**wow. Suddenly I have 2 hours of free time on my hands and I'm not
packing! That means that I'm cooking up a short chapter for you!! Yay!
This is the last part of the Prank Wars Quartet. If you don't remember
what happened in the last chapter then SHAME ON YOU! MTV movie awards
anybody?**
Revenge
Legolas Greenleaf was fuming at the bottom of the stairs. He was evilly eyeing all the creatures of the room, hobbit, man, and wizard alike as they were doubled over laughing. He grabbed the poor soul that was closest to him by the collar and demanded an explanation.
Unfortunately, it was a hobbit.
More unfortunately, it was a drunken hobbit.
Even more unfortunately, it was a very, very drunken Frodo.
If possible, even more, more unfortunately, the very, very drunken Frodo had no ability to keep a secret.
"TELL.ME.WHO!!!!" Legolas demanded, bringing the drunken hobbit up to eye level. Frodo smiled and rolled his head. "TELL ME!" he yelled again, shaking the hobbit.
"Legolas look like hobbit! Look like hobbit! Hahahahaha!!" was all Frodo said. "Pippin and Sam do good job ya know! Good job, good job! Hahaha! Hehehe!"
Legolas dropped Frodo in shock. Pippin had pranked him? Over the weeks, Legolas had always caught them before they could do anything. Then he pranked them back. But the hobbits had never won before. He thought that Aragorn or Gandalf had done it.
"Pippin? You did this?" Legolas asked in a meek voice.
Pippin cowered behind the bar and answered, "Yes."
Legolas smiled and walked over to the bar, resting his elbows on the counter.
"I admit. You got me."
"Wha-what?" Pippin said, shocked. Merry's jaw was hanging.
"If anyone else had done it, I would have seriously shot them in the ass. But you finally got me. Congratulations."
"Um.thanks?" Pippin said, coming out from behind the bar.
"Sure. Maybe I'll let all this stuff sit in for a while. See what it's like to be a hobbit for a day," Legolas said, sitting down.
"You wouldn't make it one day as a hobbit!" Merry said. "You're too prissy!"
"I must agree with Merry, Legolas. Though I would pay to see you as a hobbit for a day, running around, two feet shorter than everyone else," said Aragorn.
Legolas laughed in spite of himself. He knew he was prissy, so there was no point in denying it.
"Bet I could!" he argued.
"No way!" said Sam and Frodo.
"Yeah way! And I bet you couldn't make it as an elf for a day!"
"Bull shit! All of us hobbits could!" Pippin said with a smirk on his face as he sipped his ale.
"Well there is only one way to decide this isn't there?" Gandalf said. Everybody jumped, for they had forgotten that he was there. He pulled out two pouches from his satchel. He held up one and said, "This will turn Legolas into a hobbit." He held up the other. "This will turn the hobbits into elves."
Merry and Pippin looked at the bags with much longing and smiling (picture it like when they got the fire work in fotr). Frodo was plain grinning, and Sam was looking unsure. He was trying to figure the pros and cons of become an elf for a day.
"HOBBIT HUDDLE!" he yelled. The four hobbits formed a huddle, pressing their faces close so 'no one' could hear.
"Should we do it?" asked Sam. Frodo grinned even more and nodded his head violently. Sam had to hold Frodo's head to make him stop.
"Definatly!" said Merry.
"We can't pass this up! Think of what we can do to Legolas!" Pippin said.
"Well, someone is going to have to teach Legolas a think or two about being a hobbit. One of us shouldn't take it," said Sam.
"Not me!" said Merry and Pippin.
"Frodo and I will. We don't need a drunk elf walking around," said Sam. Frodo looked dejected and sad. "It's for your own good Mr. Frodo-OW! Sorry! Sorry! Frodo! It's for your own good Frodo!" Sam said as Merry smacked him on the back of the head.
"Okay. Merry and I will become elves while Sam and Frodo stay as they are to teach Legolas about being a hobbit? Ready? Break!" said Pippin as the huddle broke.
"Are you ready?" said Gandalf.
"Yep. Pippin and I will become elves, but Sam and Frodo are going to teach Legolas how to be a hobbit," explained Merry.
"I don't need explaining!" said Legolas. "You're going to need it more than I will!"
"Whatever. So how are we supposed to take this stuff?" asked Pippin.
"Give me your ales...I don't trust you to put it in," said Gandalf as Merry, Pippin, and Legolas gave him their drinks. He took a pinch out of the bag that would make Legolas into a hobbit and put it in his drink and gave it back to the elf. He did likewise with Merry and Pippin's drinks, except he put the elf powder in them.
