A/N: This takes place right after the return to the shire in return of the
king. I know what happens but for the sake of this story forget about all
that after Rivendell.
Chapter One: The Burning of the Shire, a Journey continued
Frodo walked away with Sam, leaving Merry and Pippin standing in disbelief.
"I don't believe it," Pippin said, leaning against a tree.
"Frodo where are you going?" Merry cried. "There may still be hobbits there!"
"Its gone, Merry, the shire is gone. You two are welcome to come with us, although I doubt that we'll ever have a real home anymore."
"Where're you going?" yelled Pippin.
"To Gondor. After all, that is the only place we may still be welcome," called Sam.
"That's not true!" yelled Merry. Frodo took no notice, but instead headed off with Sam. Merry slumped to the ground defeated, but Pippin pulled him up by his arm.
"Let them go. We have our own direction to go in, Merry."
"Where? Where now, now that the shire is gone?"
"To Rivendell." *~*~*~*~*~* Merry and Pippin walked for ages to get to Rivendell. Their trail was long and they were beginning to get hungry.
"I haven't had anything to eat in three days Merry," Pippin whined. "I'm starting to get really hungry."
"Shut up Pippin," Merry said turning to his companion. "Your just making me more hungry!"
"I know but I don't think I can continue like this" he said.
Merry stopped "Where are we Pippin?"
"Lost," Pippin said monotone. "And we're going to die out here of starvation."
Merry glared back at Pippin. "Have you no hope man?"
Pippin looked up confused "I'm a hobbit," he stated
Merry stopped talking and just stared at Pippin, then started to laugh.
"You know what Merry."
Merry stopped laughing and looked at him.
"I wish we had some nice mushrooms right about now." Pippin smiled. "Some nice warm, spicy mushrooms."
The two of them sat on the ground hungrily, hearing a crunch as they did. They looked under and found a patch of the very fungus they were talking about. The two boys laughed at the stroke of luck. Immediately they set to cooking them, throwing in spices they found in their packs.
"How many days to Rivendell?"
Pippin stopped to swallow. "I don't know. A few days?"
"Your ridiculous."
"Why?" he asked hurt . "Never mind."
They finished eating and packed their things, then hurried down the path. All seemed to be going well at first, then Merry suddenly tumbled down a hill.
"Merry!"
Pippin rushed to the edge and looked down, but his attention snapped up to the waterfalls that surrounded them.
"What do you see?" yelled Merry.
Pippin smiled. "Rivendell."
Merry sat up smiling. "Nothing like a good fall to wake one up," he laughed, dusting himself off.
"Lets go Merry!" Pippin said.
"Right." Merry quickly stood up and started to run towards the city. The two crossed the bridge, laughing in joy.
Chapter One: The Burning of the Shire, a Journey continued
Frodo walked away with Sam, leaving Merry and Pippin standing in disbelief.
"I don't believe it," Pippin said, leaning against a tree.
"Frodo where are you going?" Merry cried. "There may still be hobbits there!"
"Its gone, Merry, the shire is gone. You two are welcome to come with us, although I doubt that we'll ever have a real home anymore."
"Where're you going?" yelled Pippin.
"To Gondor. After all, that is the only place we may still be welcome," called Sam.
"That's not true!" yelled Merry. Frodo took no notice, but instead headed off with Sam. Merry slumped to the ground defeated, but Pippin pulled him up by his arm.
"Let them go. We have our own direction to go in, Merry."
"Where? Where now, now that the shire is gone?"
"To Rivendell." *~*~*~*~*~* Merry and Pippin walked for ages to get to Rivendell. Their trail was long and they were beginning to get hungry.
"I haven't had anything to eat in three days Merry," Pippin whined. "I'm starting to get really hungry."
"Shut up Pippin," Merry said turning to his companion. "Your just making me more hungry!"
"I know but I don't think I can continue like this" he said.
Merry stopped "Where are we Pippin?"
"Lost," Pippin said monotone. "And we're going to die out here of starvation."
Merry glared back at Pippin. "Have you no hope man?"
Pippin looked up confused "I'm a hobbit," he stated
Merry stopped talking and just stared at Pippin, then started to laugh.
"You know what Merry."
Merry stopped laughing and looked at him.
"I wish we had some nice mushrooms right about now." Pippin smiled. "Some nice warm, spicy mushrooms."
The two of them sat on the ground hungrily, hearing a crunch as they did. They looked under and found a patch of the very fungus they were talking about. The two boys laughed at the stroke of luck. Immediately they set to cooking them, throwing in spices they found in their packs.
"How many days to Rivendell?"
Pippin stopped to swallow. "I don't know. A few days?"
"Your ridiculous."
"Why?" he asked hurt . "Never mind."
They finished eating and packed their things, then hurried down the path. All seemed to be going well at first, then Merry suddenly tumbled down a hill.
"Merry!"
Pippin rushed to the edge and looked down, but his attention snapped up to the waterfalls that surrounded them.
"What do you see?" yelled Merry.
Pippin smiled. "Rivendell."
Merry sat up smiling. "Nothing like a good fall to wake one up," he laughed, dusting himself off.
"Lets go Merry!" Pippin said.
"Right." Merry quickly stood up and started to run towards the city. The two crossed the bridge, laughing in joy.
