I Would Never Betray You,
Please Remember Me
By now the four hobbits had reached The Prancing Pony, and were in the Common's Room enjoying the wonderful ale, service, and the other hobbits of which to speak to. Frodo was making up his story about how he was writing a book with Sam near by, and Merry and Pippin were enjoying their ale over at the bar table laughing away. Pippin and Merry were drunk and one of the hobbits there had just told a killer joke. The hobbit's name was Sudo Grubb.
"Ho, Mr. Brandybuck and Mr. Took! What'd you think of that one?" Sudo said prideful, with a smiling red, chubby face. Through their laughter they tried to reply.
"Th-.........that......was.................HILARIOUS!!!" They eventually got out at the same time.
Pippin was very happy (and drunk). For some fun, and in hopes of making his new friend Sudo laugh, he opened his mouth, nudged Merry so he'd be ready, and tried to begin singing his favorite tunes. Before he could get out the first note Sudo started talking to Merry. Pippin shut his mouth and listened to him.
"I've heard talk of those Baggins' again lately. They are very bizarre. No offence to ye of course if ye know them, but they are the most bizarre out of the Shire, and for me that's sayin' somethin'. I've even heard talk that..."
Sudo continued on, gossiping about Merry and Pippin's cousins. Sudo especially seemed to like talking about Bilbo, which didn't surprise them, but he also began rumoring things about Frodo more than the rest. Merry eyed him suspiciously wondering what he was up to, as well as he could being as drunk as he was, but Pippin wasn't that smart unfortunately.
"...They've even said that he went into The Old Forest, and died. I doubt that though. Did you hear about that before? Has he?" This time he actually paused awaiting an answer.
"No, we haven't heard that," said Merry, lying easily.
"Ye-"Pippin started to answer the last question, but was kicked very hard by his older cousin.
"As far as we know, he hasn't gone there. The last we saw of our older cousin was at his and Bilbo's last birthday party I'd reckon," Merry lied again, but it didn't sound as believable as the last lie.
"Really? I thought you had helped him get moved into Creek Hollow," replied Sudo seeming to be madly fishing for some more information or gossip. Before Pippin could answer Merry kicked him again.
"Well, yes I did. I just forgot," he paused thinking if anyone else would've known he was with Frodo after that. "I do believe that was the last time I saw Frodo. Yes, yes it was," he said looking more positive and confident than he felt. He saw Pippin yet again open his mouth as if to oppose and kicked him again, hard enough to bruise his bone almost.
"AYE! Merry that hurts!" he said in his perfect, true accent. "Why do you keep kicking me, Merry, huh? Do you not want him to know-"
"PIPPIN, SHUT YOUR MOUTH!!!" Merry shouted.
The Common Room was quiet for a few minutes and stared at Merry for a few seconds, then went back to its loud, noisy chatter and clatter. Sudo had an eyebrow raised at Merry, but looked very intrigued by the outburst.
"Mr. Brandybuck, I'm sure whatever that Took has to say isn't too bad for my old ears. What's going on?" He eyed them for a few seconds. Merry was shooting Pippin a humongous, death glare that would've struck fear in Sauron's heart. The Grubb continued, "If I didn't know better, I'd say...," he stopped and gave a hard look at the two young hobbit cousin-buddies. "I'd say-"
"Pip and I need to go tell something to Sam," Merry cut Sudo off.
"Well, you can surely wait just a second, and let me ask one little question."
"There's nothing else you need to know."
"Then, you go tell that Sam-lad what you want, and I'll talk to Pippin."
"No, you won't!" hissed the Brandybuck. "There's nothing else he has to tell you, Mr. Grubb. He needs to come with me though, because it's something he wants."
"Fine, have it your way. I didn't know that you hated me," responded Sudo looking hurt. Merry glared at him, but Pippin spoke up.
"What is it you want, Sudo? I don't know what's with Merry. You can ask *me* a question. I don't hate you, I think you're funny," Pippin mumbled starting to dig himself into trouble. Merry wouldn't let that happen just yet though.
"Pip, I'm afraid if we stay here much longer, we might let something slip about our friend Underhill's book. We couldn't have that could we? It'd make him dreadfully mad," Merry looked deep into that fool of a Took's eyes warning him. As always though, he did not take the hint, as he turned away from the hard star from Merry to look at Sudo.
"What would you like to know, Mr. Grubb?"
"If my assumption is true."
"What's that?" Pippin inquired hiccupping in the process.
"Is there a Baggins here? Over there?" Sudo pointed to the group including Frodo and his group of listeners. Merry's eyes grew big in fear and surprise. Merry couldn't speak, but he prayed that Pippin wouldn't do it...
"Baggins? Yes, I know a Baggins here. He's over there where you pointed. Frodo Baggins, he is. He has the ring, too," he said with a big stupid grin on his face. Merry got over his temporary shocked stupidity, and Sudo started smiling evilly.