"You might feel...a little weird at first, but it will wear off in a few seconds," said Gandalf. Merry, Pippin, and Legolas looked each other nervously in the eye before simultaneously drinking their ales. Frodo, Sam, and Aragorn looked on in awe.
At first, the three didn't feel anything. They looked at each other, wondering when the potion would work. Pippin felt it first. His hands and feet were tingling. He looked at his fingers, growing larger by the second. He looked at his feet, which were hairless, and growing in the same way as his hands. His chair creaked as he grew too heavy for the seat.
Pippin looked over at Merry, who was having the same difficulties. He was in an awkward state, as his hair was straightening and his torso was growing longer than his legs. Pippin tried to get out of his chair, but he was stuck. He pants were ripping as he grew. Unlike Merry, he wasn't in pain as his shirt ripped off his skin because he wasn't wearing one.
SNAP
BOOM
Pippin fell to the ground as his chair snapped in two. He tried to stand, but like Merry, his torso was longer than his legs. He sat for a moment, watching his legs grow. He felt his ears shrink into much more delicate elfish ears. His eyesight improved: he could read the fine print label on a barrel that was at least thirty feet away. He could hear a squirrel scratching on the roof top.
Merry and Pippin finally finished transforming when they looked over at Legolas. He was having a very difficult time.
His head was much too small for his body. His ears were elongating and his feet and hands were far too small for his arms and legs. Finally, his limbs shrunk into him and he looked proportional. He was a hobbit.
The three stood up to examine themselves. Merry and Pippin nearly fell, for when they rose, they kept rising above where they were used to standing. They stumbled around as they looked at the tavern from a new angle. They were in awe.
As Legolas stood up, his towel promptly fell down from his waist, to the laughter of all in the room. As he quickly bent down to grab his towel, he shrieked at what he saw.
"What is THAT?" he yelled.
Merry and Pippin laughed.
"That's what we call a 'little hobbit', Legos," said Merry.
"Little indeed! How do you live..." said Legolas as his tied his towel around his waist.
Merry and Pippin sized each other up and down.
"Well look at his handsome elf!" said Pippin.
"Very nice Pip," said Merry. "But I think we are going to need some bigger pants."
"There is no way I'm wearing Legolas's ass hugging leather pants. Aragorn?" said Pippin.
"Way ahead of you Pippin," said Aragorn, throwing Merry and Pippin each a pair of pants. "Do you need shirts?"
"Naw. I'd rather show off," said Merry, flexing his muscles.
"Great. Thanks," said Pippin as the two elves (that were hobbits) made their way into separate Big-Folk rooms to change.
Gandalf looked on in amusement as Sam and Frodo were trying to teach Legolas how to be a hobbit.
"This is so strange, seeing you at eye level," said Sam.
"Shut up and teach me how to be a hobbit," said Legolas. Frodo giggled.
"Right. First thing is that you have to get used to pulling yourself up a lot, ya know, to reach things that are over your head. Here," said Sam, putting a full mug of ale atop of the counter. "Reach this, but be careful. It's full."
"Easy," said Legolas as he stood on tiptoe to reach the mug. He fingered it and brought it closer to him. Then, he became off balance. The mug tipped, and a shower of ale came down on him. Frodo quickly made a leap to sap up the drops that were dripping out of the mug, but Sam restrained him.
"BAD FRODO! SIT!" said Sam. Frodo whined and sat.
"I'm going to change clothes," said Legolas. "I'm soaked with ale, and I need to get out of this towel anyway." Legolas walked to the stairs."
"Legolas, where do you think you're going?" said Aragorn.
"To my room. To get clothes, moron."
"You're clothes won't fit you."
"Oh."
"Here," said Sam. "I'll get you a pair of Frodo's trousers and one of his shirts." Sam left the pub and went back to his room.
Meanwhile, when Merry and Pippin are changing...
Pippin finished changing into his pants before Merry was. Aragorn's pants were a little big on him, so they fell down a little past his waist, but not off his hips. They were also a little baggy. He left his, or rather Merry's, ripped pants in the room as he went across the hall and knocked on Merry's door.
Merry opened it up and let Pippin in.
"Have you been thinking what I've been thinking?" asked Merry.
"Of course," replied Pippin with an evil grin.
"Let's get to it."
Sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry! CLIFFHANGER! But, my time has run short and I must end here. All the more to make you wanna see what I can come up with while I'm gone huh? This is just a little snack to keep you happy while I'm gone...I'll have a feast of ideas when I get back!
Love and peace
Court
Revenge
Legolas Greenleaf was fuming at the bottom of the stairs. He was evilly eyeing all the creatures of the room, hobbit, man, and wizard alike as they were doubled over laughing. He grabbed the poor soul that was closest to him by the collar and demanded an explanation.
Unfortunately, it was a hobbit.
More unfortunately, it was a drunken hobbit.
Even more unfortunately, it was a very, very drunken Frodo.
If possible, even more, more unfortunately, the very, very drunken Frodo had no ability to keep a secret.
"TELL.ME.WHO!!!!" Legolas demanded, bringing the drunken hobbit up to eye level. Frodo smiled and rolled his head. "TELL ME!" he yelled again, shaking the hobbit.
"Legolas look like hobbit! Look like hobbit! Hahahahaha!!" was all Frodo said. "Pippin and Sam do good job ya know! Good job, good job! Hahaha! Hehehe!"
Legolas dropped Frodo in shock. Pippin had pranked him? Over the weeks, Legolas had always caught them before they could do anything. Then he pranked them back. But the hobbits had never won before. He thought that Aragorn or Gandalf had done it.
"Pippin? You did this?" Legolas asked in a meek voice.
Pippin cowered behind the bar and answered, "Yes."
Legolas smiled and walked over to the bar, resting his elbows on the counter.
"I admit. You got me."
"Wha-what?" Pippin said, shocked. Merry's jaw was hanging.
"If anyone else had done it, I would have seriously shot them in the ass. But you finally got me. Congratulations."
"Um.thanks?" Pippin said, coming out from behind the bar.
"Sure. Maybe I'll let all this stuff sit in for a while. See what it's like to be a hobbit for a day," Legolas said, sitting down.
"You wouldn't make it one day as a hobbit!" Merry said. "You're too prissy!"
"I must agree with Merry, Legolas. Though I would pay to see you as a hobbit for a day, running around, two feet shorter than everyone else," said Aragorn.
Legolas laughed in spite of himself. He knew he was prissy, so there was no point in denying it.
"Bet I could!" he argued.
"No way!" said Sam and Frodo.
"Yeah way! And I bet you couldn't make it as an elf for a day!"
"Bull shit! All of us hobbits could!" Pippin said with a smirk on his face as he sipped his ale.
"Well there is only one way to decide this isn't there?" Gandalf said. Everybody jumped, for they had forgotten that he was there. He pulled out two pouches from his satchel. He held up one and said, "This will turn Legolas into a hobbit." He held up the other. "This will turn the hobbits into elves."
Merry and Pippin looked at the bags with much longing and smiling (picture it like when they got the fire work in fotr). Frodo was plain grinning, and Sam was looking unsure. He was trying to figure the pros and cons of become an elf for a day.
"HOBBIT HUDDLE!" he yelled. The four hobbits formed a huddle, pressing their faces close so 'no one' could hear.
"Should we do it?" asked Sam. Frodo grinned even more and nodded his head violently. Sam had to hold Frodo's head to make him stop.
"Definatly!" said Merry.
"We can't pass this up! Think of what we can do to Legolas!" Pippin said.
"Well, someone is going to have to teach Legolas a think or two about being a hobbit. One of us shouldn't take it," said Sam.
"Not me!" said Merry and Pippin.
"Frodo and I will. We don't need a drunk elf walking around," said Sam. Frodo looked dejected and sad. "It's for your own good Mr. Frodo-OW! Sorry! Sorry! Frodo! It's for your own good Frodo!" Sam said as Merry smacked him on the back of the head.
"Okay. Merry and I will become elves while Sam and Frodo stay as they are to teach Legolas about being a hobbit? Ready? Break!" said Pippin as the huddle broke.
"Are you ready?" said Gandalf.
"Yep. Pippin and I will become elves, but Sam and Frodo are going to teach Legolas how to be a hobbit," explained Merry.
"I don't need explaining!" said Legolas. "You're going to need it more than I will!"
"Whatever. So how are we supposed to take this stuff?" asked Pippin.
"Give me your ales...I don't trust you to put it in," said Gandalf as Merry, Pippin, and Legolas gave him their drinks. He took a pinch out of the bag that would make Legolas into a hobbit and put it in his drink and gave it back to the elf. He did likewise with Merry and Pippin's drinks, except he put the elf powder in them.
