The greatest tragedy
Author: Natta
Beta-reader: Gimli
Characters: Frodo, Merry, Sam
Summary: A great tragedy has happened in Brandy Hall and Frodo has to make a decision to bring a small hobbit to Bag End. For the good of this story, Iíve made Sam five years older so Frodoís 24, Samís 17 and Merryís 10.
Chapter 4. Wednesday, much trouble and sadness.
When Merry woke up the next morning it was late, since he had been having nightmares and woken up crying four times. Frodo had comforted him all through of them and made him go back to sleep. Now, he couldn't remember what they'd been about anymore, except there were something about his parents and someone telling him that he would not be allowed in the paradise Valinor, for he was such a crying baby. He shuddered. Was that what Frodo thought about him? After his cousins outburst last night, Merry wasn't sure anymore of his support. He slowly made his way out of bed and put on his breeches. He gently opened the door to the kitchen and glanced at Frodo who stood and washed the dishes while whistling on a song. He at least seemed happier today. Merry slipped in through the door and went to quietly stand behind Frodo, watching his every move. The tween turned around.
Good morning! Do you want some breakfast? Merry looked at him with big eyes.
So you're not angry anymore? Frodo's smile faded at the memory.
No, Iím not. Iím sorry about last night, I had no right to be angry, and it was stupid. It was just, I thought I had to make you stop crying when instead you should've been allowed to be sad and I just should've let you know I was there for you.
Okay. Merry didn't really understand all he was saying, but got the point. Frodo wasn't mad.
So...do you want any breakfast? Merry shrugged. Frodo took that as a yes.
I have made eggs, bread, bacon and tea, so just eat as much as you want! *I'll be happy if it's anything at all* he thought.
Merry climbed up on the couch and nibbled on a piece of bread. He put nothing on it, but it was a start. After half a sandwich (if you could call it a sandwich) he put it down.
I'm finished. Can I go out for a while? Frodo smiled.
Yes, of course you can! Get out with you! Merry ran out into the garden and sat down, leaning against the wall. He listened to the birds and watched the flowers, just like he had used to do with his mother. He tried to shut out that thought though, and just concentrated on how nice it was outside on the beautiful day, though a little cold. He decided to take a little walk, after all, he hadn't been outside Bag End since he got there and Frodo wouldnít mind. He was just starting to explore the new place when Sam showed up.
Hello, Merry! How are you doing?
Fine now, though Frodo got mad last night and left. Sam frowned.
Yes, so I noticed. I hope he didnt scare you. Sam had seen a bit of Frodo's bad temper last night too, and he hoped he hadnít taken too much of it out on the small hobbit.
No, he didn't. Well, maybe a little but I'm okay now. He said he was sorry and didnít mean it and stuff.í
I'm not doing anything particular today, would you like to do something? Merry lit up. At Brandy Hall, none of the older hobbits liked to play with him. Now, Sam asked him to!
'Yes, I'd love to, he said. What did you have in mind? Sam leaned down.
Can you climb trees? Merry shook his head.
Then I can teach you!
You can?
Yes! Come on now!
****
Put your foot on the other branch.good! Now, take my hand and I'll pull you up! Sam, who was sitting almost at the highest branch in the tree, reached out and pulled him up. After settling on the steady branch, Merry looked out and admired the beauty of the landscape in front of him from so high up. His hands gripped hard on the branch, and he was thankful for Sam's supporting arm around him.
Sam, do you often climb this high up alone? Merry said, unhidden admiration in his voice. The older hobbit straightened up, clearly happy to be in the spotlight for once.
Well, since I learned to climb trees I've done it much over the years. You'll learn to climb alone too, when you're older this will feel like nothing. Merry looked at him in doubt but accepted that.
Sam...it's very...high up here. Do you think we could go down now?
Okay then. He carefully turned Merry around, not loosing his grip, before doing so himself.
Climbing down is almost the same as up, just remember to look before you go to the next branch so you don't step down in nothing, okay? Merry nodded before under the careful gaze of Sam slowly started to climb down.
****
Frodo had not seen Merry all day, but he wasn't worried. He knew his cousin could take care of himself as long as it was still day and he wasn't too depressed. And he had actually seemed happier that morning. Frodo decided he should go see Sam and apologise for being so rude the evening before. Sam wasn't at home though and the Gaffer sent him to the park, where he said his son had taken Merry for a while. Frodo, glad that they were friends, went off to the park. When he got there, he saw something climbing down the tree. His steps went faster and when he got close enough, he saw that it was Merry and Sam!
