A/N First I write at 7.00 PM before I go to school, then I write when I get
home. Feel privileged to take up all my free time! *just kidding*
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'Merry?'
'What, Pippin?'
'I'm beginning to think this was a bad idea.'
'Well then, for heaven sake, be quiet about it. If you tell Aragorn, he'll probably kill you considering how much we have nagged him to go. Why this sudden change of mind?'
'Just...the closer we get, the more I understand how small and helpless we are compared to the beings we'll fight. How can we be of any help?'
'I'm sure there's some orcs we can fight. Pip, you knew how dangerous this would be for us, right?'
'How dangerous?' Pippins voice trembled a little.
'Pippin, Aragorn told us we'd probably get killed if we got ourselves into this. I'm sorry if you didn't understand, but he didn't exaggerate.' Pippin looked scared but pulled himself together.
'Yes, I suppose that's the way it is. I just hope I can get down some orcs before that.' Merry smiled at his little cousin.
'I'm sure you will. But what do you say we sleep now? I bet we'll move on in just a few hours.' Pippin and Merry lay down on the grass which covered the rocks. It wasn't comfortable, but it had to do.
Next morning, they woke up when Aragorn shook them lightly, telling them it was time to go. Pippin rode in front of Aragorn, Merry in front of Legolas. Gimli had finally learned to ride his own horse, and they had much fun watching him. Aragorn looked stunned at them, wondering how they could be so happy when they rode towards a war which would cost them their lives. Aragorn had no doubt most of them would die, but he tried to keep his hopes up. Apparently, these two halflings were more successful than him.
'Aragorn, what kind of enemies will we be fighting?' Aragorn looked at the little hobbit in front of him, suddenly regretting letting them go to the war. They couldn't possibly have any idea what they would face once they got there. What he didn't know, was that he underestimated them. They knew they would die, and they had accepted it. Now they could at least be happy while they were still alive. Hobbits are different than men, they don't grieve in advance, that would be wasting their time. (A/N this is just my idea, I haven't made any research on the subject. But it seems to make sense somehow.) He hesitated a little before answering.
'Well, there will be a lot of different enemies, orcs as well as other beings hard to describe.' Aragorn looked at Legolas and spoke with him.
A/N They spoke in elvish, but I've wrote it in english, since I don't know elvish, and I bet you don't either. (But if someone does, contact me NOW!)
'Legolas, I'm afraid for these two. I wish I had not let them come. They will be killed, and they have no idea what they are facing.' Legolas looked thoughtful.
'You didn't say that when Frodo and Sam left on their own. Still they had you-know-what and if they fail, it would be the doom of middle-earth. Why do you think Merry and Pippin would not make it if Frodo and Sam would?' Aragorn looked down. That was a hard question to answer.
'I don't know, it's just a feeling I have. I trust Frodo to make it, he's much older than these two and I suspect Bilbo taught him a lot. I think they will make it, to sneak around, not being seen. I can't imagine two halflings surviving a great battle.' Legolas said no more, neither did Aragorn. They just continued in silence, watching Gimli's struggles to stay on the horse.
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Frodo had been stirring all night, causing Sam too to stay awake. Only Gollum slept, but Sam wasn't completely sure he was asleep. He still didn't trust the creature, although Frodo told him to see that he had changed.
'Mr Frodo, are you all right?'
'Yes Sam. It's just...I'm thinking about our friends, how they are doing. Especially Merry and Pippin. I don't think I ever told you this, but orcs almost found me just before we left the fellowship. Merry and Pippin were near, and they made the orcs follow them to protect me. I'm still worried about them, what if the orcs killed them?' Frodo shivered, realising what they probably had done.
'No, they wouldn't waste them like that. They would take them to Mordor and try to get information out of them.' Sam reassuringly put a gentle hand on Frodo's shoulder.
'Don't worry Mr. Frodo. I'm sure Merry and Pippin wouldn't tell them anyone.' Frodo looked at him, annoyed.
'Of course they wouldn't tell anything. But I can't bear the thought of my little cousins getting tortured. Lashes on Merry's and Pippin's bare backs...' He began to sob. Sam also shivered at the thought.
'Mr. Frodo, we can't be certain of that. Maybe they are fine, with Strider and the others in Gondor, perfectly safe. Please try to get some sleep now, we have to move on soon.
Sam lay down beside Frodo, not knowing Merry and Pippin were in fact in Gondor, with Strider and the others, but hardly safe. They were rather riding to their doom.
A/N Just felt like putting in Frodo and Sam somewhere. Just don't expect this to turn into a Frodo and Sam-story...my puppies are still Merry and Pippin!
