Pippin's eyes are green.

Sometimes they dance when they look at Merry, and sometimes they shine brite and laugh and sparkle with life. When Pippin looks at Merry with those eyes it makes the hairs on his feet stand up on end.

Once when Pippin was 15 he decided that he wanted to learn how Merry blew circles with his pipe smoke. He tried all afternoon and well on into the evening. When Merry came to check on him he was on the brink of tears from frustration.

Merry looked into his eyes and did not see the sparkle. They weren't dancing. Each green orb was shining with tears, threatening to fall. Merry's chest ached.

It took three weeks to teach Pip how to blow a proper smoke ring. The day that he finally did it correctly, he beamed at Merry and those eyes...those eyes as green as the Shire itself, shined brighter than the moon itself, and sang sweet melodies to Merry's subconscious.

Whenever Pippin looks at Merry with those eyes Merry's heart swells with just a little more love.