Sam! What are you doing?!? The loud, sudden call made both boys in the tree flinch of surprise. Sam, who was used to climbing and had a good grip stayed in the tree but Merry who was quite unsteady fell down with a scream. Frodo rushed up to him and Sam swiftly climbed down. Merry was silent, but tears streamed down his face as he was clutching hard on his right arm.
What were you thinking, teaching him to climb?!? Frodo looked accusingly at Sam.
He is ten years old, not a little baby! Sam hissed.
Not big enough to be doing that stuff. Apparently, cause he fell down!
It was your yelling! If you hadnt come, he wouldn't have fell down! Frodo looked at the younger hobbit.
So it's my fault? Look, I'm sorry about yesterday but this was stupid! Frodo was interrupted by a loud sob coming from Merry. He shook his head. Here he was, arguing with Sam about why Merry was in pain instead of taking care of the problem. He lifted his cousin up.
Where does it hurt? Merry sniffed.
In my arm, the right one. Frodo looked at it. It was bent in a strange way and didnít look good. He tested to touch it lightly and carefully squeeze it.
Does that hurt? Merry nodded with clenched teeth. It was obvious he was trying not to cry. Frodo looked worried.
Come on, let's go to the doctor. He lifted Merry up and carried him away, leaving Sam angry and hurt but also worried.
****
Now, can I have a look at your arm? Merry looked at Frodo who nodded, before stretching out his arm for the doctor to look at. The movement created some pain in it, but he was determined not to show anything. The doctor looked worried.
I think it's broken, but I will need to pull it back in place before I can bandage it. I won't lie to you, it will hurt, but I can do it very quickly and then it won't hurt anymore. Okay? Merry nodded and closed his eyes. Frodo gripped his healthy hand and held it. The doctor pulled the arm in a way so it went normal again. This ejected a small cry of pain from the hobbit, but he was still determined not to cry.
*If I start crying again, the Valar will think I'm not worthy and then I can't go to Valinor,* he thought. The doctor got a bandage which he wrapped around Merryís arm several times which made it feel very stiff and strange.
So there, now you have to keep that on for six weeks and you can't bath that arm you have to hold it up or something. In six weeks you can come back here and I will look at it again. Frodo flinched.
*In six weeks he might not be here. That depends on Bilbo.* The doctor smiled.
So now you and your brother can go home and... Merry looked at him and frowned.
He's not my brother, he's my cousin or rather my second cousin. The doctor looked surprised.
Oh. But where are your parents then?
In Valinor. The doctor appeared puzzled at Merry's response.
Never heard of the place. Will they be home soon then to take care of you? Merry looked at Frodo.
You can't go home from Valinor! Right, Frodo? Frodo looked at the doctor.
They died, he mouthed. Last week. The doctors eyes widened as he looked with pity on Merry. Then he smiled.
I'll see you in six weeks then. When they got out, Merry looked at his cousin.
Didn't he know about Valinor Frodo? Frodo shook his head.
Most hobbits don't I'm afraid. I heard it from Bilbo who had learned about it on one of his adventures.
I like hearing about Bilboís adventures, they're funny. Frodo smiled.
Yes, they truly are, he said. Come on now, let's go home. How's your arm?
Feels strange, but doesn't hurt so much now. I think it'll be all right.
Yes, said Frodo. *But not really something to show Bilbo when I'm convincing him I can take care of Merry,* he thought. When they got home, Frodo went inside the kitchen to cook up some dinner. Merry sat outside, watching the birds, but he was quite troubled of his bandaged arm.
*If I was Pippin, I'd rip it off,* he thought. *But I ain't that little anymore.*
****
Sam was walking on the road. He was going to Mrs. Hardbottle to fetch a bottle of milk they needed. He was still very sad and hurt about what Frodo had done earlier, it was quite unfair to blame him. He had had thoughts that this had been just fine until Merry came, but tried to shake those thoughts away. But still, him and Frodo had never had a real fight until Merry showed up in Hobbiton.
*Itís not his fault,* he kept telling himself, but the thoughts wouldn't leave him. Without him noticing, the road had now taken him so that he was very close to Bag End. He tried to forget how uncomfortable it felt and moved on. When he was outside the gate, he saw Merry rush up to him. The little hobbit was wearing a bandage around his right arm.
