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Frodo watched Pippin throw snowballs at Merry in silence. He couldn't possibly have poisoned his younger cousin, could he? Frodo frowned...Technically he might not have. Sam had said that it was 'most likely' that the mushrooms would be poisonous, which didn't make it certain.
On the other hand, if he had poisoned Pippin, he should tell someone about it now, before it got out of hand, but who was he going to tell? And what was he going to say?
It's not like he could just walk up to Merry and say: Hi Merry! Lovely weather! Oh, by the way, I think I've poisoned Pippin!
"We should be getting back!" Exclaimed Merry suddenly, standing up and brushing the snow off his jacket.
"Yeah! Gandalf was pretty worried about you guys! No need for him to send Legolas or Aragorn out to look for us!" Added Sam. As they began to trudge along the path, back towards the cave.
"It doesn't really matter if he sends Legolas, he could probably walk over this mountain in less than an hour!" Exclaimed Merry, producing giggles from Sam and Frodo.
"I don't think he's THAT good!" Laughed Frodo.
"Yeah...But you know what I mean!"
Sam and Frodo laughed. Then Merry noticed Pippin lagging behind them.
"You okay Pippin?" He asked, noting that his cousins breathing seemed a little louder than usual, but maybe that was echoes?
"Yeah.How much further is it to that cave?" Pippin asked, his voicing sounding quieter then usual.
"Not much further.Then we can have some of that broth that Aragorns been making!" Merry's stomach rumbled as he thought of the lovely thickness of the broth, it smelt delicious too!
"I'm not hungry, I think I'm just gonna go sleep." Mumbled Pippin. Merry frowned and looked down at his younger cousin.
"Pip' are you feeling okay?" He asked, wondering why he hadn't noticed the heat radiating off his cousin like a furnace.
"No not..." Pippin stopped and closed his eyes suddenly. "Going t' be sick!" He gasped, and convulsed hard. Merry caught him before he sank to his knees and convulsed again. Then he was sick, all over the floor.
"Sam! Frodo!" Called Merry into the distance, where he could see Frodo and Sam still making jokes. "Come quick you guys! Pippin's sick!"
That did it. Both hobbits came tearing over, just in time to see Pippin convulse and vomit again. Sam grimaced and Frodo's eyes widened, but Merry was trying not to panic.
"Some one has to go tell Aragorn!" Cried Merry, helping Pippin up onto his feet.
"I will!" Sam sprinted off into the distance, running as fast as his little hobbit legs would take him. Frodo and Merry each took Pippin by the arm and helped him along, stopping everyone once and a while for him to throw up.
By the time Merry and Frodo got Pippin back to the cave, he was almost in tears. They had lost count of how many times he had been sick.
He vomited once more as Aragorn rushed out - followed by Legolas and Gandalf. Pippin caught the grave look on Aragorns face before he pitched forwards and collapsed into Merry's arms.
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Frodo watched Pippin throw snowballs at Merry in silence. He couldn't possibly have poisoned his younger cousin, could he? Frodo frowned...Technically he might not have. Sam had said that it was 'most likely' that the mushrooms would be poisonous, which didn't make it certain.
On the other hand, if he had poisoned Pippin, he should tell someone about it now, before it got out of hand, but who was he going to tell? And what was he going to say?
It's not like he could just walk up to Merry and say: Hi Merry! Lovely weather! Oh, by the way, I think I've poisoned Pippin!
"We should be getting back!" Exclaimed Merry suddenly, standing up and brushing the snow off his jacket.
"Yeah! Gandalf was pretty worried about you guys! No need for him to send Legolas or Aragorn out to look for us!" Added Sam. As they began to trudge along the path, back towards the cave.
"It doesn't really matter if he sends Legolas, he could probably walk over this mountain in less than an hour!" Exclaimed Merry, producing giggles from Sam and Frodo.
"I don't think he's THAT good!" Laughed Frodo.
"Yeah...But you know what I mean!"
Sam and Frodo laughed. Then Merry noticed Pippin lagging behind them.
"You okay Pippin?" He asked, noting that his cousins breathing seemed a little louder than usual, but maybe that was echoes?
"Yeah.How much further is it to that cave?" Pippin asked, his voicing sounding quieter then usual.
"Not much further.Then we can have some of that broth that Aragorns been making!" Merry's stomach rumbled as he thought of the lovely thickness of the broth, it smelt delicious too!
"I'm not hungry, I think I'm just gonna go sleep." Mumbled Pippin. Merry frowned and looked down at his younger cousin.
"Pip' are you feeling okay?" He asked, wondering why he hadn't noticed the heat radiating off his cousin like a furnace.
"No not..." Pippin stopped and closed his eyes suddenly. "Going t' be sick!" He gasped, and convulsed hard. Merry caught him before he sank to his knees and convulsed again. Then he was sick, all over the floor.
"Sam! Frodo!" Called Merry into the distance, where he could see Frodo and Sam still making jokes. "Come quick you guys! Pippin's sick!"
That did it. Both hobbits came tearing over, just in time to see Pippin convulse and vomit again. Sam grimaced and Frodo's eyes widened, but Merry was trying not to panic.
"Some one has to go tell Aragorn!" Cried Merry, helping Pippin up onto his feet.
"I will!" Sam sprinted off into the distance, running as fast as his little hobbit legs would take him. Frodo and Merry each took Pippin by the arm and helped him along, stopping everyone once and a while for him to throw up.
By the time Merry and Frodo got Pippin back to the cave, he was almost in tears. They had lost count of how many times he had been sick.
He vomited once more as Aragorn rushed out - followed by Legolas and Gandalf. Pippin caught the grave look on Aragorns face before he pitched forwards and collapsed into Merry's arms.