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"He said 'Hi ga mera-mera to moe agatta'" Said Legolas, walking forwards towards Merry, who was cuddling Pippin close to him and crying his eyes out.
"NOBODY THINK OF A NUMBER!" Yelled Gandalf suddenly, everyone froze and tried to think of something other than the numerical system.
"Why can't we think of a number?" Asked Aragorn, breaking the uncomfortable silence that had arose after Gandalf had spoken. Pippin suddenly stirred in Merry's arms and opened his eyes slowly. Gandalf was by his side Immediately.
"What's your name and who am I?" Asked Gandalf, as soon as Pippin had sat up slightly.
"Er - You're - I mean - I'm Pippin and you're Gandalf - right?" Stuttered Pippin, looking round in confusion. His stomach hurt like hell and his head felt really strange.
"Why can't we think of a number?" Repeated Aragorn, walking over and kneeling down next to Pippin. He held his hand against Pippin's flushed forehead trying to figure out whether he had a fever.
"Unfortunately, Frodo used one of the most catastrophic spells ever made, if any one think of a number - please DON'T - then Pippin would start acting like that certain age!" Gandalf explained, laying his stick down on the floor and taking off his hat. "Well - it looks like we've got a long night ahead of us - so we may as well collect some firewood! Aragorn, you stay here and sort out Pippin, the rest of you get into small groups and go collect some wood!"
Pippin watched everyone go off into the forest, they looked strange too, they seemed faded and far away. Yet he knew they were there. He began to shiver slightly, Aragorn noticed this.
"Are you cold master Pippin?" He asked, placing a hand on Pippin's forehead, he was burning up. Aragorn made Pippin lie down, then he warmed up some stew on the makeshift fire he managed to make out of what was left of the old one, and handed it to Pippin, who managed a few bites before he dosed off.
The company had got a nice fire going, they only needed a few more sticks to get it satisfactory. Boromir and Gimli were the one's to do this.
"How many more sticks do you need?" Asked Gimli, picking up a bunch in his arms then looking over at Boromir.
"Er - Let's say about - six big ones?" Replied Boromir, Gimli nodded then froze, as did everyone else when what Boromir had said sunk in. Boromir covered his mouth looking worried. "I didn't mean - "
"It's okay Boromir - " Started Gandalf. "It's not your fault, I had a feeling some one was going to slip up anyway." He paused then smiled gently, "It's not your fault" he replied.
Pippin stirred suddenly and everyone froze, but he simply turned over, stuck his thumb in his mouth and carried on sleeping.
The next morning Pippin was the first to wake up. Everyone was fast asleep when Pippin woke up. After half an hour of Pippin sitting down playing with sticks and building houses out of pebbles he got bored and for fun woke everybody up Including Gandalf who needed his beauty sleep and was very grumpy when he got up. Legolas and Aragorn did not seem to mind. They needed to start off early to check the coast is clear. Frodo, Sam and Merry on the other hand just rolled over and went back to sleep.
Pippin looked around bored, Boromir was asleep, he couldn't wake him up no matter how hard he tried and he didn't like the look of the dwarf. He decided to follow Legolas and Aragorn who had walked out of camp a few minutes before.
" - The Uruk-hai are moving West-wards, if we do not hurry today they will run straight into us!" Legolas was saying as Pippin caught up to them. He stood behind them looking round and sucking his thumb for a few minutes then got tired of being ignored and decided to make a distraction.
"HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" He yelled suddenly, making Aragorn jump and Legolas spin round looking alarmed. He sat down on the path and yawned even though it had only been 45 minutes or so since he'd woken up. "Bored now." He stated, looking up at Aragorn and Legolas who merely glanced at each other.
"Are - Are you hungry?" Asked Aragorn, taking Pippin's hand and pulling him up onto his feet. Pippin nodded and slid back into a seated position. Aragorn pulled him up again, but Pippin simply slid down again. Legolas began to cough loudly behind them, which Aragorn suspected was actually a cover-up for laughter. "Master Pippin - You have to walk if you want anything to eat." Said Aragorn, beginning to get a tiny bit annoyed with the hobbit. Pippin stuck out his bottom lip and stood up.
"Piggy back!" He yelled gleefully, looking from Aragorn to Legolas.
"Legolas will give you a piggy back!" Replied Aragorn, walking off and leaving Legolas with Pippin.
Legolas walked into the camp about 20 minutes after Aragorn had got back, Pippin jumped off his back and ran over to Merry who was leaning against a tree looking bored. Legolas dropped his arrows, which he'd been carrying in his hands in front of Aragorn and gave him a look, which basically meant 'Never make me do that again!'