Hi Sam!
Hello. How's your arm? Merry wrinkled his nose.
They said it was broken. So I guess we can't climb trees anymore.í
No, mumbled Sam while moving on. Merry opened the gate and followed him.
It's cold today, he said rubbing his arms, and I bet there'll be rain soon too.
Maybe you should get in then. Merry looked at Sam, who's tone was very shortcut and sounded angry somehow.
Sam, are you mad?
No, I'm not mad. The rain had now started to fall and Sam wanted to move on.
Oh good. Maybe we could do something else someday? Merry said hopefully.
No! Look, Mr. Frodo and me have never argued about things before you came! I wish you could just leave me alone, I tried to be friends but it's just troubles all the time ever since you got here!í Sam moved on with a feeling of guilt, but couldn't turn around, leaving Merry standing with his arms hanging along his sides.
****
Frodo looked out the window, but Merry wasn't there.
*Well,* he thought and shrugged is shoulders. *Merry has never been known for being good at telling what he does and its late, he's probably already gone to bed.* He yawned. *Which is the same that I will do now.*
****
Merry walked down the road, sniffing and tears was blurring his vision. Sam hated him, Frodo thought he cried too much and his parents.he didn't even want to go there. This settled it: He didn't belong in Hobbiton. He had to get back to Buckland! He had travelled the road between the two places many times so he knew which way to go. It had become very cold, and the rain was pouring down with much force, but he had to go back. No one wanted him there, it was at Brandy Hall he belonged. The rain made it hard for him to see as he stumbled forward. Sure Merry knew the way, but it had alwas seemed much shorter than it was since they were sitting in a cab and talking, looking out the windows. Sometimes he slept part of the way too. He didnít know that walking itíd take several days to reach Brandy Hall, maybe more for a lonely ten-year-old. Instead, he kept walking until he was wet and freezing to the bone. He stumbled on a piece of rock and fell right down in the mud. He tried to stand up but couldnít, the world was spinning and he felt warm strange enough. It went black in front of his eyes and he knew no more.
TBC
A/N Did anyone notice I make each chapter a day? I liked it that way, gives something to the story. Anyway, Iíve decided to make a small Q&A this time!
Q&A-section
Lizmybit: Nice story! I am anxious to see what happens next. Natta: Just go on reading!
Hmsgirl:c1:continue, please, please!! good story Natta: Thanks and I will.
c3: It's ok, I like longer chappies. Please continue, each chapter is an enjoyment, no matter how long it takes for it to get up. Natta: I try and write long, it goes easier than I thought actually.
Jounouchi Kun Joey: Oh! Frodo adopting young Merry! I had thought of that before, but it seemed a little odd. Still it's so cute ^_^! I sure hope you write more *pouts* Natta: Odd, but cute lol! I am writing and struggling all the time to get these chappies finished!
Pearl Took: Natta, this is off to a good start, I quite like it! Keep up with it and keep writing! Pearl Took Natta: Thanks. And i mailed you about helping out with îThe preyî hope youíre still interested!
Aurora: I like this story so far! Poor Merry, so far from home, and scared, and an orphan... I love hobbit angst so much. And I also love stories that focus on the relationship between Frodo and Merry. I'm looking forward to another chapter. :) And, on a side note, yes it IS annoying when you're trying to tell someone something serious and they laugh! I know how you feel. But that's really strange that your friend actually remembers a past life. Very strange indeed. Natta: That was a long review! : ) Me too love hobbit angst, and there are too few stories about Merry and Frodo, I agree. Yeah, I know itís very strange and a little scary too!
Bookworm2000:HOW DARE YOU YELL AT MERRY LIKE THAT FRODO! ::snatches little Merry away:: Oh, wait- do you promise to be nice? Okay, here you go. ::hands Merry back::Get Pippin to come over and cheer Merry up! That could work, maybe... Frodo: Yes, I'm really sorry about that, I was just so desperate and didn't know what to do. It's better now. Natta: Um how did Frodo come and write in my fic? Oh never mind. Unfortunately Pippin won't make an appearance in this story, but if I get enough reviews and enough people wants it, I think thereíll be a sequel where heíll be in.
Bye!
//Natta
P.S. It's my birthday! Iím FINALLY14!
