Merry and Pippin
Note- Ok, let's see. Age of Merry and Pippin? I guess you will have to read it and see how old you think they are. Though most people don't realize it, Merry and Pippin are very complex characters. One minute they may be comical little hobbit lads, and the next they are serious grown up hobbits. That's what I love about them. They are willing to risk their lives for one another, yet they still joke on each other and act like they haven't a care in the world. Wow, I'm rambling on here!! Sorry about that. What I'm saying is that you'll have to interpret their ages for yourself, because I really can't say. Yeah, and I know Bilbo's not really evil. It's all the ring (and the fact that he fit the part for my story).
Chapter Three- What has it Gots in its Pocketses?
The two hobbits had fallen asleep after waiting well into the night for Bilbo to return. The sun had risen before Merry had finally given up hope that their great uncle would come.
"Merry, don't worry so much. Bilbo might have just gone back to the house to get something we forgot. I'm sure he'll be back." Said the younger hobbit hopefully. It was against his cheerful nature to sulk and worry. Unfortunately, Merry wasn't so optimistic at the moment.
"Don't you get it, Pip? He left up ON PURPOSE! He isn't coming back! Oh, how could we have been so stupid? We should have known it was a trick! We'll be stuck here forever."
Pippin knew that his brother was upset and needed to sulk for a while. The best thing for him to do would be to find something to occupy himself with until Merry stopped panicking and thought of a plan. He glanced around the campsite. Something lying below the surrounding trees caught his eye. He walked over to find a pretty green rock, which he placed in his pockets with the stones he had collected the day before. A little further on, he found another. Pippin discovered that when he squinted, the rock looked like the head of an oliphaunt.
'I've seen this rock before! It's one of Merry's. I remember trying to trade him for it!' He glanced back at his brother. Although his pockets had been bulging with rocks yesterday, they now appeared empty. Pippin sneaked closer and saw a small rip in the seam at the bottom of the pocket. It was just a bit too small for the rocks to fall freely through; however, if he were to move around a lot, one rock at a time could easily been pushed out.
"Merry! I know how we can get home!" he cried jovially. He quickly showed Merry the hole in the pocket and the stones (which Merry snatched back immediately).
"Pippin, you're a genius!" He shouted as they followed the rock trail towards home.
~*~Meanwhile~*~
"Oh, Arwen, it was horrible! I heard wargs, so I turned back. I thought they were behind me! If I had known they weren't following, I would have looked for them right then. But now, they've doubtlessly wandered off from where they were. I admit, I know the Shire Forest better that anyone else, but that's still no guarantee that I'll be able to find them." Bilbo lied to his niece. He was pleased that he sounded so convincing. He had even managed to work up a few tears. By now, Arwen was sobbing.
"Now, now, dear. This could be for the better. Perhaps they'll be found by some dirty yet handsome king that will take them to his kingdom to be raised as princes." Arwen didn't look convinced.
"You go out there and find them now!" She whispered, in a calm and terrifying voice.
"But...but... there are wargs out there! It's dangerous for an old man to go out there alone!!" His elvish niece glared at him. Her expression was somewhere between sorrow and rage. It was frightening to behold.
"My sons are out there, Bilbo. You go find them, and I mean NOW!!!!" With that, she tossed him out the door.
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Another warg howled in the distance. Pippin shivered. Although forests can be exciting and good for adventures, they have some down sides. Besides the fact that it's easy to get lost in one, they stay dark, even in the day. Pippin may have been able to laugh the whole situation off while they were sitting at a campfire; doing so in the dark was a different thing entirely. Merry noticed that his brother was being uncharacteristically silent. Since he was older, he naturally felt protective of Pippin. He pondered for a moment on the best way to cheer Pippin up before he finally broke out into song.
'The road goes ever on and on,
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the road has gone,
And I must follow if I can.'
Pippin let a shy smile sneak across his face as he joined in on the second verse.
'Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it finds some larger way,
Where many paths and errands meet,
And whither then? I cannot say.'
The hobbit siblings burst into a fit of giggles before continuing the lines they could remember. When they finished their song, they immediately began singing another, to drown out the wargs mournful cries.
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"Stupid brats! Stupid wargs! Stupid trees! Darn them! Darn them all to HECK!" (A/N Hey, this is rated g, ok?) Bilbo shouted. (Living with two young hobbits and a very protective mother had taken its toll in Bilbo; he had forgotten all the colorful words he used to know.)
'Stupid Arwen. Now I'm going to have to stay out in these stupid, cold woods with the stupid wargs, just to make her think I've been looking for the stupid kids so I can get a decent meal!!' Bilbo snarled and continued mumbling to himself. Suddenly, his old hobbit ears perked up. He heard voices singing! He sneaked up silently and saw...
"Hey, Pippin! These woods look familiar! We must be close to home!" shouted Merry in glee. "We'll be back in our hobbit-hole in no time!"
"I don't think that's going to happen!" yelled Bilbo as he sprang from his hiding place and grabbed the hobbits. Pippin screamed. Both Shirelings began struggling madly.
"Merry, look, he can't hold us both!" whispered Pippin as he brought his bare foot down on Bilbo's toes.
"No, but I can hold ONE of you!" cackled Bilbo, pushing Merry away suddenly and dragging the smaller hobbit into the woods.
"Merry, run!" Pippin shouted. "Go get Mom!"
'Oh no! What do I do? Mom will help, but if I let Bilbo get out of my sight, Pippin will be lost forever! But if I follow, I'll get lost too!' Merry gritted his teeth and made his decision....
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Peace out!
