Not on Your Life!
A Took's Tale
Disclaimer: The Hobbits belong to J. R.R. Tolkien and are not of my creation and I make no money from this or other stories involving them, this is purely a non-profit fiction of my creation in honor of the book & movies. However this storyline is mine.
Thanks for the reviews:
Allora Gale: Thanks, there's more to come.
Ivory Tower: Definitely!
Telpenauriel Manbelth: Don't worry, Red Demon and I know First Aid! Also I think this next chapter will help. Red Demon says to breath more often when screaming No.
MEsTuPgCsCrEaMeR: Here's more, Thanks for reviewing.
Author Babble:
Red Demon: MAWAHAHAHAH! I have taken over the KEYBOARD MAWAHAHAHAHA! *Damn I'd be a good orc..*
Kara J: Crap she got out again. (Chases RD with pointy stick)
Red Demon: (Impersonating Stitch from Disney) But I'm OH So CUTE AD FLUFFY!!!! (Makes flying leap over couch barely dodging stick)
Kara J: Must invest in better bars for cage! (Runs with stick, pokes self in eye by accident) *whine* Ow!
Red Demon: Maybe we should get back to the story..
Chapter 1 Mmm Cherry Pie!
The Hobbits continued on; Pippin cursed at Merry silently. Unknowingly Merry was doing the same to Pip. Pippin looked up ahead and saw Frodo underneath a tree, open book on his chest with his face to the sky. He was thinking about what it would be like to travel like his Uncle Bilbo, to slay dragons and come back home with great wealth. Frodo turned his head, looked at them and got up quickly.
"Merry! Pippin! How-" Frodo stopped noticing the looks on the boys faces. They looked like they had lost their best friend.
"What up with you guys? Did Rosie kick you out of the Green Dragon again? I told you if you want beer, don't sing!"
"No Frodo, we've made a bet. Merry here, doesn't think I can go a week without getting into trouble! Why I'm nearly 30, I've matured, I tell you."
Frodo and Merry laughed. Pippin scowled at them.
"Pip, most people don't have to prove how mature they are, they just.are." Merry said stifling the giggles.
A picture of a stuffy, old Pippin sitting alone with his beer stein came to Frodo. "You wouldn't be you, if you weren't always pulling pranks and getting into trouble."
Pippin sighed. "People don't respect, pranksters. They don't see the creative aspect to it, nor do they realize how much thought goes into it."
Frodo and Merry laughed again.
"I'll make it Meriadoc Brandybuck! I've changed my ways. I don't care what you two think. I thought at least you, Frodo, would have faith in me."
"You're a Took. You're notorious for being in trouble. You're going to have to do a lot of convincing to be considered mature." Frodo replied as he picked up his book.
Merry sat down under the tree where Frodo's book had been. The other two joined him. "Your mother was a Took, Frodo. You have in you too, and you're not always in trouble."
"He's in trouble more than you know. Bilbo's after him quite regularly to do chores and clean up around Bag End."
Frodo looked up at the sky. The wind had shifted and the clouds were growing dark. Merry and Pippin followed his gaze.
"Doesn't look like we'll be able to do much exploring today, Pip."
"Come on, let's go to Bag End. I'll make some tea. Bilbo's gone and left a pie from Mrs. Maggot."
"Pie! It wouldn't happen to be a cherry one would it?" Pippin's face lit up. "She makes the best Cherry pies ever!"
"Have you been 'borrowing' her pies again?" Merry asked looking for anything that would show that Pippin was in trouble.
Pip paused. "No, she gave mother one last week. Nice try."
*Rats*. Merry started walking back to Hobbiton. "Wait a minute! We can't go back home, you were supposed to take care of the pigs today, remember? If you Dad sees us you're dead meat and, I win." Merry paused. *Stupid!* "I mean, uh, let's go back home quick! Mmm, cherry pie! Merry rubbed his belly hoping Pippin didn't figure out what he said before. Frodo smiled.
"I'm not as stupid as you think Merry! Frodo can run home and get us the pie! Right Frodo?"
Frodo sighed. "You can't be seriously thinking of staying out here with a storm coming!"
"Please can you just get the pie? We'll figure that out later." "We could just go home, Pip. A nice warm fire, soft bed."
"NO! If we go home now, I get into trouble and you win."
Raindrops started to fall.
"I'm going home, you're both nuts." Frodo said with his hands over his head. "And I'm NOT bringing the pie out!"
A crack of thunder was heard and right on cue, the rain fell harder.
"Frodo wait, maybe you can help us get back home." Pippin was shivering now. "We can't stay out here, we'll freeze."
"Pippin, are you giving up?"
"No. Frodo can help sneak us back into town. How long is Bilbo gone for?"
"A week or so.no! You're parents are around all the time, you can't expect to be able to hide at my place?"
"It's better than standing out here getting drenched! Merry shouted.
"All right! You two stay here and I'll get the wagon. You can hide underneath the tarp in the back."
With that Frodo left. The two hobbits looked at each other.
"If you weren't so stubborn we'd be back home enjoying pie right now! Just admit it, you can't do it!"
Pippin scowled. "You just want your beer! I'm not letting you win!"
Merry and Pippin continued to argue until they saw Frodo come up the hill with the wagon. The scrambled in the back and pulled the tarp over themselves. The trio went on to Hobbiton.
Author's Note: I know it's short, just think of it as keeping in the Hobbit tradition! There's more coming, don't worry. This is my first fic, and you all have been great.
