CHAPTER 3
Note : As a favor to my dear friend Aralondwen, I have written her Merry and Pippin story that she referenced in Another Innocent Bedtime Story. Hope it's good enough to satisfy your curiosity!
After what seemed like an eighty mile trip, they finally reached the storeroom. They set Frodo down. The rain was still pouring although it wasn't as hard as before.
Pippin collapsed against the barn. "I think my heart is going to fail."
Merry gasped for breath as well. "I know what you mean."
There was a familiar growl.
Merry and Pippin whimpered.
The dog barked sharply.
The two hobbits scrambled to their feet, hauled Frodo up and started to urgently shuffle backwards.
The dog slowly walked towards them.
They began to shuffle faster and faster. All of a sudden, they ran into something that collapsed beneath them. They dropped Frodo and fell into a huge mud puddle. The dog appeared above them.
"Pippin, the meat, give him the meat," Merry whispered.
Pippin fumbled around. "It's a good thing I took this back off Frodo," he mumbled. He waved it in front of the dog. "Here, smell it at all?" He threw the meat yards away.
The dog turned and went bounding after it.
The rain stopped.
Pippin and Merry laid back with sighs of relief.
"What's that smell?" Pippin asked.
He and Merry opened their eyes to see a pig towering above them.
"Ahhhh!" they scrambled to their feet.
The pig squealed, startled. It began to run around the pen.
"Frodo? Where's Frodo?" Merry looked around. "Oh no," he groaned.
Frodo was lying face first in the pig trough.
Pippin ran over and pulled Frodo's face out.
"We have to get out of here before some one notices," Merry covered his ears to block out the still squealing pig. "Over there!" he pointed to a piece of the fence that led into a hidden corner.
Pippin dragged Frodo over to the spot.
Merry slipped through the fence and then motioned for Pippin to shove Frodo through.
"He's unconscious, it'll be harder," Pippin pointed out.
"Well, think of a way for him to slip through better," Merry said hurriedly. "We have to hide!"
Pippin bit his lip and looked around. "Here!" he pointed past Merry. "Hand me that jug of grease."
"Good idea," Merry shoved the small jug through the slats.
Pippin pulled out the stopper and began to pour it all over Frodo. He tossed the empty jug aside and started to shove Frodo between the slats in the fence. When he was halfway through, Pippin stopped and looked at Merry.
"Hey Merry," he blinked.
"What?" Merry pulled Frodo through the rest of the way.
Pippin stood up and clambered over the top of the fence. "Why didn't we just throw him over the top?"
Merry raised his eyebrows and made a face.
"What you squealing about?" a voice asked. Apparently, someone had come to inquire about the pig's hysterics.
"Quick!" Pippin waved. "Up on the roof!"
Merry and Pippin hurriedly climbed on barrels and managed to get themselves and Frodo on the roof in relatively short order.
They peered down as a hobbit knelt don to examine the broken fence. He picked up the empty grease jug and looked around.
Merry and Pippin started to back away cautiously when Frodo began to slide. The each made a grab for him but the greased up hobbit slipped through their hands and fell off the roof, landing a few feet away from the hobbit below.
The hobbit dropped the jug and ran over to the sound. He looked down at the unconscious Frodo. "Mr. Baggins?"
Merry and Pippin began to crawl across the Green Dragon roof.
"Hey, wasn't there a weak spot on this roof that we were supposed to fix?" Pippin asked.
No sooner were the Took's words uttered than did he and Merry fall through the roof and land on a table admist a cloud of dust and other debris. Screams erupted and chairs could be heard falling. They both began to cough when they heard the door fly open.
"Come quick! Frodo baggins is bound, gagged, unconscious, and covered in grease, mud, and pig slops. He's got a nasty swell on his head, too! What happened in here?"
Pippin and Merry glanced at each other, somehow, they both got the distinct feeling that severe punishment and even more adventures were still to follow.
THE END
Hope you enjoyed Merry and Pip's little Escapade! ...Please! Please tell me what you think! And if you haven't read Aralondwen's Innocent Bedtime Adventure Stories then post a review and read them quick!
