**well I see disclaimers galore everywhere so I will have one too: I DO NOT
own any material from Lord of the Rings (the books or movie)
Anyway, this is the follow up of what happens to Pip while he's stuck up a tree in his drunken state...the next chapter will be about the 'adventure' that Legos and drunken Merry have while Pip is still up the tree..but you have to wait for that one
Barking Up the Wrong Tree
Peregrin Took was leaning against the trunk of the tree that Legolas had just dragged him up to. The very drunk hobbit was looking around at his surroundings as if they were the most fascinating things in the Shire. He could hear Legolas tending to the other trees, but he didn't care. Suddenly he looked down and there was a squirrel sitting in his lap.
"Hello squirrel!" Pippin said with a huge grin the ear to ear.
"Excuse me?" said the squirrel. "That's Mr. Squirrel to you!"
Pip was amazed. Not only had he talked to a floor today, but also a squirrel!
"You can talk?" he asked.
"No, you're just drunk," said Mr. Squirrel.
"Oh okay," Pip said. He ignored the fact that the squirrel really wasn't talking and kept talking anyway. "How do you like the trees?"
"They're okay. I wish they had more nuts though," said the squirrel.
"Nuts? Trees don't need nuts! Hobbits, Elves, Dwarves, even Men need nuts! What do trees need them for?" Pippin said, almost falling out of the tree in frustration. The squirrel just stared at him blankly, completely missing the point.
"The trees need nuts to feed us squirrels master hobbit. That's what they are for," the squirrel explained.
"Poor trees!" Pippin said, almost crying.
Mr. Squirrel tried to console Pippin, climbing over his shoulder and patting his curly hair, when in actuality he was searching him for nuts (*keep your heads out of the gutter).
"But why?" Pippin asked. A single tear fell from one of his green eyes and fell onto Mr. Squirrel. Frightened, Mr. Squirrel leaped off Pippin and up the tree.
"MR. SQUIRREL! COME BACK!" Pip shouted. Mr. Squirrel didn't come back. But because of all the racket he was making, Legolas threw an apple at Pippin, hitting him in the head. Pippin now dazed and confused even more looked around for the thrower laying his eyes on the tree, which blinked, and then looking back toward the ground. Realizing what he just saw, Pip looked back at the tree in utter shock.
"UH!"
He backed away from the trunk onto a thick branch. The tree blinked several times more and a memory came back to Pippin.
"Treebeard?" he asked the tree.
"Treebeard? No, I am Treestubble," the tree said.
"Are you related to Treebeard?" he asked.
"No. I'm not talking, you're just drunk," said Treestubble.
"Oh," Pippin said, looking dejected, but came back with a foolish grin and said, "Okay! This is fun! I'm talking to things that really aren't talking!"
Legolas, hearing Pippin's conversation with a squirrel and the tree, decided that the hobbit was more drunk than he thought, and went back inside the tavern to check up on Merry since he had not seen him...then the thought of the moaning behind the door came back to him.
(back to the tree now)
"Who was that?" Treestubble asked as he watched a tall person walk back into the tavern.
"Who? The elf?" Pippin said.
"Yes. Who is the elf?" Treestubble said.
"Oh that's Legolas. He's a pretty elf who nances waaay too much. You should see him nance. It's very funny. You should have seen him at Rivendell! He nanced every where, he was so happy to see elves again. Especially Arwen. He hit on her a lot, but she was in love with Aragorn. He got in such a pout that he actually went into Lord Elrond's wardrobe and put on his favorite purple dress. I tried to tell him purple wasn't really his color, but he only proceeded in putting on Lord Elrond's favorite headband. He looked rather stupid, but seeing as I had recently become his new target for practice, I chose not to comment," Pippin said, chuckling at the memories. He was expecting Treestubble to laugh as well, but his eyes were no longer blinking, and in fact were no longer there. Another figment of his imagination gone.
Pippin had now been in the tree for almost an hour and a half. Most of the alcohol had warn off and he was looking for a way to get out of the tree, but it appeared that Legolas had taken the ladder and put it down flat at the base of the trunk as a joke. It was going to be a while before the elf came back outside to get him and there was no way calling for help was going to do any good.
Bored, he was looking around the tree for anything that might amuse him. His eyes searched around until they laid upon an acorn. He reached up, fingering the nut, and pulled it off, muttering a quiet "Sorry" to the tree.
He began to bounce the acorn in his hand, trying to keep it from falling to the ground. He actually got up to twenty-three before the nut went wildly in front of him and he stupidly reached out to get it, falling out of the tree. He let out a shriek that pierced the air as he fell to the ground.
As Sam heard the shriek, he instictivly pulled Mr. Frodo to the ground. All he managed to do was created a slightly softer landing for the Fool of a Took. Pippin landed on his back on top of Sam, who had the breath knocked clean out of him. Pippin stood up and dusted himself off. Spotting Frodo, he cheerfully greeted him.
"Frodo! You're early! Where's good ol' Sam?" Pippin's answer was a very winded "Here" underneath him.
Pippin hopped off his hobbit friend and pulled him up, apologizing.
"Sorry about that Sam! But thanks for being there for me!" Pippin said with a wink (keep 'em out of the gutters..no slash in here).
"Trust a Took! Where are Merry and Legolas?" Sam asked, picking up his backpack.
"Inside. Come on! Follow me!" Pippin said, and with a huge smile on his face, led his two comrades to Fool's Paradise.
More to come!!! What happened to Merry while Pip was up a tree? You have to wait til I get back to my computer to write!