Author: Natta
Beta-reader: Gimli
Characters: Frodo, Merry, Sam
Summary: A great tragedy has happened in Brandy Hall and Frodo has to make a decision to bring a small hobbit to Bag End. For the good of this story, Iíve made Sam five years older so Frodoís 24, Samís 17 and Merryís 10.
Chapter 4. Wednesday, much trouble and sadness.
When Merry woke up the next morning it was late, since he had been having nightmares and woken up crying four times. Frodo had comforted him all through of them and made him go back to sleep. Now, he couldn't remember what they'd been about anymore, except there were something about his parents and someone telling him that he would not be allowed in the paradise Valinor, for he was such a crying baby. He shuddered. Was that what Frodo thought about him? After his cousins outburst last night, Merry wasn't sure anymore of his support. He slowly made his way out of bed and put on his breeches. He gently opened the door to the kitchen and glanced at Frodo who stood and washed the dishes while whistling on a song. He at least seemed happier today. Merry slipped in through the door and went to quietly stand behind Frodo, watching his every move. The tween turned around.
Good morning! Do you want some breakfast? Merry looked at him with big eyes.
So you're not angry anymore? Frodo's smile faded at the memory.
No, Iím not. Iím sorry about last night, I had no right to be angry, and it was stupid. It was just, I thought I had to make you stop crying when instead you should've been allowed to be sad and I just should've let you know I was there for you.
Okay. Merry didn't really understand all he was saying, but got the point. Frodo wasn't mad.
So...do you want any breakfast? Merry shrugged. Frodo took that as a yes.
I have made eggs, bread, bacon and tea, so just eat as much as you want! *I'll be happy if it's anything at all* he thought.
Merry climbed up on the couch and nibbled on a piece of bread. He put nothing on it, but it was a start. After half a sandwich (if you could call it a sandwich) he put it down.
I'm finished. Can I go out for a while? Frodo smiled.
Yes, of course you can! Get out with you! Merry ran out into the garden and sat down, leaning against the wall. He listened to the birds and watched the flowers, just like he had used to do with his mother. He tried to shut out that thought though, and just concentrated on how nice it was outside on the beautiful day, though a little cold. He decided to take a little walk, after all, he hadn't been outside Bag End since he got there and Frodo wouldnít mind. He was just starting to explore the new place when Sam showed up.
Hello, Merry! How are you doing?
Fine now, though Frodo got mad last night and left. Sam frowned.
Yes, so I noticed. I hope he didnt scare you. Sam had seen a bit of Frodo's bad temper last night too, and he hoped he hadnít taken too much of it out on the small hobbit.
No, he didn't. Well, maybe a little but I'm okay now. He said he was sorry and didnít mean it and stuff.í
I'm not doing anything particular today, would you like to do something? Merry lit up. At Brandy Hall, none of the older hobbits liked to play with him. Now, Sam asked him to!
'Yes, I'd love to, he said. What did you have in mind? Sam leaned down.
Can you climb trees? Merry shook his head.
Then I can teach you!
You can?
Yes! Come on now!
****
Put your foot on the other branch.good! Now, take my hand and I'll pull you up! Sam, who was sitting almost at the highest branch in the tree, reached out and pulled him up. After settling on the steady branch, Merry looked out and admired the beauty of the landscape in front of him from so high up. His hands gripped hard on the branch, and he was thankful for Sam's supporting arm around him.
Sam, do you often climb this high up alone? Merry said, unhidden admiration in his voice. The older hobbit straightened up, clearly happy to be in the spotlight for once.
Well, since I learned to climb trees I've done it much over the years. You'll learn to climb alone too, when you're older this will feel like nothing. Merry looked at him in doubt but accepted that.
Sam...it's very...high up here. Do you think we could go down now?
Okay then. He carefully turned Merry around, not loosing his grip, before doing so himself.
Climbing down is almost the same as up, just remember to look before you go to the next branch so you don't step down in nothing, okay? Merry nodded before under the careful gaze of Sam slowly started to climb down.
****
Frodo had not seen Merry all day, but he wasn't worried. He knew his cousin could take care of himself as long as it was still day and he wasn't too depressed. And he had actually seemed happier that morning. Frodo decided he should go see Sam and apologise for being so rude the evening before. Sam wasn't at home though and the Gaffer sent him to the park, where he said his son had taken Merry for a while. Frodo, glad that they were friends, went off to the park. When he got there, he saw something climbing down the tree. His steps went faster and when he got close enough, he saw that it was Merry and Sam!