"PERIGRIN TOOK! YOU FOOL OF A TOOK!!! You little betra-"this time Merry was cut off insulting his cousin.
"Why, Master Merry, he was just answering my question, what's wrong with you? He's not a fool or any of that nonsense. In fact, he made the right choice."
A look of pure evil spread across his chubby, red, drunken face with a disgusting smile. Merry had, had it with this Sudo Grubb. He lifted his hand, put it in a fist, and packed on hard punch that landed straight in the middle of Sudo's fat, round, small pinched nose. It created a nice amount of blood as soon as Merry pulled his mildly aching hand back from punching him so hard. Sudo grunted and tried to kick Merry, but it was so pathetic he missed by about three feet, which is a lot in hobbit standards.
"I have to go talk to Bill Ferny anyways," he said through his useless, bloody nose. "He'll know what to do to you, Meriadoc Brandybuck. He'll know what to do," Sudo warned. Although, since he wasn't using his nose to help him speak he sounded rather stupid and Merry shrugged and gave him a look that said "whatever, you slobby, fat, ugly idiot".
After Sudo had limped off (he was lame in one leg) Merry turned around to Pippin and gave him THE look. Pippin, even in this state, knew what this meant. He sorely wished that he hadna done what he did.
"Perigrin Took. Perigrin, Perigrin, Perigrin. What in the name of the Shire did you do that for?"
"I-I-I d-don't know, Merry," Pip looked down very ashamed.
He had just ratted pretty much everything to Sudo Grubb! What would Frodo think? What would Frodo do? What would Sam think? Most importantly, what about Merry? What was he to do? He didn't know the answers to those things, but he sure knew he didn't want to be there and he shouldn't have said so much.
A/N: There's more where that came from! It was going to be a one-shot fic, but it became to long. I'm already working on the next chapter! Please leave nice reviews, and FLAMES ARE NOT ALLOWED!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own The Prancing Pony (love you, Butterbur), the characters (thank you Tolkien), or anything else in this story. I also fail to make any money from this stuff.
Summary: What will happen to Pippin after he blabs everything to another hobbit at the Prancing Pony? This is good, I think, not too weird. After the book, not the movie. DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU LOVE PIP, OR IF YOU HATE ANGST!!!!! This story screams angst. A-N-G-S-T!!! ANGST, ANGST, ANGST!!!!!
Rating: PG-13
A/N: This was inspired the words on a collage of Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. This fic just kind of jumped in my head about Pippin, so that's where I got the idea if you was wonderin'. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!
Please Remember Me
By now the four hobbits had reached The Prancing Pony, and were in the Common's Room enjoying the wonderful ale, service, and the other hobbits of which to speak to. Frodo was making up his story about how he was writing a book with Sam near by, and Merry and Pippin were enjoying their ale over at the bar table laughing away. Pippin and Merry were drunk and one of the hobbits there had just told a killer joke. The hobbit's name was Sudo Grubb.
"Ho, Mr. Brandybuck and Mr. Took! What'd you think of that one?" Sudo said prideful, with a smiling red, chubby face. Through their laughter they tried to reply.
"Th-.........that......was.................HILARIOUS!!!" They eventually got out at the same time.
Pippin was very happy (and drunk). For some fun, and in hopes of making his new friend Sudo laugh, he opened his mouth, nudged Merry so he'd be ready, and tried to begin singing his favorite tunes. Before he could get out the first note Sudo started talking to Merry. Pippin shut his mouth and listened to him.
"I've heard talk of those Baggins' again lately. They are very bizarre. No offence to ye of course if ye know them, but they are the most bizarre out of the Shire, and for me that's sayin' somethin'. I've even heard talk that..."
Sudo continued on, gossiping about Merry and Pippin's cousins. Sudo especially seemed to like talking about Bilbo, which didn't surprise them, but he also began rumoring things about Frodo more than the rest. Merry eyed him suspiciously wondering what he was up to, as well as he could being as drunk as he was, but Pippin wasn't that smart unfortunately.
"...They've even said that he went into The Old Forest, and died. I doubt that though. Did you hear about that before? Has he?" This time he actually paused awaiting an answer.
"No, we haven't heard that," said Merry, lying easily.
"Ye-"Pippin started to answer the last question, but was kicked very hard by his older cousin.
"As far as we know, he hasn't gone there. The last we saw of our older cousin was at his and Bilbo's last birthday party I'd reckon," Merry lied again, but it didn't sound as believable as the last lie.
"Really? I thought you had helped him get moved into Creek Hollow," replied Sudo seeming to be madly fishing for some more information or gossip. Before Pippin could answer Merry kicked him again.
"Well, yes I did. I just forgot," he paused thinking if anyone else would've known he was with Frodo after that. "I do believe that was the last time I saw Frodo. Yes, yes it was," he said looking more positive and confident than he felt. He saw Pippin yet again open his mouth as if to oppose and kicked him again, hard enough to bruise his bone almost.
