Merry and Pippin
Note- Thank you all for the reviews! I'd just like to say that I am going to put more LOTR into the future chapters, not just switch names. As for length, I'll try to make these chapters longer. Chapter I was the intro, so it's not supposed to be as long.
Chapter II ~A camping trip and Lembas Bread
Bilbo's brilliant plan came the next morning. Arwen was busy baking lembas in the kitchen, and the two young hobbits were playing outside. He paced anxiously around his cramped bedroom, cleverly piecing the details together.
"Yes, it is perfect! I'll take them out into the woods, on a ...camping trip! Yes, that works. Then, I'll...I'll LEAVE THEM!!! MUAHAHAHA!!! Yes, what a perfect plan. Mine, my own, my precsioussssss plan!!!!!" He mumbled insanely to himself. (See what happens when you deprive a hobbit of food?)
~Meanwhile~
"Merry?"
What, Pippin?"
I'm bored, Merry."
"I am to, Pippin. Stop complaining."
"We should think of a new game. That'd be fun"
"Pippin, look around. We're in the Shire. There's nothing here but trees and rocks!"
Pippin glanced around. It was true. The only thing he could see other than the tiny hole they inhabited was... rocks and trees. And as entertaining as rocks and trees are, they can only keep two problematic hobbits occupied for a short time. They had already played 'Climb the tree', 'Climb the Rock', 'Throw the Rock at Tree', 'Throw the Rock at the Other Rock', 'Throw the Rock at the Hobbit Hole', 'Throw the Rock at each other', and 'Pick up the Pretty Rocks and Put them in your Pocketes'. In other words, they were bored. "They're got to be SOMETHING to do, Merry." Pippin finally stated. Merry just groaned. Pippin could be such a PAIN sometimes!
"Hello boys! Having fun?" Both hobbits nearly jumped out of their tunics when they heard the voice from behind them. They whipped around to see... Bilbo. While they had been talking and observing the surrounding trees and rocks, Bilbo must have sneaked up behind them. But Bilbo NEVER came outside, not even to smoke his pipe weed! That wasn't the strangest thing though; Bilbo sounded almost cheerful. Pippin and Merry were both too stunned to reply.
"You see, I was just thinking that if you weren't too busy out here, you might want to go for a walk in the woods. We could even make a camping trip out of it!"
Merry and Pippin turned to face each other. Spending time alone with their great (or not-so-great, as Merry often whispered to Pippin) uncle was not their idea of a fun afternoon, but neither could think of anything better to do. They reluctantly nodded their heads and went back into the hole to pack their things for the trip. Bilbo let out on of those evil laughs that sent shivers up their spines.
'Muahahaha! I fooled them!! I'm so tricksey! Now, I just need to pull the wool over Arwen's eyes and I'm home free! Those stupid brats won't be able to find their way home!!! Oh well, more food for me!' He thought as he went to speak to Arwen.
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"Well, I guess they can go..." said Arwen suspiciously. "But they have to wear their cloaks, and they have to be in bed by nine forty-five."
"Oh, of course, Arwen dear! I'm just so glad to be spending some quality time with my two favorite adopted grand-nephews!" Bilbo said sweetly. He pulled Merry and Pippin squirming into a huge hug. Then he abruptly shoved them out the door and down the snaking path. Arwen waved good-bye, wondering if Bilbo had gotten soft in his old age and finally grown fond the lovable little halflings.
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"Hey, Pippin, what do you think's going on?" Merry whispered, as Bilbo walked ahead of them.
"I don't know. I thought he hated us. Maybe he's been at his pipe to long or something." Replied Pippin in a hushed voice. They could both hear Bilbo talking quietly to himself as he lead them off of the path and deeper into the forest, laughing his chilling laughs and whispering something about a 'precious plan'. They couldn't decipher what he was saying, so they began talking again, trying to identify the different trees and strange bird songs they saw and heard as they walked along.
They stopped walking after a nearly five-hour walk. Both thought that they were going to collapse with exhaustion. Merry began setting up the small tent they had brought as Pippin pulled out three wafers of freshly baked lembas bread. The younger hobbit was surprised to find that Bilbo didn't launch himself at the food immediately. Instead, he sat down beside a tree and pulled out his pipe. He began puffing out smoke at a horrendous rate, until the whole campsite was enveloped in a cloud of the reaking fumes. Merry and Pippin were forced to leave. Coughing, they moved to a place just beyond the smoke where they could still see the campsite through their burning eyes. They knew that if they were to lose site of it, they could get lost in the forest and never come out...
A swift wind came whistling through the trees a few moments later. The fresh breeze cleared the smoke away, revealing an empty campsite. Both of the small shirelings gasped at the site. Bilbo, the only one who knew the way back, had vanished in the puff of smoke!
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Oh, I made a cliff-hanger!!! Do you like it so far?? The moral of chappy 2 is-Never trust the food deprived hobbit.