Note : As a favor to my dear friend Aralondwen, I have written her Merry and Pippin story that she referenced in Another Innocent Bedtime Story. Hope it's good enough to satisfy your curiosity!
After what seemed like an eighty mile trip, they finally reached the storeroom. They set Frodo down. The rain was still pouring although it wasn't as hard as before.
Pippin collapsed against the barn. "I think my heart is going to fail."
Merry gasped for breath as well. "I know what you mean."
There was a familiar growl.
Merry and Pippin whimpered.
The dog barked sharply.
The two hobbits scrambled to their feet, hauled Frodo up and started to urgently shuffle backwards.
The dog slowly walked towards them.
They began to shuffle faster and faster. All of a sudden, they ran into something that collapsed beneath them. They dropped Frodo and fell into a huge mud puddle. The dog appeared above them.
"Pippin, the meat, give him the meat," Merry whispered.
Pippin fumbled around. "It's a good thing I took this back off Frodo," he mumbled. He waved it in front of the dog. "Here, smell it at all?" He threw the meat yards away.
The dog turned and went bounding after it.
The rain stopped.
Pippin and Merry laid back with sighs of relief.
"What's that smell?" Pippin asked.
He and Merry opened their eyes to see a pig towering above them.
"Ahhhh!" they scrambled to their feet.
The pig squealed, startled. It began to run around the pen.
"Frodo? Where's Frodo?" Merry looked around. "Oh no," he groaned.
Frodo was lying face first in the pig trough.
Pippin ran over and pulled Frodo's face out.
"We have to get out of here before some one notices," Merry covered his ears to block out the still squealing pig. "Over there!" he pointed to a piece of the fence that led into a hidden corner.
Pippin dragged Frodo over to the spot.
Merry slipped through the fence and then motioned for Pippin to shove Frodo through.
"He's unconscious, it'll be harder," Pippin pointed out.
"Well, think of a way for him to slip through better," Merry said hurriedly. "We have to hide!"
Pippin bit his lip and looked around. "Here!" he pointed past Merry. "Hand me that jug of grease."
"Good idea," Merry shoved the small jug through the slats.
Pippin pulled out the stopper and began to pour it all over Frodo. He tossed the empty jug aside and started to shove Frodo between the slats in the fence. When he was halfway through, Pippin stopped and looked at Merry.
"Hey Merry," he blinked.
"What?" Merry pulled Frodo through the rest of the way.
Pippin stood up and clambered over the top of the fence. "Why didn't we just throw him over the top?"
Merry raised his eyebrows and made a face.
"What you squealing about?" a voice asked. Apparently, someone had come to inquire about the pig's hysterics.
"Quick!" Pippin waved. "Up on the roof!"
Merry and Pippin hurriedly climbed on barrels and managed to get themselves and Frodo on the roof in relatively short order.
They peered down as a hobbit knelt don to examine the broken fence. He picked up the empty grease jug and looked around.
Merry and Pippin started to back away cautiously when Frodo began to slide. The each made a grab for him but the greased up hobbit slipped through their hands and fell off the roof, landing a few feet away from the hobbit below.
The hobbit dropped the jug and ran over to the sound. He looked down at the unconscious Frodo. "Mr. Baggins?"
Merry and Pippin began to crawl across the Green Dragon roof.
"Hey, wasn't there a weak spot on this roof that we were supposed to fix?" Pippin asked.
No sooner were the Took's words uttered than did he and Merry fall through the roof and land on a table admist a cloud of dust and other debris. Screams erupted and chairs could be heard falling. They both began to cough when they heard the door fly open.
"Come quick! Frodo baggins is bound, gagged, unconscious, and covered in grease, mud, and pig slops. He's got a nasty swell on his head, too! What happened in here?"
Pippin and Merry glanced at each other, somehow, they both got the distinct feeling that severe punishment and even more adventures were still to follow.
THE END
Hope you enjoyed Merry and Pip's little Escapade! ...Please! Please tell me what you think! And if you haven't read Aralondwen's Innocent Bedtime Adventure Stories then post a review and read them quick!