
"What are you doing, you fool of a Took?" he said angrily. "What do you mean wrecking my home in the middle of the night?"
"No time!" gasped Pippin. "He's inside!"
"Pippin, stop it this instant! How many times do I have to tell you noses can't be-"
But his outburst remained forever unsaid. For at that moment Merry stood before them, eyes closed and still snoring.
"Oh, that's it," said Frodo. "He's sleepwalking. It's a common thing, and nothing to be worried about." He patted Pippin's shoulder and went to try to wake Merry up.
"No!" screeched Pippin. He grabbed Frodo roughly, shoved him back into his room and locked the door behind them.
"Pippin, this is gone far enough. If you intend to remain on speaking terms with me you had better explain this prank once and for all."
Pippin was just about to try and knock some sense into his thick Baggins skull when Merry kicked the door open.
"Hello, Frodo," said the nasal voice. "I have come for you."
"What the...?" said Frodo, but Merry leaped at him and tackled the hobbit to the floor and began to wring his neck. Pippin grabbed a vase and smashed it on his head. The nose turned to regard him scornfully. Frodo took this oppurtunity to kick Merry as hard as he could. He loosened his grip, and Frodo jerked free. Merry ripped a post off of Frodo's bed and tried to hit him with it, but Pippin grabbed the end and Frodo punched the nose as hard as he could. Merry's eyes fluttered open and he yelled with pain.
"Hey, hey what's the idea, ouch!" he yelped. "You broke my nose you stupid, where am I?" He looked around confusedly at the mess.
"Look!" gasped Pippin. Frodo watched with a mixture of disgust and horror as the nose shrunk to an average size. Merry was going cross-eyed trying to see.
"You're bleeding all over my carpet, Brandybuck," said Frodo handing him a hankerchief.
Merry felt his nose gingerly. "Id is broke," he said. "Thanks a lot. Now can you explain why I'b here?"
"I've been telling you and telling you, your nose was evil!" shouted Pippin. "You just didn't listen!" Merry looked at Frodo doubtfully.
"It was true, Merry. Your nose had taken over you and you were trying to strangle me!" he displayed his neck which was red and sore.
Merry looked extremely confused and pained all at the same time when they explained what had happened.
"I want to go hobe," he whispered.
"Me too," said Pippin.
"And I want you two to go home too. You can come back tomorrow and clean up your mess," said Frodo sternly.
"It's not my mess!" said Pippin. "I only broke a vase and I think a few chairs."
"Well, excuse me, Master Peregrin "Clumsy" Took, I believe that there are more than a few chairs broken in that hall!" said Frodo.
"I think fleeing for my life should count for something!"
"You should at least not leave a mess just in case you survive!" shouted Frodo triumphantly.
"Are you insinuating that you want me to die?"
"If you don't stop arguing with me you just may die!"
"I'm not arguing, you are!"
"Are not!"
"Are too!"Merry chuckled. "I wodder what they'll say about this at the Greed Dragon?"
The end.
Pippin screamed just as loudly as he could. But Merry advanced slowly, and Pippin dashed behind him, cleared the bed in a single leap and ran down the hallway as fast as he could. He started tipping furniture behind him to block the way. All of a sudden Frodo stood in front of him.
"What are you doing, you fool of a Took?" he said angrily. "What do you mean wrecking my home in the middle of the night?"
"No time!" gasped Pippin. "He's inside!"
"Pippin, stop it this instant! How many times do I have to tell you noses can't be-"
But his outburst remained forever unsaid. For at that moment Merry stood before them, eyes closed and still snoring.
"Oh, that's it," said Frodo. "He's sleepwalking. It's a common thing, and nothing to be worried about." He patted Pippin's shoulder and went to try to wake Merry up.
"No!" screeched Pippin. He grabbed Frodo roughly, shoved him back into his room and locked the door behind them.
"Pippin, this is gone far enough. If you intend to remain on speaking terms with me you had better explain this prank once and for all."
Pippin was just about to try and knock some sense into his thick Baggins skull when Merry kicked the door open.
"Hello, Frodo," said the nasal voice. "I have come for you."
"What the...?" said Frodo, but Merry leaped at him and tackled the hobbit to the floor and began to wring his neck. Pippin grabbed a vase and smashed it on his head. The nose turned to regard him scornfully. Frodo took this oppurtunity to kick Merry as hard as he could. He loosened his grip, and Frodo jerked free. Merry ripped a post off of Frodo's bed and tried to hit him with it, but Pippin grabbed the end and Frodo punched the nose as hard as he could. Merry's eyes fluttered open and he yelled with pain.
"Hey, hey what's the idea, ouch!" he yelped. "You broke my nose you stupid, where am I?" He looked around confusedly at the mess.
"Look!" gasped Pippin. Frodo watched with a mixture of disgust and horror as the nose shrunk to an average size. Merry was going cross-eyed trying to see.
"You're bleeding all over my carpet, Brandybuck," said Frodo handing him a hankerchief.
Merry felt his nose gingerly. "Id is broke," he said. "Thanks a lot. Now can you explain why I'b here?"
"I've been telling you and telling you, your nose was evil!" shouted Pippin. "You just didn't listen!" Merry looked at Frodo doubtfully.
"It was true, Merry. Your nose had taken over you and you were trying to strangle me!" he displayed his neck which was red and sore.
Merry looked extremely confused and pained all at the same time when they explained what had happened.
"I want to go hobe," he whispered.
"Me too," said Pippin.
"And I want you two to go home too. You can come back tomorrow and clean up your mess," said Frodo sternly.
"It's not my mess!" said Pippin. "I only broke a vase and I think a few chairs."
"Well, excuse me, Master Peregrin "Clumsy" Took, I believe that there are more than a few chairs broken in that hall!" said Frodo.
"I think fleeing for my life should count for something!"
"You should at least not leave a mess just in case you survive!" shouted Frodo triumphantly.
"Are you insinuating that you want me to die?"
"If you don't stop arguing with me you just may die!"
"I'm not arguing, you are!"
"Are not!"
"Are too!"Merry chuckled. "I wodder what they'll say about this at the Greed Dragon?"
The end.