Pirates and Peddle Boats

The Fellowship rose late the next morning. They were all suffering heavily from headaches and hangovers. All that is except Pippin and he enjoyed every minute of watching the others suffer.

"Come on everyone. Get up!" Pippin yelled at the top of his voice as he walked around Legolas and Aragorn's bedroom banging a wooden spoon against a pan. He had just done the same in the hobbits room and with Gandalf and Gimli. These were the only two left in bed and the only two who hadn't attempted to throw him over the balcony already this morning.

"Argh! Pippin shut up." Aragorn moaned, covering his head with a pillow.

"Pippin please?" Pleaded Legolas. This only made Pippin band louder, if that was at all possible.

"Right! I'm up. Just please stop banging." Legolas had jumped up out of bed and was now swaying dangerously on his feet. He looked down at Aragorn to find him dozing back to sleep with the pillow clamped over his ears.

"Hey! If I have to get up so do you." He picked up the cover that was over the bed, and also under Aragorn, and jerked it so that Aragorn rolled off onto the floor and landed with a bump.

"Ok, ok, I'm up!"

They all walked in a zombie like manner into the living room and collapsed onto the chairs.

"Ok, so what do you want to do today Pip?" Asked a very tired Legolas.

"Oh, I don't know. But I have some leaflets you can look at."

He gestured to the table where there were many piles of leaflets.

"I thought we could go to the harbour. It isn't far away so we can walk."

"Yep, harbour sounds good." Aragorn told them as his eyes were slowly beginning to close.

"Aragorn, don't make me bang my pan again." Pippin warned.

That was how everyone finally got out of the hotel that morning. Each was now suffering from an even worse headache than when they had first got up and they were all crawling very slowly down the steps of the hotel to their usual meeting place at the bottom of the steps.

They were all gathered and now only waiting for Legolas and Gandalf. Gandalf appeared first. He was wearing long navy blue pants with a matching jacket and a white hat. He also carried a pipe, very different from his usual pipe, in his mouth. He looked like a very badly dressed sailor.

"Gandalf, what are you wearing?" Frodo asked trying to stop himself from giggling.

"I was just getting into the mood of things."

Nothing more could be said on Gandalf's outfit. It was in fact put to shame as Legolas appeared down the steps. He was wearing very short pants, a white shirt under many layers of jackets and such and he wore a black eye patch over his right eye. He had grey socks pulled up to his knees and walked proudly down to meet them.

"You call that an outfit?" He laughed at Gandalf. Gandalf looked sadly down at his clothes and then began walking off, knowing everyone else would follow.

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It wasn't long before they reached the harbour. They admired the huge boats as they walked past them and Merry and Pippin began to get more and more excited. It wasn't long before they were climbing onto the boats in any way they could and pretending they were sailing in the middle of the blue sea.

"Beep beep!" Pippin yelled as he pulled an imaginary horn.

They got away with four or five boats before word began to travel around the boat owners and they were standing guard, not letting the hobbits get on. They were very disappointed.

"I know. I have an idea." Gandalf suddenly told everyone, as they walked along. Then he turned and walked back in the direction they had just come.

"Where is he going?" Pippin asked.

"Oh, leave him." Gimli told them. "He'll come home when he's hungry."

It wasn't long before Gandalf returned waving a set of keys about in front of him as he came.

"I have keys." He told them. When no one looked pleased he explained a bit more. "I have just been talking to the captain of that boat over there and he says we can have a go on it for a bit. On our own."

"Yeah!" Merry and Pippin screamed together.

"I am not getting on a boat with the likes of you." Legolas informed them. "I am a pirate and can get my own boat."

He walked off and as the Fellowship boarded the boat, which turned out to be a speedboat but a boat nonetheless, they spotted Legolas in his very own boat. They burst into hysterics at the site of the Prince peddling as fast as he could. He had found himself a peddle boat and had stood his own flag on the front.

After finally overcoming their laughing fit they started the boat up and sped off, leaving Legolas in a shower of waves.

There were many arguments on the boat of who would steer. Gandalf agreed to let Merry and Pippin steer for a while, as he wanted to sit down. They had gone no more than a few seconds when they crashed into a very large ferry.

