ok...you all better love me for this....i had to go back and change all the parenthesis that were there back into quotation marks...you better love me...
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"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! PISSY PANTS!" Merry roared.
BUZZ
"AHHHHHHHHHH!"
"HA! MERRY'S A PISSY PANTS!" yelled Pippin as he buzzed his friend, who wet himself.
"Fair and square. Truce," said Merry.
"Truce," said Pippin, holding out a hand. Merry shook it. It was wet, but so was his. He smiled, laughed, and forgot all his troubles for a moment. Then they came back to him like a boomerang.
"Pip, let's get back and have Elrond fix us up eh?"
"So soon? I'm sure he can mix something up that will let us stay elves for a wee bit longer and still be able to eat eh?" Pippin said with a pleading look on his face.
"Indeed I do," said Elrond as he approached them. "You can remain as elves for as long as the moon is not full. Then, you will change back slowly. The transformation should be complete within twelve hours. The same goes for Legolas. The only deal is that you cannot eat five hours before taking the potion and also during the twelve hours of transformation."
Merry and Pippin were shocked.
"T-t-t-t-t-twelve hours?" stuttered Pippin.
"You can't be serious!" said Merry.
"I'm dead serious. Do you ever want to eat again?"
"Twelve hours is a lifetime!" said Pippin.
"Being an elf, I would hope that you could understand what a lifetime truly is Peregrin. Alas, you shall only be an elf for two more weeks, so I do not care," said Elrond. The rest of the tavern met them as they entered Fool's Paradise.
"That was amazing! Who would ever think of doing that!" said Sam.
"Good job!" said Frodo as he jumped up to pat Merry and Pippin on the backs.
"Thanks," was all that Aragorn said as he shook Merry and Pippin's hands. He promptly tore his hands away as he realized that their hands were wet.
"Down the hall and to the left," said Pippin. Aragorn nodded and took off at a run to the bathroom.
The tavern laughed and all was merry. Merry and Pippin resumed their bartending duties and served some of their finest ales.
"Hey, where's Gandalf?" said Frodo.
"You're right, where is the bastard?" said Aragorn.
"He's sleeping on the couch!" said Sam.
Somehow, Gandalf had drug himself into the tavern without the rest of them knowing and had fallen back asleep on the couch. Everyone shrugged and went back to drinking.
Several moments later, everyone was still sipping at their ales, not talking. They hadn't noticed that two of their party had left the pub. How they missed the fact that the bartenders were missing is beyond reason.
"Hehehehehehe.....I can't believe Elrond left his traveling bag outside! Hehehehehe! In plain view! Someone could walk away with it!"
"Someone like.....hehehehhehe! US?"
"YES! HEHEHEHEHE!"
"Let's see what's.....hehehehehe.....inside!"
"OKAY!"
Merry and Pippin were giggling like girls as they rummaged through Elrond's bag. They pulled out many, many, long robes. The two elves were disappointed to find that was all in the bag. They shrugged and began to try on the robes.....
Meanwhile, inside.....
(Keep in mind everyone is VERY drunk)
"So Aragorn, what do you think we should do with Legolas?" asked Elrond.
"Hmmmmm.....we could tie him from his feet from the ceiling?" said Aragorn.
"Too middle ages," said Elrond, thinking. Frodo and Sam began to think as well.
"How about if we wake him up and start shooting his arrows at him?" suggested Frodo.
"Been there, done that. He's actually quite quick for a hobbit," said Elrond.
"What if you try on his clothes and make him watch? I'll be he'll HATE that!" said Sam.
"Sam, for all the stupidity you're worth, that's actually a good idea!" said Aragorn. "Do it Elrond!"
"I must admit that Aragorn is right. Revenge is mine!!!" cried Elrond.
"Revenge? What did he do to you?" asked Frodo.
"He used all my strawberry-scented soaps!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh," said Aragorn, Frodo, and Sam in understanding unison.
"What am I waiting for? I'll go and get his clothes and bring them downstairs. I'll change in one of the rooms for visitors. Wake him up when I whistle!" And with that, Elrond quickly ran upstairs to Legolas's room.
