This chapter isn't very long, but I have an announcement to make. First of all, to that person who reviewed saying Pippin isn't a child, I KNOW!! Lmao, I know he's not a child! He's a wonderful, kind hobbit that is just about to come of age, but in this story he is turned into a 6 year old, not in body, but in mind! Secondly, to the person who reviewed asking if when Merry said '28' in the last chapter did Pippin go back to his normal age, no he didn't Merry was simply replying to Splitbrow. EVERYONE PLEASE READ THIS!! THIS IS IMPORTANT!! I have decided to change this story into a PG- 13, instead of a PG. So please please please don't look for it under PG again!! And remember - this story isn't real! So anything could happen! ;)

PLEASE MAKE SURE YOU READ ABOVE!!

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Pippin woke up and he was in a beautiful room. Crystallised chandeliers hung from the ceiling. Huge tapestries hung from corner to corner. Gorgeous stained glass windows let light through into the gigantic room. Best of all, a large feast was laid out in front of him, with a huge bowl full of...

"MUSHROOMS!" Shouted Pippin. He jumped to his feet and began to run towards the table, when suddenly everything changed. The stained glass windows turned into cold slits in the wall. The chandeliers turned into giant cobwebs and the tapestries turned into cracks and splits in the stone walls. The feast simply disappeared.

"Whassat about mushrooms?" Asked Merry, sitting up and looking at Pippin who was looking dejectedly at the far wall.

Pippin sat down again, without answering Merry. Merry put his arms around his cousin and gave him a hug to show everything was alright.

"Merry?" Whispered Pippin.

"What is it?" Asked Merry, looking down at his cousin concerned.

"I'm hungry." Replied Pippin as Merry rolled his eyes. "I want some mushrooms from the shire!"

Merry moaned as his stomach rumbled it had been almost 3 hours since they had last eaten. They had been carried for ages by Graphook, taken by another Orc, then they must have fallen asleep because they next time they opened their eyes they were in a small damp cell. "Merry I miss the shire!" Said Pippin miserably. "I wanna go home! I miss my mummy and my daddy and my sisters! I miss going to dinner at Mr. Bilbo's house and Stealing things from Farmer Maggot's crop! I miss the Brandywine River!"

Merry let go of his cousin and watched him, it almost seemed like the old Pippin again.

"Merry, I wanna go HOME!" Exclaimed Pippin, and burst into tears. Merry sighed and hugged his cousin again, he was still under the spell then.

"Meriadoc Brandybuck, I presume!" A voice ran out from the shadows behind the cell bars. Both of the hobbits looked up too see whom the speaker was.

"Ah, and Peregrin Took! Just the little hobbit I want to see!" Stated the voice. Pippin wiped his eyes and stood up, ignoring Merry who was shaking his head vigorously.

"Why me?" Asked Pippin, tilting his head slightly and sticking his thumb in his mouth.

"Well now, I want you to tell me about your friends!" Replied the voice. Suddenly Saruman stepped out of the shadows, he stared in through the bars of the cell then turned towards Splitbrow who was standing next to him.

"Get the little one and bring him to me - kill the other one!"