Love and Peace, Court
Anyway, this is the follow up of what happens to Pip while he's stuck up a tree in his drunken state...the next chapter will be about the 'adventure' that Legos and drunken Merry have while Pip is still up the tree..but you have to wait for that one
Barking Up the Wrong Tree
Peregrin Took was leaning against the trunk of the tree that Legolas had just dragged him up to. The very drunk hobbit was looking around at his surroundings as if they were the most fascinating things in the Shire. He could hear Legolas tending to the other trees, but he didn't care. Suddenly he looked down and there was a squirrel sitting in his lap.
"Hello squirrel!" Pippin said with a huge grin the ear to ear.
"Excuse me?" said the squirrel. "That's Mr. Squirrel to you!"
Pip was amazed. Not only had he talked to a floor today, but also a squirrel!
"You can talk?" he asked.
"No, you're just drunk," said Mr. Squirrel.
"Oh okay," Pip said. He ignored the fact that the squirrel really wasn't talking and kept talking anyway. "How do you like the trees?"
"They're okay. I wish they had more nuts though," said the squirrel.
"Nuts? Trees don't need nuts! Hobbits, Elves, Dwarves, even Men need nuts! What do trees need them for?" Pippin said, almost falling out of the tree in frustration. The squirrel just stared at him blankly, completely missing the point.
"The trees need nuts to feed us squirrels master hobbit. That's what they are for," the squirrel explained.
"Poor trees!" Pippin said, almost crying.
Mr. Squirrel tried to console Pippin, climbing over his shoulder and patting his curly hair, when in actuality he was searching him for nuts (*keep your heads out of the gutter).
"But why?" Pippin asked. A single tear fell from one of his green eyes and fell onto Mr. Squirrel. Frightened, Mr. Squirrel leaped off Pippin and up the tree.
"MR. SQUIRREL! COME BACK!" Pip shouted. Mr. Squirrel didn't come back. But because of all the racket he was making, Legolas threw an apple at Pippin, hitting him in the head. Pippin now dazed and confused even more looked around for the thrower laying his eyes on the tree, which blinked, and then looking back toward the ground. Realizing what he just saw, Pip looked back at the tree in utter shock.
"UH!"
He backed away from the trunk onto a thick branch. The tree blinked several times more and a memory came back to Pippin.
"Treebeard?" he asked the tree.
"Treebeard? No, I am Treestubble," the tree said.
"Are you related to Treebeard?" he asked.
"No. I'm not talking, you're just drunk," said Treestubble.
"Oh," Pippin said, looking dejected, but came back with a foolish grin and said, "Okay! This is fun! I'm talking to things that really aren't talking!"
Legolas, hearing Pippin's conversation with a squirrel and the tree, decided that the hobbit was more drunk than he thought, and went back inside the tavern to check up on Merry since he had not seen him...then the thought of the moaning behind the door came back to him.
(back to the tree now)
"Who was that?" Treestubble asked as he watched a tall person walk back into the tavern.
"Who? The elf?" Pippin said.
"Yes. Who is the elf?" Treestubble said.
"Oh that's Legolas. He's a pretty elf who nances waaay too much. You should see him nance. It's very funny. You should have seen him at Rivendell! He nanced every where, he was so happy to see elves again. Especially Arwen. He hit on her a lot, but she was in love with Aragorn. He got in such a pout that he actually went into Lord Elrond's wardrobe and put on his favorite purple dress. I tried to tell him purple wasn't really his color, but he only proceeded in putting on Lord Elrond's favorite headband. He looked rather stupid, but seeing as I had recently become his new target for practice, I chose not to comment," Pippin said, chuckling at the memories. He was expecting Treestubble to laugh as well, but his eyes were no longer blinking, and in fact were no longer there. Another figment of his imagination gone.
Pippin had now been in the tree for almost an hour and a half. Most of the alcohol had warn off and he was looking for a way to get out of the tree, but it appeared that Legolas had taken the ladder and put it down flat at the base of the trunk as a joke. It was going to be a while before the elf came back outside to get him and there was no way calling for help was going to do any good.
Bored, he was looking around the tree for anything that might amuse him. His eyes searched around until they laid upon an acorn. He reached up, fingering the nut, and pulled it off, muttering a quiet "Sorry" to the tree.
He began to bounce the acorn in his hand, trying to keep it from falling to the ground. He actually got up to twenty-three before the nut went wildly in front of him and he stupidly reached out to get it, falling out of the tree. He let out a shriek that pierced the air as he fell to the ground.
As Sam heard the shriek, he instictivly pulled Mr. Frodo to the ground. All he managed to do was created a slightly softer landing for the Fool of a Took. Pippin landed on his back on top of Sam, who had the breath knocked clean out of him. Pippin stood up and dusted himself off. Spotting Frodo, he cheerfully greeted him.
"Frodo! You're early! Where's good ol' Sam?" Pippin's answer was a very winded "Here" underneath him.
Pippin hopped off his hobbit friend and pulled him up, apologizing.
"Sorry about that Sam! But thanks for being there for me!" Pippin said with a wink (keep 'em out of the gutters..no slash in here).
"Trust a Took! Where are Merry and Legolas?" Sam asked, picking up his backpack.
"Inside. Come on! Follow me!" Pippin said, and with a huge smile on his face, led his two comrades to Fool's Paradise.
More to come!!! What happened to Merry while Pip was up a tree? You have to wait til I get back to my computer to write!
Love and Peace, Court