Note- Ok, let's see. Age of Merry and Pippin? I guess you will have to read it and see how old you think they are. Though most people don't realize it, Merry and Pippin are very complex characters. One minute they may be comical little hobbit lads, and the next they are serious grown up hobbits. That's what I love about them. They are willing to risk their lives for one another, yet they still joke on each other and act like they haven't a care in the world. Wow, I'm rambling on here!! Sorry about that. What I'm saying is that you'll have to interpret their ages for yourself, because I really can't say. Yeah, and I know Bilbo's not really evil. It's all the ring (and the fact that he fit the part for my story).
Chapter Three- What has it Gots in its Pocketses?
The two hobbits had fallen asleep after waiting well into the night for Bilbo to return. The sun had risen before Merry had finally given up hope that their great uncle would come.
"Merry, don't worry so much. Bilbo might have just gone back to the house to get something we forgot. I'm sure he'll be back." Said the younger hobbit hopefully. It was against his cheerful nature to sulk and worry. Unfortunately, Merry wasn't so optimistic at the moment.
"Don't you get it, Pip? He left up ON PURPOSE! He isn't coming back! Oh, how could we have been so stupid? We should have known it was a trick! We'll be stuck here forever."
Pippin knew that his brother was upset and needed to sulk for a while. The best thing for him to do would be to find something to occupy himself with until Merry stopped panicking and thought of a plan. He glanced around the campsite. Something lying below the surrounding trees caught his eye. He walked over to find a pretty green rock, which he placed in his pockets with the stones he had collected the day before. A little further on, he found another. Pippin discovered that when he squinted, the rock looked like the head of an oliphaunt.
'I've seen this rock before! It's one of Merry's. I remember trying to trade him for it!' He glanced back at his brother. Although his pockets had been bulging with rocks yesterday, they now appeared empty. Pippin sneaked closer and saw a small rip in the seam at the bottom of the pocket. It was just a bit too small for the rocks to fall freely through; however, if he were to move around a lot, one rock at a time could easily been pushed out.
"Merry! I know how we can get home!" he cried jovially. He quickly showed Merry the hole in the pocket and the stones (which Merry snatched back immediately).
"Pippin, you're a genius!" He shouted as they followed the rock trail towards home.
~*~Meanwhile~*~
"Oh, Arwen, it was horrible! I heard wargs, so I turned back. I thought they were behind me! If I had known they weren't following, I would have looked for them right then. But now, they've doubtlessly wandered off from where they were. I admit, I know the Shire Forest better that anyone else, but that's still no guarantee that I'll be able to find them." Bilbo lied to his niece. He was pleased that he sounded so convincing. He had even managed to work up a few tears. By now, Arwen was sobbing.
"Now, now, dear. This could be for the better. Perhaps they'll be found by some dirty yet handsome king that will take them to his kingdom to be raised as princes." Arwen didn't look convinced.
"You go out there and find them now!" She whispered, in a calm and terrifying voice.
"But...but... there are wargs out there! It's dangerous for an old man to go out there alone!!" His elvish niece glared at him. Her expression was somewhere between sorrow and rage. It was frightening to behold.
"My sons are out there, Bilbo. You go find them, and I mean NOW!!!!" With that, she tossed him out the door.
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Another warg howled in the distance. Pippin shivered. Although forests can be exciting and good for adventures, they have some down sides. Besides the fact that it's easy to get lost in one, they stay dark, even in the day. Pippin may have been able to laugh the whole situation off while they were sitting at a campfire; doing so in the dark was a different thing entirely. Merry noticed that his brother was being uncharacteristically silent. Since he was older, he naturally felt protective of Pippin. He pondered for a moment on the best way to cheer Pippin up before he finally broke out into song.
'The road goes ever on and on,
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the road has gone,
And I must follow if I can.'
Pippin let a shy smile sneak across his face as he joined in on the second verse.
'Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it finds some larger way,
Where many paths and errands meet,
And whither then? I cannot say.'
The hobbit siblings burst into a fit of giggles before continuing the lines they could remember. When they finished their song, they immediately began singing another, to drown out the wargs mournful cries.
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"Stupid brats! Stupid wargs! Stupid trees! Darn them! Darn them all to HECK!" (A/N Hey, this is rated g, ok?) Bilbo shouted. (Living with two young hobbits and a very protective mother had taken its toll in Bilbo; he had forgotten all the colorful words he used to know.)
'Stupid Arwen. Now I'm going to have to stay out in these stupid, cold woods with the stupid wargs, just to make her think I've been looking for the stupid kids so I can get a decent meal!!' Bilbo snarled and continued mumbling to himself. Suddenly, his old hobbit ears perked up. He heard voices singing! He sneaked up silently and saw...
"Hey, Pippin! These woods look familiar! We must be close to home!" shouted Merry in glee. "We'll be back in our hobbit-hole in no time!"
"I don't think that's going to happen!" yelled Bilbo as he sprang from his hiding place and grabbed the hobbits. Pippin screamed. Both Shirelings began struggling madly.
"Merry, look, he can't hold us both!" whispered Pippin as he brought his bare foot down on Bilbo's toes.
"No, but I can hold ONE of you!" cackled Bilbo, pushing Merry away suddenly and dragging the smaller hobbit into the woods.
"Merry, run!" Pippin shouted. "Go get Mom!"
'Oh no! What do I do? Mom will help, but if I let Bilbo get out of my sight, Pippin will be lost forever! But if I follow, I'll get lost too!' Merry gritted his teeth and made his decision....
~ *~ *~ *~ *~ *~ *~ *~ *~ *~ *~ *~ *~ *~ *~ *~ *~ *~ *~ *~ *~ *~ * Don, don, don! Oh, what's he gonna do? Hahaha, I know and you have to wait and find out (even though you probably know already). The moral of this chapter is- It's always good to know what you've got in your pocketses!
Peace out!