"Oops, didn't see that." Pippin called as he set off once more; straight into the side of an expensive looking yacht. "Nor that one."

"It's ok Pip, I'll steer." Gimli came and took over so that they managed to get out of the harbour in one piece.

They steered the speedboat out far enough so that the harbour was only a mere dot in the distance. Then they stopped and decided that they were going to stay here whilst they had dinner.

As they finished the dinner Gandalf had brought Pippin noticed a hand coming over the side of the boat. It was pulling itself up.

"Argh! We've got a highjacker." He ran up to the hand and slammed a wooden stick down onto it so that it let go and there was a loud plop as the owner of the hand fell into the water. He looked down and they could see Legolas floating on the surface, clutching his hand.

"Thank you Pippin."

"Oh, Legolas I'm sorry."

"Just help me up!"

Pippin lowered the ladder and Legolas was able to climb aboard. His pirate outfit was wet and his hand was already swelling up. He sat down and whimpered about how much it had hurt. After many apologies from Pippin, he ate a few of the remaining sandwiches.

"Wow! Look at all those fish." Sam called, pointing down into the water. "I'm going to catch one for tea."

He searched around the boat and found the fishing things he needed then he set up at the back of the boat and sat waiting patiently or his first bite. The rest of the Fellowship were telling each other pirate stories but Frodo got rather bored and decided to go and sit with Sam.

He leaned over the side of the boat and was gazing at the fish as they swam around beneath him. Aragorn came over as the story telling had finished.

"You all right?" He asked as he slapped Frodo on the back. The force of his slap was harder than he expected and Frodo toppled over the side and into the water.

"ARGH! Sharks! I'm going to be eaten. Let me out let me out!" Frodo called as Aragorn quickly took the ladder and moved it to the back of the boat so that Frodo could climb up.

He got back on deck shivering with both the cold and from the thought of being eaten. Legolas was laughing.

"It's cold down there isn't it?"

"Very funny." Frodo remarked.

For the rest of the journey back to the harbour, Frodo and Legolas sat arguing over the only blanket they had. Both were cold and thought they deserved the blanket more.

"I'm going to buy a present for Arwen." Aragorn told everyone. "I saw some very funny ships before with names on. I'll get her one of them."

Aragorn set off wandering the shops around the harbour, looking for a little boat with Arwen's name on it. He began to get more and more frustrated as he couldn't find one with Arwen's name. No one dared to tell him that he probably wouldn't find one.

At last he gave up his search and they walked home. Legolas and Frodo were still arguing over the blanket, Aragorn was sulking, Sam was gazing at the fish he had caught, Gandalf was attempting to teach Gimli how to whistle and Merry and Pippin were telling stories of how they had sailed a huge boat out into the open sea and fought off pirates before coming home again.

Ainu Laire: Ibiza is in Spain. I don't know exactly but it's in Spain. And I think they speak English to a certain extent. I've never been to Ibiza but I have been to Spain a few times. This story was just made up off what I've heard. Hope that's good enough lol.

MichelleFrodo: You'll have to tell me which is your favourite favourite chapter at the end. I want to know. I like this one as well with a kind of like Pirates of the Caribbean and Lord of the ring crossover lol. Oh and why do I want to change my summary? I don't understand what you mean. Please explain.

Emma: Glad you like. And you seem to find it funny enough so I suppose that's good new too lol.

Queen Arwen: Yes Gandalf dancing is a very scary image. As well as Legolas and Gimli singing to each other. I hope you like this chapter too and I'll try not to scare you anymore with frightening images.

The Converted : Do you not like Orlando then? usually I would be rather angry at that but I'm in a good mood. I will stay calm *takes deep breath*. Glad you are liking the story. There is nothing wrong with your psychological state. After all it was me who wrote the story...

~Amariel~: Very amusing review. And no they are not gay. I hope I didn't' suggest that in my story. Or did I? I cant remember. Anyway, keep the reviews coming. I love reading them.

Arwen: Aww. Glad I make you smile hehe. That's what I'm here for. Keep the review coming and I'll keep posting the chapters hehe.

Thank you everyone for your very encouraging reviews. I hope the story is still as good as ever.