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'Merry?'
'What, Pippin?'
'I'm beginning to think this was a bad idea.'
'Well then, for heaven sake, be quiet about it. If you tell Aragorn, he'll probably kill you considering how much we have nagged him to go. Why this sudden change of mind?'
'Just...the closer we get, the more I understand how small and helpless we are compared to the beings we'll fight. How can we be of any help?'
'I'm sure there's some orcs we can fight. Pip, you knew how dangerous this would be for us, right?'
'How dangerous?' Pippins voice trembled a little.
'Pippin, Aragorn told us we'd probably get killed if we got ourselves into this. I'm sorry if you didn't understand, but he didn't exaggerate.' Pippin looked scared but pulled himself together.
'Yes, I suppose that's the way it is. I just hope I can get down some orcs before that.' Merry smiled at his little cousin.
'I'm sure you will. But what do you say we sleep now? I bet we'll move on in just a few hours.' Pippin and Merry lay down on the grass which covered the rocks. It wasn't comfortable, but it had to do.
Next morning, they woke up when Aragorn shook them lightly, telling them it was time to go. Pippin rode in front of Aragorn, Merry in front of Legolas. Gimli had finally learned to ride his own horse, and they had much fun watching him. Aragorn looked stunned at them, wondering how they could be so happy when they rode towards a war which would cost them their lives. Aragorn had no doubt most of them would die, but he tried to keep his hopes up. Apparently, these two halflings were more successful than him.
'Aragorn, what kind of enemies will we be fighting?' Aragorn looked at the little hobbit in front of him, suddenly regretting letting them go to the war. They couldn't possibly have any idea what they would face once they got there. What he didn't know, was that he underestimated them. They knew they would die, and they had accepted it. Now they could at least be happy while they were still alive. Hobbits are different than men, they don't grieve in advance, that would be wasting their time. (A/N this is just my idea, I haven't made any research on the subject. But it seems to make sense somehow.) He hesitated a little before answering.
'Well, there will be a lot of different enemies, orcs as well as other beings hard to describe.' Aragorn looked at Legolas and spoke with him.
A/N They spoke in elvish, but I've wrote it in english, since I don't know elvish, and I bet you don't either. (But if someone does, contact me NOW!)
'Legolas, I'm afraid for these two. I wish I had not let them come. They will be killed, and they have no idea what they are facing.' Legolas looked thoughtful.
'You didn't say that when Frodo and Sam left on their own. Still they had you-know-what and if they fail, it would be the doom of middle-earth. Why do you think Merry and Pippin would not make it if Frodo and Sam would?' Aragorn looked down. That was a hard question to answer.
'I don't know, it's just a feeling I have. I trust Frodo to make it, he's much older than these two and I suspect Bilbo taught him a lot. I think they will make it, to sneak around, not being seen. I can't imagine two halflings surviving a great battle.' Legolas said no more, neither did Aragorn. They just continued in silence, watching Gimli's struggles to stay on the horse.
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Frodo had been stirring all night, causing Sam too to stay awake. Only Gollum slept, but Sam wasn't completely sure he was asleep. He still didn't trust the creature, although Frodo told him to see that he had changed.
'Mr Frodo, are you all right?'
'Yes Sam. It's just...I'm thinking about our friends, how they are doing. Especially Merry and Pippin. I don't think I ever told you this, but orcs almost found me just before we left the fellowship. Merry and Pippin were near, and they made the orcs follow them to protect me. I'm still worried about them, what if the orcs killed them?' Frodo shivered, realising what they probably had done.
'No, they wouldn't waste them like that. They would take them to Mordor and try to get information out of them.' Sam reassuringly put a gentle hand on Frodo's shoulder.
'Don't worry Mr. Frodo. I'm sure Merry and Pippin wouldn't tell them anyone.' Frodo looked at him, annoyed.
'Of course they wouldn't tell anything. But I can't bear the thought of my little cousins getting tortured. Lashes on Merry's and Pippin's bare backs...' He began to sob. Sam also shivered at the thought.
'Mr. Frodo, we can't be certain of that. Maybe they are fine, with Strider and the others in Gondor, perfectly safe. Please try to get some sleep now, we have to move on soon.
Sam lay down beside Frodo, not knowing Merry and Pippin were in fact in Gondor, with Strider and the others, but hardly safe. They were rather riding to their doom.
A/N Just felt like putting in Frodo and Sam somewhere. Just don't expect this to turn into a Frodo and Sam-story...my puppies are still Merry and Pippin!