Note- Thank you all for the reviews! I'd just like to say that I am going to put more LOTR into the future chapters, not just switch names. As for length, I'll try to make these chapters longer. Chapter I was the intro, so it's not supposed to be as long.
Chapter II ~A camping trip and Lembas Bread
Bilbo's brilliant plan came the next morning. Arwen was busy baking lembas in the kitchen, and the two young hobbits were playing outside. He paced anxiously around his cramped bedroom, cleverly piecing the details together.
"Yes, it is perfect! I'll take them out into the woods, on a ...camping trip! Yes, that works. Then, I'll...I'll LEAVE THEM!!! MUAHAHAHA!!! Yes, what a perfect plan. Mine, my own, my precsioussssss plan!!!!!" He mumbled insanely to himself. (See what happens when you deprive a hobbit of food?)
~Meanwhile~
"Merry?"
What, Pippin?"
I'm bored, Merry."
"I am to, Pippin. Stop complaining."
"We should think of a new game. That'd be fun"
"Pippin, look around. We're in the Shire. There's nothing here but trees and rocks!"
Pippin glanced around. It was true. The only thing he could see other than the tiny hole they inhabited was... rocks and trees. And as entertaining as rocks and trees are, they can only keep two problematic hobbits occupied for a short time. They had already played 'Climb the tree', 'Climb the Rock', 'Throw the Rock at Tree', 'Throw the Rock at the Other Rock', 'Throw the Rock at the Hobbit Hole', 'Throw the Rock at each other', and 'Pick up the Pretty Rocks and Put them in your Pocketes'. In other words, they were bored. "They're got to be SOMETHING to do, Merry." Pippin finally stated. Merry just groaned. Pippin could be such a PAIN sometimes!
"Hello boys! Having fun?" Both hobbits nearly jumped out of their tunics when they heard the voice from behind them. They whipped around to see... Bilbo. While they had been talking and observing the surrounding trees and rocks, Bilbo must have sneaked up behind them. But Bilbo NEVER came outside, not even to smoke his pipe weed! That wasn't the strangest thing though; Bilbo sounded almost cheerful. Pippin and Merry were both too stunned to reply.
"You see, I was just thinking that if you weren't too busy out here, you might want to go for a walk in the woods. We could even make a camping trip out of it!"
Merry and Pippin turned to face each other. Spending time alone with their great (or not-so-great, as Merry often whispered to Pippin) uncle was not their idea of a fun afternoon, but neither could think of anything better to do. They reluctantly nodded their heads and went back into the hole to pack their things for the trip. Bilbo let out on of those evil laughs that sent shivers up their spines.
'Muahahaha! I fooled them!! I'm so tricksey! Now, I just need to pull the wool over Arwen's eyes and I'm home free! Those stupid brats won't be able to find their way home!!! Oh well, more food for me!' He thought as he went to speak to Arwen.
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ *
"Well, I guess they can go..." said Arwen suspiciously. "But they have to wear their cloaks, and they have to be in bed by nine forty-five."
"Oh, of course, Arwen dear! I'm just so glad to be spending some quality time with my two favorite adopted grand-nephews!" Bilbo said sweetly. He pulled Merry and Pippin squirming into a huge hug. Then he abruptly shoved them out the door and down the snaking path. Arwen waved good-bye, wondering if Bilbo had gotten soft in his old age and finally grown fond the lovable little halflings.
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ *
"Hey, Pippin, what do you think's going on?" Merry whispered, as Bilbo walked ahead of them.
"I don't know. I thought he hated us. Maybe he's been at his pipe to long or something." Replied Pippin in a hushed voice. They could both hear Bilbo talking quietly to himself as he lead them off of the path and deeper into the forest, laughing his chilling laughs and whispering something about a 'precious plan'. They couldn't decipher what he was saying, so they began talking again, trying to identify the different trees and strange bird songs they saw and heard as they walked along.
They stopped walking after a nearly five-hour walk. Both thought that they were going to collapse with exhaustion. Merry began setting up the small tent they had brought as Pippin pulled out three wafers of freshly baked lembas bread. The younger hobbit was surprised to find that Bilbo didn't launch himself at the food immediately. Instead, he sat down beside a tree and pulled out his pipe. He began puffing out smoke at a horrendous rate, until the whole campsite was enveloped in a cloud of the reaking fumes. Merry and Pippin were forced to leave. Coughing, they moved to a place just beyond the smoke where they could still see the campsite through their burning eyes. They knew that if they were to lose site of it, they could get lost in the forest and never come out...
A swift wind came whistling through the trees a few moments later. The fresh breeze cleared the smoke away, revealing an empty campsite. Both of the small shirelings gasped at the site. Bilbo, the only one who knew the way back, had vanished in the puff of smoke!
-- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --
Oh, I made a cliff-hanger!!! Do you like it so far?? The moral of chappy 2 is-Never trust the food deprived hobbit.