Sam! What are you doing?!? The loud, sudden call made both boys in the tree flinch of surprise. Sam, who was used to climbing and had a good grip stayed in the tree but Merry who was quite unsteady fell down with a scream. Frodo rushed up to him and Sam swiftly climbed down. Merry was silent, but tears streamed down his face as he was clutching hard on his right arm.
What were you thinking, teaching him to climb?!? Frodo looked accusingly at Sam.
He is ten years old, not a little baby! Sam hissed.
Not big enough to be doing that stuff. Apparently, cause he fell down!
It was your yelling! If you hadnt come, he wouldn't have fell down! Frodo looked at the younger hobbit.
So it's my fault? Look, I'm sorry about yesterday but this was stupid! Frodo was interrupted by a loud sob coming from Merry. He shook his head. Here he was, arguing with Sam about why Merry was in pain instead of taking care of the problem. He lifted his cousin up.
Where does it hurt? Merry sniffed.
In my arm, the right one. Frodo looked at it. It was bent in a strange way and didnít look good. He tested to touch it lightly and carefully squeeze it.
Does that hurt? Merry nodded with clenched teeth. It was obvious he was trying not to cry. Frodo looked worried.
Come on, let's go to the doctor. He lifted Merry up and carried him away, leaving Sam angry and hurt but also worried.
****
Now, can I have a look at your arm? Merry looked at Frodo who nodded, before stretching out his arm for the doctor to look at. The movement created some pain in it, but he was determined not to show anything. The doctor looked worried.
I think it's broken, but I will need to pull it back in place before I can bandage it. I won't lie to you, it will hurt, but I can do it very quickly and then it won't hurt anymore. Okay? Merry nodded and closed his eyes. Frodo gripped his healthy hand and held it. The doctor pulled the arm in a way so it went normal again. This ejected a small cry of pain from the hobbit, but he was still determined not to cry.
*If I start crying again, the Valar will think I'm not worthy and then I can't go to Valinor,* he thought. The doctor got a bandage which he wrapped around Merryís arm several times which made it feel very stiff and strange.
So there, now you have to keep that on for six weeks and you can't bath that arm you have to hold it up or something. In six weeks you can come back here and I will look at it again. Frodo flinched.
*In six weeks he might not be here. That depends on Bilbo.* The doctor smiled.
So now you and your brother can go home and... Merry looked at him and frowned.
He's not my brother, he's my cousin or rather my second cousin. The doctor looked surprised.
Oh. But where are your parents then?
In Valinor. The doctor appeared puzzled at Merry's response.
Never heard of the place. Will they be home soon then to take care of you? Merry looked at Frodo.
You can't go home from Valinor! Right, Frodo? Frodo looked at the doctor.
They died, he mouthed. Last week. The doctors eyes widened as he looked with pity on Merry. Then he smiled.
I'll see you in six weeks then. When they got out, Merry looked at his cousin.
Didn't he know about Valinor Frodo? Frodo shook his head.
Most hobbits don't I'm afraid. I heard it from Bilbo who had learned about it on one of his adventures.
I like hearing about Bilboís adventures, they're funny. Frodo smiled.
Yes, they truly are, he said. Come on now, let's go home. How's your arm?
Feels strange, but doesn't hurt so much now. I think it'll be all right.
Yes, said Frodo. *But not really something to show Bilbo when I'm convincing him I can take care of Merry,* he thought. When they got home, Frodo went inside the kitchen to cook up some dinner. Merry sat outside, watching the birds, but he was quite troubled of his bandaged arm.
*If I was Pippin, I'd rip it off,* he thought. *But I ain't that little anymore.*
****
Sam was walking on the road. He was going to Mrs. Hardbottle to fetch a bottle of milk they needed. He was still very sad and hurt about what Frodo had done earlier, it was quite unfair to blame him. He had had thoughts that this had been just fine until Merry came, but tried to shake those thoughts away. But still, him and Frodo had never had a real fight until Merry showed up in Hobbiton.
*Itís not his fault,* he kept telling himself, but the thoughts wouldn't leave him. Without him noticing, the road had now taken him so that he was very close to Bag End. He tried to forget how uncomfortable it felt and moved on. When he was outside the gate, he saw Merry rush up to him. The little hobbit was wearing a bandage around his right arm.
