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This is a challenge Fic set me by my friend Fi-Fo the Black Queen () we have set each other ten - six Harry Potter, two Belgariad/Mallorean and two Lord of the Rings. They have to fit certain criteria as outlined below:
People involved: Merry and Pippin, Eladan & Elrohir (Elrond's twins), a Bal- roq Item: a curiously shaped stick Quote: "Where did that glass come from?" - Merry End: someone laughing hysterically ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~
Merry and Pippin were just outside the elvish forrest which enclosed Rivendell, sitting on a blanket with a large basket, in which was a large amount of food. On the plain of grass behind them was two elves, Eladan and Elrohir, Elrond's twin sons. They were examining a curiously shaped stick that Elrohir had picked up from the ground.
"Here ye go, Merry," Pippin passed Merry an apple from the basket.
"What else do we have?" Merry asked, biting into the apple.
"Lamos bread," Pippin replied, pulling out the elvish bread.
Merry frowned. "I still don't see what is so special about that sort of bread."
Behind them, as Merry and Pippin continued unpacking their basket of food, Eladan and Elrohir were suddenly confronted with an earth Bal-roq and were shocked into running away from it in circles on the plain. The Bal-roq gave chase. The curiously shaped stick was held tightly in Elrohir's hand.
At the same time, in front of Merry and Pippin, a glass appeared. Merry noticed it first, and paused midway through his second piece of lamos bread.
"Pippin."
"Yes, Merry?" Pippin looked up from his ale.
"Where did the glass come from?"
"I don't know, Merry," Pippin went back to his ale.
Merry frowned.
On the plain behind, the twins had stopped running from the Bal- roq and instead were standing, together, in front of it, holding out the curiously shaped stick. The Bal-roq looked like it was having second thoughts about killing them, but it was not clear that the reason it was having second thoughts was because of fear of the twins, Eladan and Elrohir or because of an irrational fear of that curiously shaped stick.
"Pippin."
"Yes, Merry?"
"It's a very nice glass."
"That it is, Merry."
"I think I want that glass, Pippin."
"Well then Merry, take it."
Merry leant forward to pick up the glass, but his hand went right through it. At first he thought that he just hadn't leant far enough forward. So, with Pippin looking on over the top of his mug of ale and a piece of lamos bread, he reached out again for the glass.
Pippin laughed when it was clear that Merry's hand had gone right through the glass. He laughed harder when Merry's hand went through it again and again and again.
By the time Eladan and Elrohir came over to see what had happened, after banishing the Bal-roq by using it's irrational fear of that curiously shaped stick- which was still held purposefully in Elrohir's hand, Pippin was rolling around on the ground hysterical with laughter, while Merry tried again and again to get his hand on that glass.
This is a challenge Fic set me by my friend Fi-Fo the Black Queen () we have set each other ten - six Harry Potter, two Belgariad/Mallorean and two Lord of the Rings. They have to fit certain criteria as outlined below:
People involved: Merry and Pippin, Eladan & Elrohir (Elrond's twins), a Bal- roq Item: a curiously shaped stick Quote: "Where did that glass come from?" - Merry End: someone laughing hysterically ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~
Merry and Pippin were just outside the elvish forrest which enclosed Rivendell, sitting on a blanket with a large basket, in which was a large amount of food. On the plain of grass behind them was two elves, Eladan and Elrohir, Elrond's twin sons. They were examining a curiously shaped stick that Elrohir had picked up from the ground.
"Here ye go, Merry," Pippin passed Merry an apple from the basket.
"What else do we have?" Merry asked, biting into the apple.
"Lamos bread," Pippin replied, pulling out the elvish bread.
Merry frowned. "I still don't see what is so special about that sort of bread."
Behind them, as Merry and Pippin continued unpacking their basket of food, Eladan and Elrohir were suddenly confronted with an earth Bal-roq and were shocked into running away from it in circles on the plain. The Bal-roq gave chase. The curiously shaped stick was held tightly in Elrohir's hand.
At the same time, in front of Merry and Pippin, a glass appeared. Merry noticed it first, and paused midway through his second piece of lamos bread.
"Pippin."
"Yes, Merry?" Pippin looked up from his ale.
"Where did the glass come from?"
"I don't know, Merry," Pippin went back to his ale.
Merry frowned.
On the plain behind, the twins had stopped running from the Bal- roq and instead were standing, together, in front of it, holding out the curiously shaped stick. The Bal-roq looked like it was having second thoughts about killing them, but it was not clear that the reason it was having second thoughts was because of fear of the twins, Eladan and Elrohir or because of an irrational fear of that curiously shaped stick.
"Pippin."
"Yes, Merry?"
"It's a very nice glass."
"That it is, Merry."
"I think I want that glass, Pippin."
"Well then Merry, take it."
Merry leant forward to pick up the glass, but his hand went right through it. At first he thought that he just hadn't leant far enough forward. So, with Pippin looking on over the top of his mug of ale and a piece of lamos bread, he reached out again for the glass.
Pippin laughed when it was clear that Merry's hand had gone right through the glass. He laughed harder when Merry's hand went through it again and again and again.
By the time Eladan and Elrohir came over to see what had happened, after banishing the Bal-roq by using it's irrational fear of that curiously shaped stick- which was still held purposefully in Elrohir's hand, Pippin was rolling around on the ground hysterical with laughter, while Merry tried again and again to get his hand on that glass.