"You might feel...a little weird at first, but it will wear off in a few seconds," said Gandalf. Merry, Pippin, and Legolas looked each other nervously in the eye before simultaneously drinking their ales. Frodo, Sam, and Aragorn looked on in awe.
At first, the three didn't feel anything. They looked at each other, wondering when the potion would work. Pippin felt it first. His hands and feet were tingling. He looked at his fingers, growing larger by the second. He looked at his feet, which were hairless, and growing in the same way as his hands. His chair creaked as he grew too heavy for the seat.
Pippin looked over at Merry, who was having the same difficulties. He was in an awkward state, as his hair was straightening and his torso was growing longer than his legs. Pippin tried to get out of his chair, but he was stuck. He pants were ripping as he grew. Unlike Merry, he wasn't in pain as his shirt ripped off his skin because he wasn't wearing one.
SNAP
BOOM
Pippin fell to the ground as his chair snapped in two. He tried to stand, but like Merry, his torso was longer than his legs. He sat for a moment, watching his legs grow. He felt his ears shrink into much more delicate elfish ears. His eyesight improved: he could read the fine print label on a barrel that was at least thirty feet away. He could hear a squirrel scratching on the roof top.
Merry and Pippin finally finished transforming when they looked over at Legolas. He was having a very difficult time.
His head was much too small for his body. His ears were elongating and his feet and hands were far too small for his arms and legs. Finally, his limbs shrunk into him and he looked proportional. He was a hobbit.
The three stood up to examine themselves. Merry and Pippin nearly fell, for when they rose, they kept rising above where they were used to standing. They stumbled around as they looked at the tavern from a new angle. They were in awe.
As Legolas stood up, his towel promptly fell down from his waist, to the laughter of all in the room. As he quickly bent down to grab his towel, he shrieked at what he saw.
"What is THAT?" he yelled.
Merry and Pippin laughed.
"That's what we call a 'little hobbit', Legos," said Merry.
"Little indeed! How do you live..." said Legolas as his tied his towel around his waist.
Merry and Pippin sized each other up and down.
"Well look at his handsome elf!" said Pippin.
"Very nice Pip," said Merry. "But I think we are going to need some bigger pants."
"There is no way I'm wearing Legolas's ass hugging leather pants. Aragorn?" said Pippin.
"Way ahead of you Pippin," said Aragorn, throwing Merry and Pippin each a pair of pants. "Do you need shirts?"
"Naw. I'd rather show off," said Merry, flexing his muscles.
"Great. Thanks," said Pippin as the two elves (that were hobbits) made their way into separate Big-Folk rooms to change.
Gandalf looked on in amusement as Sam and Frodo were trying to teach Legolas how to be a hobbit.
"This is so strange, seeing you at eye level," said Sam.
"Shut up and teach me how to be a hobbit," said Legolas. Frodo giggled.
"Right. First thing is that you have to get used to pulling yourself up a lot, ya know, to reach things that are over your head. Here," said Sam, putting a full mug of ale atop of the counter. "Reach this, but be careful. It's full."
"Easy," said Legolas as he stood on tiptoe to reach the mug. He fingered it and brought it closer to him. Then, he became off balance. The mug tipped, and a shower of ale came down on him. Frodo quickly made a leap to sap up the drops that were dripping out of the mug, but Sam restrained him.
"BAD FRODO! SIT!" said Sam. Frodo whined and sat.
"I'm going to change clothes," said Legolas. "I'm soaked with ale, and I need to get out of this towel anyway." Legolas walked to the stairs."
"Legolas, where do you think you're going?" said Aragorn.
"To my room. To get clothes, moron."
"You're clothes won't fit you."
"Oh."
"Here," said Sam. "I'll get you a pair of Frodo's trousers and one of his shirts." Sam left the pub and went back to his room.
Meanwhile, when Merry and Pippin are changing...
Pippin finished changing into his pants before Merry was. Aragorn's pants were a little big on him, so they fell down a little past his waist, but not off his hips. They were also a little baggy. He left his, or rather Merry's, ripped pants in the room as he went across the hall and knocked on Merry's door.
Merry opened it up and let Pippin in.
"Have you been thinking what I've been thinking?" asked Merry.
"Of course," replied Pippin with an evil grin.
"Let's get to it."
Sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry! CLIFFHANGER! But, my time has run short and I must end here. All the more to make you wanna see what I can come up with while I'm gone huh? This is just a little snack to keep you happy while I'm gone...I'll have a feast of ideas when I get back!
Love and peace
Court