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Hey all! Sorry for not updating for a while... gagggg curse writer's block!! Anyways, here's the next chapter, and thanks for being so patient!!!
What's a Hobbit doing in my bedroom?
"I was only wondering...." Karli called through the door and then under her breath I heard her mutter: "Spaz." I let out a sigh. Karli was a creep. Turning back to the Hobbits, I found that the incident was far behind them and Pippin was busy showing Merry about my room. The first time he was in there, he didn't have much of a chance to look about, not to mention the rest of the house except the TV room; and so he was acquainting himself to the surroundings.
What can I say? It was really cute seeing him poke around my room like a curious little mouse- but not so cute when Pippin introduced Merry to my underwear drawer and they both ended up with "ear warmers" strapped onto their heads. I gave a holler and snatched the garments away stuffing them back in the drawer with as much pride as I could muster. Sheesh.
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"What's happened to the Halflings?" Boromir yelled, looking quite out of character- no longer the stern mellow warrior but now almost panicked; frantic. Frodo sat up, assisted by Sam, and looked around at the hall in a daze.
"Yes, where are Merry... and Pippin? Do not say that they have fallen in battle! Gandalf...did you see?" He asked, his eyes brimming with hot tears. Sam put a hand on his shoulder as the wizard stepped forward on weary feet, supported by his knotted staff.
"They fell." he said slowly and Sam let out a choked cry as Frodo bowed his head; his breath coming in gasps. "But not by any orc blade...." Gandalf continued before they could get too upset. The Hobbits and the rest looked at him expectantly for the answer. "Young Peregrin went first into the well- and when Merdiadoc saw you and thought you dead, Frodo; he despaired and followed his cousin... down there..." he pointed his old hand to the hole in the floor and the companions stared at it for a long time.
"Where there is a well, there is water at its end." Gimli spoke up, heaving his axe up onto his shoulder. "They may yet be alive, fallen into the deep dark pools; or I'm not a Dwarf!" his voice was stern, determined- he truly believed Merry and Pippin could be alive. Aragorn looked doubtably at Gandalf who wore no clear expression on his face.
"If they're alive, we can't just leave them down there!" Frodo cried, "We must do something; we must go to them- somehow!" What remained of the Fellowship looked at each other for an answer but found none.
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It was a terrifying sound- like nails on a chalkboard or a cat screeching or car tires skidding- but worse. The very marrow of my bones froze and I stood petrified, in the kitchen at the ungodly sound. Pippin sat huddled at my side, his hands planted firmly over his ears, swaying back at forth and humming loudly as if to drown out the mind numbing noise--- the noise....... was Merry singing in the bath tub.
"Sing hey! for the bath at close of day That washes the weary mud away! A loon is he that will not sing: O! Water hot is a noble thing!"
"A loon is he, for singing at all!" Pippin groaned, rolling onto his back at the torturous melody, and writhing pathetically. I smiled and wondered if Merry had always been bad at singing. Lucky for us, Karli had gone for a walk with her friend Kelsey- but not without me making her swear not to say a word about the Hobbits- and was going to stay over at her house for the night afterwards.
It was just as well; she was being Creepy Miss anyways and it was better for her and the Hobbits if she were out of the house. Dealing with my parents was going to be another thing- sure Dad didn't live with us, but he liked to stop by every now and then and check on us; and Mom was going to have to come home from work sooner or later. I shook my head and tried not to think about it- that could be left til later.
"Make him stop!" Pippin whined and stuck out his lower lip, still wriggling on the floor. I gave him a pitious look and sat down at the table, my fingers drumming on the surface idly. "Please!!!" Pippin was still at it, crawling over to me with a look of pure agony on his face. I shrugged and reached out to the cupboard, pulling out a box of Frosted Flakes, and handed it to him. He snatched it away and his head immediately disappeared within the cardboard, and a distinct crunching sound, though muffled was heard from within. Well that shut him up now didn't it?
Presently, the bathroom door swung opened and Merry stepped out, wrapped in a towel, whistling to himself. Pippin pulled his head from the cereal box, and stared at the other Hobbit in a false scowl. He then produced the pink bathrobe from origin unknown and threw it at Merry.
"Wear this, it's wonderful," he said absently, "Have a good bath, did you?" he added, a devious grin on his face. Merry fingered the pink fabric thoughtfully and smiled.
"Quite enjoyable... and I don't know if you heard, but I do believe my singing is improving." he said cheerfully. Pippin and I couldn't have held in our laughter if we wanted to and it came peeling out in loud guffaws and chuckles- so much that we both ended up on the floor holding our stomachs. "What? What's so funny?" Merry could barely be heard over our giggles.
Unfortunately, we didn't hear my Mom step into the Kitchen either.
A/N how was that? You like it? I'm really sorry I haven't updated in a while- I got exams coming up. The bath song of Merry's is right out of the book.. anyways I luv you all and please review!!!
