Outcast
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: I have no idea what Pearl's husband's name is. So I made one up till I find out about the real one. And another thing: They really are NOT gay in this fic. When they talk about love, they mean brotherly love.
Chapter 10
Pippin ...
Where are you?
Please ... I need you ...
Merry was still asleep in his bed; his little face a masc of pure pain. Inhaling and exhaling hurt him as well as the fact that the only person he had ever loved wasn't with him. Pippin, who was like a brother to him, Pippin, whose mere presence made Merry happy. Why had he left him, the sunshine of his life?
Pippin yawned and stretched. He sniffled and soon the smell of bacon and fried potatoes found the way into his tiny nose. He grinned and jumped out of his bed.
"Peaaarl!"
"What is it, darling?", she asked, smiling.
"I'm hungry!"
She laughed and soon the whole family was eating, until Pearl's husband, Robin, cleared his throat.
"Pippin, I met Mr. Brandybuck today."
Pippin looked up with huge emerald green eyes.
"Oh?"
"He said Merry's really ill." Robin sighed. "He might die." Tears welled up in Pippin's eyes.
"Why didn't they tell me? I would've spent my time at Merry's bed! I would've helped him like he helped me!"
Pearl looked at her younger brother. "Are you really willing to do this? He might not be the Merry you knew ..."
"I don't care! Friendship and love are forever, no matter what!" He got up, wiping his tears away. "I have weeped for too long. Now it's time to get up and live."
It took Pippin about two hours to get to Brandy Hall although he forced everything from the pony that it could give. When he finally arrived he stormed through the door, ignoring his aunt and uncle and ran and ran until he arrived at Merry's room.
"Merry! Oh Merry!"
Pippin ran towards Merry's side and rocked him, gently.
"Merry, I'm so sorry."
Merry didn't look up; he was still caught in dreams.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: I have no idea what Pearl's husband's name is. So I made one up till I find out about the real one. And another thing: They really are NOT gay in this fic. When they talk about love, they mean brotherly love.
Chapter 10
Pippin ...
Where are you?
Please ... I need you ...
Merry was still asleep in his bed; his little face a masc of pure pain. Inhaling and exhaling hurt him as well as the fact that the only person he had ever loved wasn't with him. Pippin, who was like a brother to him, Pippin, whose mere presence made Merry happy. Why had he left him, the sunshine of his life?
Pippin yawned and stretched. He sniffled and soon the smell of bacon and fried potatoes found the way into his tiny nose. He grinned and jumped out of his bed.
"Peaaarl!"
"What is it, darling?", she asked, smiling.
"I'm hungry!"
She laughed and soon the whole family was eating, until Pearl's husband, Robin, cleared his throat.
"Pippin, I met Mr. Brandybuck today."
Pippin looked up with huge emerald green eyes.
"Oh?"
"He said Merry's really ill." Robin sighed. "He might die." Tears welled up in Pippin's eyes.
"Why didn't they tell me? I would've spent my time at Merry's bed! I would've helped him like he helped me!"
Pearl looked at her younger brother. "Are you really willing to do this? He might not be the Merry you knew ..."
"I don't care! Friendship and love are forever, no matter what!" He got up, wiping his tears away. "I have weeped for too long. Now it's time to get up and live."
It took Pippin about two hours to get to Brandy Hall although he forced everything from the pony that it could give. When he finally arrived he stormed through the door, ignoring his aunt and uncle and ran and ran until he arrived at Merry's room.
"Merry! Oh Merry!"
Pippin ran towards Merry's side and rocked him, gently.
"Merry, I'm so sorry."
Merry didn't look up; he was still caught in dreams.