"AYE! Merry that hurts!" he said in his perfect, true accent. "Why do you keep kicking me, Merry, huh? Do you not want him to know-"
"PIPPIN, SHUT YOUR MOUTH!!!" Merry shouted.
The Common Room was quiet for a few minutes and stared at Merry for a few seconds, then went back to its loud, noisy chatter and clatter. Sudo had an eyebrow raised at Merry, but looked very intrigued by the outburst.
"Mr. Brandybuck, I'm sure whatever that Took has to say isn't too bad for my old ears. What's going on?" He eyed them for a few seconds. Merry was shooting Pippin a humongous, death glare that would've struck fear in Sauron's heart. The Grubb continued, "If I didn't know better, I'd say...," he stopped and gave a hard look at the two young hobbit cousin-buddies. "I'd say-"
"Pip and I need to go tell something to Sam," Merry cut Sudo off.
"Well, you can surely wait just a second, and let me ask one little question."
"There's nothing else you need to know."
"Then, you go tell that Sam-lad what you want, and I'll talk to Pippin."
"No, you won't!" hissed the Brandybuck. "There's nothing else he has to tell you, Mr. Grubb. He needs to come with me though, because it's something he wants."
"Fine, have it your way. I didn't know that you hated me," responded Sudo looking hurt. Merry glared at him, but Pippin spoke up.
"What is it you want, Sudo? I don't know what's with Merry. You can ask *me* a question. I don't hate you, I think you're funny," Pippin mumbled starting to dig himself into trouble. Merry wouldn't let that happen just yet though.
"Pip, I'm afraid if we stay here much longer, we might let something slip about our friend Underhill's book. We couldn't have that could we? It'd make him dreadfully mad," Merry looked deep into that fool of a Took's eyes warning him. As always though, he did not take the hint, as he turned away from the hard star from Merry to look at Sudo.
"What would you like to know, Mr. Grubb?"
"If my assumption is true."
"What's that?" Pippin inquired hiccupping in the process.
"Is there a Baggins here? Over there?" Sudo pointed to the group including Frodo and his group of listeners. Merry's eyes grew big in fear and surprise. Merry couldn't speak, but he prayed that Pippin wouldn't do it...
"Baggins? Yes, I know a Baggins here. He's over there where you pointed. Frodo Baggins, he is. He has the ring, too," he said with a big stupid grin on his face. Merry got over his temporary shocked stupidity, and Sudo started smiling evilly.
"PERIGRIN TOOK! YOU FOOL OF A TOOK!!! You little betra-"this time Merry was cut off insulting his cousin.
"Why, Master Merry, he was just answering my question, what's wrong with you? He's not a fool or any of that nonsense. In fact, he made the right choice."
A look of pure evil spread across his chubby, red, drunken face with a disgusting smile. Merry had, had it with this Sudo Grubb. He lifted his hand, put it in a fist, and packed on hard punch that landed straight in the middle of Sudo's fat, round, small pinched nose. It created a nice amount of blood as soon as Merry pulled his mildly aching hand back from punching him so hard. Sudo grunted and tried to kick Merry, but it was so pathetic he missed by about three feet, which is a lot in hobbit standards.
"I have to go talk to Bill Ferny anyways," he said through his useless, bloody nose. "He'll know what to do to you, Meriadoc Brandybuck. He'll know what to do," Sudo warned. Although, since he wasn't using his nose to help him speak he sounded rather stupid and Merry shrugged and gave him a look that said "whatever, you slobby, fat, ugly idiot".
After Sudo had limped off (he was lame in one leg) Merry turned around to Pippin and gave him THE look. Pippin, even in this state, knew what this meant. He sorely wished that he hadna done what he did.
"Perigrin Took. Perigrin, Perigrin, Perigrin. What in the name of the Shire did you do that for?"
"I-I-I d-don't know, Merry," Pip looked down very ashamed.
He had just ratted pretty much everything to Sudo Grubb! What would Frodo think? What would Frodo do? What would Sam think? Most importantly, what about Merry? What was he to do? He didn't know the answers to those things, but he sure knew he didn't want to be there and he shouldn't have said so much.
A/N: There's more where that came from! It was going to be a one-shot fic, but it became to long. I'm already working on the next chapter! Please leave nice reviews, and FLAMES ARE NOT ALLOWED!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own The Prancing Pony (love you, Butterbur), the characters (thank you Tolkien), or anything else in this story. I also fail to make any money from this stuff.
Summary: What will happen to Pippin after he blabs everything to another hobbit at the Prancing Pony? This is good, I think, not too weird. After the book, not the movie. DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU LOVE PIP, OR IF YOU HATE ANGST!!!!! This story screams angst. A-N-G-S-T!!! ANGST, ANGST, ANGST!!!!!
Rating: PG-13
A/N: This was inspired the words on a collage of Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. This fic just kind of jumped in my head about Pippin, so that's where I got the idea if you was wonderin'. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!