Hey all! Sorry for not updating for a while... gagggg curse writer's block!! Anyways, here's the next chapter, and thanks for being so patient!!!
What's a Hobbit doing in my bedroom?
"I was only wondering...." Karli called through the door and then under her breath I heard her mutter: "Spaz." I let out a sigh. Karli was a creep. Turning back to the Hobbits, I found that the incident was far behind them and Pippin was busy showing Merry about my room. The first time he was in there, he didn't have much of a chance to look about, not to mention the rest of the house except the TV room; and so he was acquainting himself to the surroundings.
What can I say? It was really cute seeing him poke around my room like a curious little mouse- but not so cute when Pippin introduced Merry to my underwear drawer and they both ended up with "ear warmers" strapped onto their heads. I gave a holler and snatched the garments away stuffing them back in the drawer with as much pride as I could muster. Sheesh.
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"What's happened to the Halflings?" Boromir yelled, looking quite out of character- no longer the stern mellow warrior but now almost panicked; frantic. Frodo sat up, assisted by Sam, and looked around at the hall in a daze.
"Yes, where are Merry... and Pippin? Do not say that they have fallen in battle! Gandalf...did you see?" He asked, his eyes brimming with hot tears. Sam put a hand on his shoulder as the wizard stepped forward on weary feet, supported by his knotted staff.
"They fell." he said slowly and Sam let out a choked cry as Frodo bowed his head; his breath coming in gasps. "But not by any orc blade...." Gandalf continued before they could get too upset. The Hobbits and the rest looked at him expectantly for the answer. "Young Peregrin went first into the well- and when Merdiadoc saw you and thought you dead, Frodo; he despaired and followed his cousin... down there..." he pointed his old hand to the hole in the floor and the companions stared at it for a long time.
"Where there is a well, there is water at its end." Gimli spoke up, heaving his axe up onto his shoulder. "They may yet be alive, fallen into the deep dark pools; or I'm not a Dwarf!" his voice was stern, determined- he truly believed Merry and Pippin could be alive. Aragorn looked doubtably at Gandalf who wore no clear expression on his face.
"If they're alive, we can't just leave them down there!" Frodo cried, "We must do something; we must go to them- somehow!" What remained of the Fellowship looked at each other for an answer but found none.
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It was a terrifying sound- like nails on a chalkboard or a cat screeching or car tires skidding- but worse. The very marrow of my bones froze and I stood petrified, in the kitchen at the ungodly sound. Pippin sat huddled at my side, his hands planted firmly over his ears, swaying back at forth and humming loudly as if to drown out the mind numbing noise--- the noise....... was Merry singing in the bath tub.
"Sing hey! for the bath at close of day That washes the weary mud away! A loon is he that will not sing: O! Water hot is a noble thing!"
"A loon is he, for singing at all!" Pippin groaned, rolling onto his back at the torturous melody, and writhing pathetically. I smiled and wondered if Merry had always been bad at singing. Lucky for us, Karli had gone for a walk with her friend Kelsey- but not without me making her swear not to say a word about the Hobbits- and was going to stay over at her house for the night afterwards.
It was just as well; she was being Creepy Miss anyways and it was better for her and the Hobbits if she were out of the house. Dealing with my parents was going to be another thing- sure Dad didn't live with us, but he liked to stop by every now and then and check on us; and Mom was going to have to come home from work sooner or later. I shook my head and tried not to think about it- that could be left til later.
"Make him stop!" Pippin whined and stuck out his lower lip, still wriggling on the floor. I gave him a pitious look and sat down at the table, my fingers drumming on the surface idly. "Please!!!" Pippin was still at it, crawling over to me with a look of pure agony on his face. I shrugged and reached out to the cupboard, pulling out a box of Frosted Flakes, and handed it to him. He snatched it away and his head immediately disappeared within the cardboard, and a distinct crunching sound, though muffled was heard from within. Well that shut him up now didn't it?
Presently, the bathroom door swung opened and Merry stepped out, wrapped in a towel, whistling to himself. Pippin pulled his head from the cereal box, and stared at the other Hobbit in a false scowl. He then produced the pink bathrobe from origin unknown and threw it at Merry.
"Wear this, it's wonderful," he said absently, "Have a good bath, did you?" he added, a devious grin on his face. Merry fingered the pink fabric thoughtfully and smiled.
"Quite enjoyable... and I don't know if you heard, but I do believe my singing is improving." he said cheerfully. Pippin and I couldn't have held in our laughter if we wanted to and it came peeling out in loud guffaws and chuckles- so much that we both ended up on the floor holding our stomachs. "What? What's so funny?" Merry could barely be heard over our giggles.
Unfortunately, we didn't hear my Mom step into the Kitchen either.
A/N how was that? You like it? I'm really sorry I haven't updated in a while- I got exams coming up. The bath song of Merry's is right out of the book.. anyways I luv you all and please review!!!