Some Very Odd Things Happen to Pippin
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own Pippin, but I might own some of the things that happen to him.
Summary: Some Very Odd Things Happen to Pippin.
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Pippin Took, Thain of the Shire, sat on his throne in the Great Smiles. He was bored out of his wits. Suddenly a small Took who acted as the doorman came in and told him that Master Meriadoc had arrived with a present for you."
"Hurrah!" shouted Pippin. "Show him in, Brandobras, show him in!" Brandobras the doorman exited. Merry entered soon after with a cow.
"Hiya Pip!" said the Master of Buckland. "How's the Thainship thing goin'?" The cow mooed.
"It's going okay," said Pippin, startled by the moo. "But it is indeed boring. Have you heard anything from Aragorn?" The cow mooed again.
"No," said Merry, "but I did get a postcard from Eomer the other day, saying he'd like to see us whenever it's convenient." Pippin nodded, and the cow mooed again.
"I'd like to see how Faramir runs the Shire while I take a vacation," Pippin mused, allowing the cow to moo again.
"Could you tell him that we could be there next month?" he asked Merry.
"I already did," said his friend. Pippin grinned. The cow mooed once more. Pippin glared at it. It mooed.
"Well, I'd best be going," said Merry, heading for the door. "Nice seeing you Pip." Then he was gone, and Pippin was left with the cow. It mooed.
"What's wrong with you?" Pippin yelled. The cow looked at him for a minute, then mooed. Pippin screamed ("AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGHHH!"), drew his sword, ran at the cow and cut its head off. It clattered to the ground.
"Moo?" asked the head. Pippin went ballistic. Soon the throne room, the sword, and the Pippin were covered in blood. There were small minute pieces of cow scattered here and there. A hoof was embedded in the roof.
"Moo?" asked the head again. Pippin took his sword and diced the head into pieces the size of his cat's little claw. It mooed again. Pippin fell down to the ground and started to cry. Then the door sprang open and in stepped...SMEAGOL!!
"Look, my preciouss, fresh meatses!" This was the last straw. Pippin looked up, saw Smeagol, dropped his sword on the ground and ran out the door screaming.
Smeagol looked at the running form of the schizophrenic hobbit. He then turned to eat the cow meat in the room.
"Moo?" it said.
END!
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own Pippin, but I might own some of the things that happen to him.
Summary: Some Very Odd Things Happen to Pippin.
~*~
Pippin Took, Thain of the Shire, sat on his throne in the Great Smiles. He was bored out of his wits. Suddenly a small Took who acted as the doorman came in and told him that Master Meriadoc had arrived with a present for you."
"Hurrah!" shouted Pippin. "Show him in, Brandobras, show him in!" Brandobras the doorman exited. Merry entered soon after with a cow.
"Hiya Pip!" said the Master of Buckland. "How's the Thainship thing goin'?" The cow mooed.
"It's going okay," said Pippin, startled by the moo. "But it is indeed boring. Have you heard anything from Aragorn?" The cow mooed again.
"No," said Merry, "but I did get a postcard from Eomer the other day, saying he'd like to see us whenever it's convenient." Pippin nodded, and the cow mooed again.
"I'd like to see how Faramir runs the Shire while I take a vacation," Pippin mused, allowing the cow to moo again.
"Could you tell him that we could be there next month?" he asked Merry.
"I already did," said his friend. Pippin grinned. The cow mooed once more. Pippin glared at it. It mooed.
"Well, I'd best be going," said Merry, heading for the door. "Nice seeing you Pip." Then he was gone, and Pippin was left with the cow. It mooed.
"What's wrong with you?" Pippin yelled. The cow looked at him for a minute, then mooed. Pippin screamed ("AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGHHH!"), drew his sword, ran at the cow and cut its head off. It clattered to the ground.
"Moo?" asked the head. Pippin went ballistic. Soon the throne room, the sword, and the Pippin were covered in blood. There were small minute pieces of cow scattered here and there. A hoof was embedded in the roof.
"Moo?" asked the head again. Pippin took his sword and diced the head into pieces the size of his cat's little claw. It mooed again. Pippin fell down to the ground and started to cry. Then the door sprang open and in stepped...SMEAGOL!!
"Look, my preciouss, fresh meatses!" This was the last straw. Pippin looked up, saw Smeagol, dropped his sword on the ground and ran out the door screaming.
Smeagol looked at the running form of the schizophrenic hobbit. He then turned to eat the cow meat in the room.
"Moo?" it said.
END!