Chapter 4

A/N~ Just in case anybody, but Christy and I, is reading this, I am so not like that. I would never hurt my dear, sweet Pippin like that. Nessie's POV.

Pippin and I were sitting by the tree, not speaking to each other, when we saw Merry and Christy coming back with there arms full of yummy treats.

Pippin walked away with Merry and gave me a wary look before eating his share of the mushrooms.

"What the heck did you do to him?" Christy screamed/ yelled/ asked.

"Well... first I took him into the room, then I..."

"NO! Please, don't go on! I don't wanna know what vile things you did to that poor Hobbit," Christy said.

"Hey, you asked," I commented.

"Rape!" I heard Christy cough.

"It's only rape if he doesn't like it. He liked it. He's just not used to my wild style. Next time I'll try my romantic side."

"Whatever, Nessie."

"Now, where are we going to sleep?" I asked my best friend.

"You can rest at my hole, Christy," Merry put in.

"Awww... isn't that cute," I said.

"OK," and the two walked off together.

"Merry... wait... don't leave me here with... her..."

"Oh, suck it up, boy. I'm sorry if I came on a little too strong. I'll be nice," I pleaded.

"Alright, but you stay in the guestroom on the other side of my hole."

"Yippee!"

Half an hour later, Pippin and I were sitting at his table preparing to eat dinner (or was it supper? Well, it was one of those later meals). I offered to cook, still trying to make up for my... um... "experiment".

"What is this?" Pippin asked after I put his plate in front of him.

"Spaghetti," I said. "Try it, it's good."

He still looked at it as if it were sprouting green arms and polka dancing.

"Oh, fine. I'll show you it's not gonna kill you," and took a bite. It was crunchy. "Umm... I don't think I cooked it long enough. I guess I didn't learn as much as I thought from Mrs. Caufield (Christy and my "Skills For Living" teacher in 8th grade)."

"Do I have to eat it?" he asked like a little kid. Hobbits are so cute.

"No, umm... do you have anything else I can cook?"

"I have some mushrooms."

"I, umm... don't like mushrooms," I said apologetically.

"That's because you've never had my mushrooms."

A/N~ Mmm... egg rolls... Sorry... I'm in the middle of dinner.

~ Meanwhile back with Christy ~

"So, what do you do for fun?" Christy asked.

"Um... pal around with Pippin."

"But what do you do when you get into a fight?"

"Eat," he answered.

"OK," she said. "When aren't Hobbits eating?" she thought.

"Well, I'm going to bed,' he said, patting his tummy. "There's a spare room right here," he said, pointing to an open door. "Make yourself comfortable."

"Okie-dokies! 'Night!"

"On second thought," Merry said. "Why don't we go to the tavern? It's still quite early."

"Yeah!" "I love drunk Hobbits!" she thought.

"Let me change and we'll be off."

~ Back to me ~

"Mmm... these are pretty good," I said, taking another bite of the mushroom Pippin handed to me.

"The recipes have been in the Took family for years."

After we had both had our share of the nummy mushrooms, I started towards the spare room.

"Why don't we go to the tavern tonight?" I heard Pippin ask me. "It's still early."

"Both of us?" I asked surprised he asked me at all.

"Yes. I'm sure that Merry and Christy are going to be there and, if not, that's OK."

"Alright," I said calmly, but inside I was screaming my bloody head off!

A/N~ Take it, Christy! Hehe! What happens at the Green dragon?! The suspense is murder!