I thought that there wasn't enough suicidal Pippin stories out there. There are probably a ton and I haven't read hardly any of them, so forgive me if I am wrong. Also, I thought I would try a suicidal story because I was at one time suicidal, but I am not making my life story into a fan fic. This is set before the books, Pippin is younger, Merry is a little older than him. Frodo might make an appearance in this. If Frodo makes an appearance, Sam might to. I am making this up, so please no flames, actually, if you want to flame me, I don't mind, gives me something to laugh at.
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Pippin was strolling along in the woods when he caught a glimpse of a figure moving towards him. He began to think of all the people in the Shire that he didn't want it to be. He started to make a mental list, but soon lost his train of thought, when he heard a young boy yell at him.
"Hey there scrawny! Awe, what's the matter baby Pippin? No one show up to baby you and walk you home?" The boy, who was a little older than Pippin, questioned.
"Please, just leave me alone." Pippin pleaded. He had no desire to be beat up on the way home, just to be in worse trouble with his father. Pippin was running late and his father wanted him home promptly.
"Now, you know I can't do that. It would be uncharacteristic." The Hobbit boasted.
"Please Merry. I know I am your least favorite cousin, but can't you just treat me like family?" Pippin, once again pleaded, as he picked up his pace.
"Get your pathetic little Hobbit butt home, I am not going to waste my time with you." Merry told him, as he turned and walked the opposite direction.
Pippin was not sure why everyone in his family hated him. His cousins hated him, his father hated him, his aunt and uncle never wanted to be around him and worst of all Merry, the only Hobbit Pippin looked up to, hated him the most. He called him names and teased him about being small and skinny. He guessed that most of the people he knew hated him because he was always in the way or doing something wrong, but he could never figure out why Merry hated him so much.
Pippin walked for a little while longer, until he noticed who the figure in the distance was. As luck would have it, it was his father, probably out looking for him to scorn him. The closer he got to his father the more he could see his father's face. His face was twisted with anger, and Pippin wanted nothing more than to be away from everyone and everything. He couldn't take it anymore, all the harassment and yelling. Before he had time to think anything through, Pippin come up with an idea on how to rid everyone of himself, the pest.
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I hope you like it so far. I made Merry mean so I can develop his character better and how much he actually cares for his cousin. But will it be too late??? Find out in later chapters…
TBC