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"He said 'Hi ga mera-mera to moe agatta'" Said Legolas, walking forwards towards Merry, who was cuddling Pippin close to him and crying his eyes out.
"NOBODY THINK OF A NUMBER!" Yelled Gandalf suddenly, everyone froze and tried to think of something other than the numerical system.
"Why can't we think of a number?" Asked Aragorn, breaking the uncomfortable silence that had arose after Gandalf had spoken. Pippin suddenly stirred in Merry's arms and opened his eyes slowly. Gandalf was by his side Immediately.
"What's your name and who am I?" Asked Gandalf, as soon as Pippin had sat up slightly.
"Er - You're - I mean - I'm Pippin and you're Gandalf - right?" Stuttered Pippin, looking round in confusion. His stomach hurt like hell and his head felt really strange.
"Why can't we think of a number?" Repeated Aragorn, walking over and kneeling down next to Pippin. He held his hand against Pippin's flushed forehead trying to figure out whether he had a fever.
"Unfortunately, Frodo used one of the most catastrophic spells ever made, if any one think of a number - please DON'T - then Pippin would start acting like that certain age!" Gandalf explained, laying his stick down on the floor and taking off his hat. "Well - it looks like we've got a long night ahead of us - so we may as well collect some firewood! Aragorn, you stay here and sort out Pippin, the rest of you get into small groups and go collect some wood!"
Pippin watched everyone go off into the forest, they looked strange too, they seemed faded and far away. Yet he knew they were there. He began to shiver slightly, Aragorn noticed this.
"Are you cold master Pippin?" He asked, placing a hand on Pippin's forehead, he was burning up. Aragorn made Pippin lie down, then he warmed up some stew on the makeshift fire he managed to make out of what was left of the old one, and handed it to Pippin, who managed a few bites before he dosed off.
The company had got a nice fire going, they only needed a few more sticks to get it satisfactory. Boromir and Gimli were the one's to do this.
"How many more sticks do you need?" Asked Gimli, picking up a bunch in his arms then looking over at Boromir.
"Er - Let's say about - six big ones?" Replied Boromir, Gimli nodded then froze, as did everyone else when what Boromir had said sunk in. Boromir covered his mouth looking worried. "I didn't mean - "
"It's okay Boromir - " Started Gandalf. "It's not your fault, I had a feeling some one was going to slip up anyway." He paused then smiled gently, "It's not your fault" he replied.
Pippin stirred suddenly and everyone froze, but he simply turned over, stuck his thumb in his mouth and carried on sleeping.
The next morning Pippin was the first to wake up. Everyone was fast asleep when Pippin woke up. After half an hour of Pippin sitting down playing with sticks and building houses out of pebbles he got bored and for fun woke everybody up Including Gandalf who needed his beauty sleep and was very grumpy when he got up. Legolas and Aragorn did not seem to mind. They needed to start off early to check the coast is clear. Frodo, Sam and Merry on the other hand just rolled over and went back to sleep.
Pippin looked around bored, Boromir was asleep, he couldn't wake him up no matter how hard he tried and he didn't like the look of the dwarf. He decided to follow Legolas and Aragorn who had walked out of camp a few minutes before.
" - The Uruk-hai are moving West-wards, if we do not hurry today they will run straight into us!" Legolas was saying as Pippin caught up to them. He stood behind them looking round and sucking his thumb for a few minutes then got tired of being ignored and decided to make a distraction.
"HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" He yelled suddenly, making Aragorn jump and Legolas spin round looking alarmed. He sat down on the path and yawned even though it had only been 45 minutes or so since he'd woken up. "Bored now." He stated, looking up at Aragorn and Legolas who merely glanced at each other.
"Are - Are you hungry?" Asked Aragorn, taking Pippin's hand and pulling him up onto his feet. Pippin nodded and slid back into a seated position. Aragorn pulled him up again, but Pippin simply slid down again. Legolas began to cough loudly behind them, which Aragorn suspected was actually a cover-up for laughter. "Master Pippin - You have to walk if you want anything to eat." Said Aragorn, beginning to get a tiny bit annoyed with the hobbit. Pippin stuck out his bottom lip and stood up.
"Piggy back!" He yelled gleefully, looking from Aragorn to Legolas.
"Legolas will give you a piggy back!" Replied Aragorn, walking off and leaving Legolas with Pippin.
Legolas walked into the camp about 20 minutes after Aragorn had got back, Pippin jumped off his back and ran over to Merry who was leaning against a tree looking bored. Legolas dropped his arrows, which he'd been carrying in his hands in front of Aragorn and gave him a look, which basically meant 'Never make me do that again!'
