Pippin's
Swimming Lessons
Pippin was drowning! He couldn't breath, and something, something vast and animal-like was covering him so he could not get to the surface of the water.
"Pippin! What are you doing?" Asked a voice that seemed to be above the water. Some one shook him as he struggled, kicking and punching. "Pippin!"
Pippin woke up. Above his head were his sheets, and on his face was a pillow. He had been dreaming. He groaned, and sat up.
He was very displeased to see that Merry was laughing, rolling on the ground. Merry controlled himself just enough to point at Pippin and say "What were you DREAMING of?" and laughed some more.
"I was. drowning," said Pippin and blushed. This made Merry laugh so hard he cried.
"That ISN'T fun----," said Pippin, but was rudely interrupted as an apple hit his head. Frodo walked in, obviously proud of his aim.
"Haha! Pippin, you old donkey!" He said, and laughed as Merry had.
Just then, Pippin's mother walked in. "Peregrin, I think it is about time you've had swimming lessons," she said.
"YOU saw me too?" Pippin asked, and looked back at his mother. "SWIMMING LESSONS?"
"Yes, and I think we have one of Pearl's swimming suits you could borrow! To save money." She said, and Frodo and Merry cracked up.
"Mom! I'm a boy! I wear lad-hobbit clothing!" Pippin said, glaring at his "friends."
"Oh well! No one will know the difference. You will have to live with it, since we need the money to help buy a new hobbit-hole. Ours is very small, if you haven't noticed," she said, and Pippin almost cried.
"I'll go sign you up. Go to Pearl's room and get her swimming suit," She said. "But----" Pippin argued, but his mother had already left. By now, both Merry and Frodo had almost wet their pants.
"Go on, get it! Your mother told you. I'll tell her if you don't!" said Merry, and they fell rolling on the ground once again.
"Why do I even call you my friends?" Pippin grumbled as he left the room. He lit a candle, and walked into Pearl's room. He stepped inside and opened her dresser drawer. There it was. He didn't even have to look hard. And it was HIDEOUS.
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Pippin was drowning! He couldn't breath, and something, something vast and animal-like was covering him so he could not get to the surface of the water.
"Pippin! What are you doing?" Asked a voice that seemed to be above the water. Some one shook him as he struggled, kicking and punching. "Pippin!"
Pippin woke up. Above his head were his sheets, and on his face was a pillow. He had been dreaming. He groaned, and sat up.
He was very displeased to see that Merry was laughing, rolling on the ground. Merry controlled himself just enough to point at Pippin and say "What were you DREAMING of?" and laughed some more.
"I was. drowning," said Pippin and blushed. This made Merry laugh so hard he cried.
"That ISN'T fun----," said Pippin, but was rudely interrupted as an apple hit his head. Frodo walked in, obviously proud of his aim.
"Haha! Pippin, you old donkey!" He said, and laughed as Merry had.
Just then, Pippin's mother walked in. "Peregrin, I think it is about time you've had swimming lessons," she said.
"YOU saw me too?" Pippin asked, and looked back at his mother. "SWIMMING LESSONS?"
"Yes, and I think we have one of Pearl's swimming suits you could borrow! To save money." She said, and Frodo and Merry cracked up.
"Mom! I'm a boy! I wear lad-hobbit clothing!" Pippin said, glaring at his "friends."
"Oh well! No one will know the difference. You will have to live with it, since we need the money to help buy a new hobbit-hole. Ours is very small, if you haven't noticed," she said, and Pippin almost cried.
"I'll go sign you up. Go to Pearl's room and get her swimming suit," She said. "But----" Pippin argued, but his mother had already left. By now, both Merry and Frodo had almost wet their pants.
"Go on, get it! Your mother told you. I'll tell her if you don't!" said Merry, and they fell rolling on the ground once again.
"Why do I even call you my friends?" Pippin grumbled as he left the room. He lit a candle, and walked into Pearl's room. He stepped inside and opened her dresser drawer. There it was. He didn't even have to look hard. And it was HIDEOUS.
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