Disclaimer: The Hobbits belong to J. R.R. Tolkien and are not of my creation and I make no money from this or other stories involving them, this is purely a non-profit fiction of my creation in honor of the book & movies. However this storyline is mine.
Thanks for the reviews:
Allora Gale: Thanks, there's more to come.
Ivory Tower: Definitely!
Telpenauriel Manbelth: Don't worry, Red Demon and I know First Aid! Also I think this next chapter will help. Red Demon says to breath more often when screaming No.
MEsTuPgCsCrEaMeR: Here's more, Thanks for reviewing.
Author Babble:
Red Demon: MAWAHAHAHAH! I have taken over the KEYBOARD MAWAHAHAHAHA! *Damn I'd be a good orc..*
Kara J: Crap she got out again. (Chases RD with pointy stick)
Red Demon: (Impersonating Stitch from Disney) But I'm OH So CUTE AD FLUFFY!!!! (Makes flying leap over couch barely dodging stick)
Kara J: Must invest in better bars for cage! (Runs with stick, pokes self in eye by accident) *whine* Ow!
Red Demon: Maybe we should get back to the story..
Chapter 1 Mmm Cherry Pie!
The Hobbits continued on; Pippin cursed at Merry silently. Unknowingly Merry was doing the same to Pip. Pippin looked up ahead and saw Frodo underneath a tree, open book on his chest with his face to the sky. He was thinking about what it would be like to travel like his Uncle Bilbo, to slay dragons and come back home with great wealth. Frodo turned his head, looked at them and got up quickly.
"Merry! Pippin! How-" Frodo stopped noticing the looks on the boys faces. They looked like they had lost their best friend.
"What up with you guys? Did Rosie kick you out of the Green Dragon again? I told you if you want beer, don't sing!"
"No Frodo, we've made a bet. Merry here, doesn't think I can go a week without getting into trouble! Why I'm nearly 30, I've matured, I tell you."
Frodo and Merry laughed. Pippin scowled at them.
"Pip, most people don't have to prove how mature they are, they just.are." Merry said stifling the giggles.
A picture of a stuffy, old Pippin sitting alone with his beer stein came to Frodo. "You wouldn't be you, if you weren't always pulling pranks and getting into trouble."
Pippin sighed. "People don't respect, pranksters. They don't see the creative aspect to it, nor do they realize how much thought goes into it."
Frodo and Merry laughed again.
"I'll make it Meriadoc Brandybuck! I've changed my ways. I don't care what you two think. I thought at least you, Frodo, would have faith in me."
"You're a Took. You're notorious for being in trouble. You're going to have to do a lot of convincing to be considered mature." Frodo replied as he picked up his book.
Merry sat down under the tree where Frodo's book had been. The other two joined him. "Your mother was a Took, Frodo. You have in you too, and you're not always in trouble."
"He's in trouble more than you know. Bilbo's after him quite regularly to do chores and clean up around Bag End."
Frodo looked up at the sky. The wind had shifted and the clouds were growing dark. Merry and Pippin followed his gaze.
"Doesn't look like we'll be able to do much exploring today, Pip."
"Come on, let's go to Bag End. I'll make some tea. Bilbo's gone and left a pie from Mrs. Maggot."
"Pie! It wouldn't happen to be a cherry one would it?" Pippin's face lit up. "She makes the best Cherry pies ever!"
"Have you been 'borrowing' her pies again?" Merry asked looking for anything that would show that Pippin was in trouble.
Pip paused. "No, she gave mother one last week. Nice try."
*Rats*. Merry started walking back to Hobbiton. "Wait a minute! We can't go back home, you were supposed to take care of the pigs today, remember? If you Dad sees us you're dead meat and, I win." Merry paused. *Stupid!* "I mean, uh, let's go back home quick! Mmm, cherry pie! Merry rubbed his belly hoping Pippin didn't figure out what he said before. Frodo smiled.
"I'm not as stupid as you think Merry! Frodo can run home and get us the pie! Right Frodo?"
Frodo sighed. "You can't be seriously thinking of staying out here with a storm coming!"
"Please can you just get the pie? We'll figure that out later." "We could just go home, Pip. A nice warm fire, soft bed."
"NO! If we go home now, I get into trouble and you win."
Raindrops started to fall.
"I'm going home, you're both nuts." Frodo said with his hands over his head. "And I'm NOT bringing the pie out!"
A crack of thunder was heard and right on cue, the rain fell harder.
"Frodo wait, maybe you can help us get back home." Pippin was shivering now. "We can't stay out here, we'll freeze."
"Pippin, are you giving up?"
"No. Frodo can help sneak us back into town. How long is Bilbo gone for?"
"A week or so.no! You're parents are around all the time, you can't expect to be able to hide at my place?"
"It's better than standing out here getting drenched! Merry shouted.
"All right! You two stay here and I'll get the wagon. You can hide underneath the tarp in the back."
With that Frodo left. The two hobbits looked at each other.
"If you weren't so stubborn we'd be back home enjoying pie right now! Just admit it, you can't do it!"
Pippin scowled. "You just want your beer! I'm not letting you win!"
Merry and Pippin continued to argue until they saw Frodo come up the hill with the wagon. The scrambled in the back and pulled the tarp over themselves. The trio went on to Hobbiton.
Author's Note: I know it's short, just think of it as keeping in the Hobbit tradition! There's more coming, don't worry. This is my first fic, and you all have been great.