Hi Sam!
Hello. How's your arm? Merry wrinkled his nose.
They said it was broken. So I guess we can't climb trees anymore.í
No, mumbled Sam while moving on. Merry opened the gate and followed him.
It's cold today, he said rubbing his arms, and I bet there'll be rain soon too.
Maybe you should get in then. Merry looked at Sam, who's tone was very shortcut and sounded angry somehow.
Sam, are you mad?
No, I'm not mad. The rain had now started to fall and Sam wanted to move on.
Oh good. Maybe we could do something else someday? Merry said hopefully.
No! Look, Mr. Frodo and me have never argued about things before you came! I wish you could just leave me alone, I tried to be friends but it's just troubles all the time ever since you got here!í Sam moved on with a feeling of guilt, but couldn't turn around, leaving Merry standing with his arms hanging along his sides.
****
Frodo looked out the window, but Merry wasn't there.
*Well,* he thought and shrugged is shoulders. *Merry has never been known for being good at telling what he does and its late, he's probably already gone to bed.* He yawned. *Which is the same that I will do now.*
****
Merry walked down the road, sniffing and tears was blurring his vision. Sam hated him, Frodo thought he cried too much and his parents.he didn't even want to go there. This settled it: He didn't belong in Hobbiton. He had to get back to Buckland! He had travelled the road between the two places many times so he knew which way to go. It had become very cold, and the rain was pouring down with much force, but he had to go back. No one wanted him there, it was at Brandy Hall he belonged. The rain made it hard for him to see as he stumbled forward. Sure Merry knew the way, but it had alwas seemed much shorter than it was since they were sitting in a cab and talking, looking out the windows. Sometimes he slept part of the way too. He didnít know that walking itíd take several days to reach Brandy Hall, maybe more for a lonely ten-year-old. Instead, he kept walking until he was wet and freezing to the bone. He stumbled on a piece of rock and fell right down in the mud. He tried to stand up but couldnít, the world was spinning and he felt warm strange enough. It went black in front of his eyes and he knew no more.
TBC
A/N Did anyone notice I make each chapter a day? I liked it that way, gives something to the story. Anyway, Iíve decided to make a small Q&A this time!
Q&A-section
Lizmybit: Nice story! I am anxious to see what happens next. Natta: Just go on reading!
Hmsgirl:c1:continue, please, please!! good story Natta: Thanks and I will.
c3: It's ok, I like longer chappies. Please continue, each chapter is an enjoyment, no matter how long it takes for it to get up. Natta: I try and write long, it goes easier than I thought actually.
Jounouchi Kun Joey: Oh! Frodo adopting young Merry! I had thought of that before, but it seemed a little odd. Still it's so cute ^_^! I sure hope you write more *pouts* Natta: Odd, but cute lol! I am writing and struggling all the time to get these chappies finished!
Pearl Took: Natta, this is off to a good start, I quite like it! Keep up with it and keep writing! Pearl Took Natta: Thanks. And i mailed you about helping out with îThe preyî hope youíre still interested!
Aurora: I like this story so far! Poor Merry, so far from home, and scared, and an orphan... I love hobbit angst so much. And I also love stories that focus on the relationship between Frodo and Merry. I'm looking forward to another chapter. :) And, on a side note, yes it IS annoying when you're trying to tell someone something serious and they laugh! I know how you feel. But that's really strange that your friend actually remembers a past life. Very strange indeed. Natta: That was a long review! : ) Me too love hobbit angst, and there are too few stories about Merry and Frodo, I agree. Yeah, I know itís very strange and a little scary too!
Bookworm2000:HOW DARE YOU YELL AT MERRY LIKE THAT FRODO! ::snatches little Merry away:: Oh, wait- do you promise to be nice? Okay, here you go. ::hands Merry back::Get Pippin to come over and cheer Merry up! That could work, maybe... Frodo: Yes, I'm really sorry about that, I was just so desperate and didn't know what to do. It's better now. Natta: Um how did Frodo come and write in my fic? Oh never mind. Unfortunately Pippin won't make an appearance in this story, but if I get enough reviews and enough people wants it, I think thereíll be a sequel where heíll be in.
Bye!
//Natta
P.S. It's my birthday! Iím FINALLY14!