"So what are we gonna do while we're waiting?" asked Sam.
"I dunno. Drink more," said Aragorn.
"But where are Merry and Pippin?" asked Frodo.
"Who cares? More ale for us!" said Aragorn as he went behind the counter and began to serve over-sized drinks. Sam and Frodo let out a cheer, and Legolas stirred. Then they were silent.....
Elrond came bounding down the stairs with a bundle of clothes in his arms. He raced towards an empty room.
Merry and Pippin were fastening the last buttons on Elrond's robes.
Elrond whistled.
Legolas woke up to find himself tied to a column.
Elrond entered the tavern.
Merry entered the tavern.
Pippin entered the tavern.
A hush fell over the room. All was silent. Then, roars broke loose.
"MY ROBES!" screamed Elrond.
"MY CLOTHES! MY EXTRA EXTRA TIGHT PANTS! YOU'RE STRETCHING THEM!!!" yelled Legolas.
"I think they like our dresses Pip," said Merry.
"I do to. I think they are going to steal them. We may have to fight them," said Pippin.
The two hobbits looked at each other.
"Bring it on," they said.
Elrond rushed at Merry and Pippin, yelling curses and spells. They simply bounced off Merry and Pippin, for elvish spells do not work against each other. Merry and Pippin both held one of Elrond's arms and legs. The Elvish Lord struggled briefly, but stopped for it was wrinkling his robes as well as tearing Legolas's. Legolas was screaming all the louder.
"YOU RIPPED THEM! WHEN I'M AN ELF AGAIN, I'LL HUNT YOU DOWN!"
"No, you won't. I'll fix them," said Elrond as was let down by Merry and Pippin. He waved his hand at the pants and they repaired themselves. "See?" Legolas calmed down momentarily.
"So how to we look in your dresses Elrond?" said Pippin, giggling.
"I must say, they fit you rather well. The purple one looks great on you Merry."
Merry blushed. Pippin nudged him, and Merry shuffled his feet. Legolas pouted softly in the background. Frodo and Sam were bickering about something.
"Well Elrond, let's have a look at you," said Aragorn, scanning the lord top to bottom. "The shirt fits okay, but the pants.....eh.....are a little tight. I can see the lines of your briefs.
"HA! Told you he wore briefs!" said Frodo triumphantly.
"Only elves wear briefs these days anyway....." said Sam.
"Not true!" said Aragorn.
"Briefs?" said Frodo.
"Yes, and proud of it!" said Aragorn. Merry and Pippin laughed. "Boxers!" the hobbits (except Legolas) yelled. "Briefs!" yelled Elrond and Legolas. "NuDe!" came a squeaking voice from the couch. By the time everyone looked over to Gandalf, he was sleeping again.
"Why......why......"
Legolas was still pouting.
"Pull yourself together Legolas!" said Aragorn.
"B-b-b-b-but he's w-w-w-w-wearing my c-c-c-clothes!" Legolas stuttered.
"Tough shit, there's nothing you can do about it! NAH NAH!" said Elrond as he pranced around in Legolas's clothes, tearing and fixing them several times to Legolas's agony.
"No wonder you always have to nance!" said Elrond. "These pants are so tight you can't help but doing it!"
"Hahahahaha! All is explained! The mystery of nancing is sol---MERRY! PIPPIN! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" yelled "ragorn as he witnessed the two elves standing at the door, robes billowing so that they were revealed'.
"We like a nice breeze 'round our privates! After all that peeing? We deserve it!" yelled Merry.
"Yes, these dresses are very good for breezes. Nice and cool," said Pippin.
"THAT'S ENOUGH! LAST THING I NEED IS TO SEE YOUR PARTS! PUT YOUR PANTS BACK ON!" roared Elrond. Two travelers were wandering up the road to stay at the tavern. When they heard Elrond, they promptly turned around.
Moaning, Merry and Pippin put their pants back on.
"But do we have to take off the dresses?" whined Pippin.
"They're not dresses! They're robes! Very EXPENSIVE robes!" said Elrond. "But whatever, you can keep them on for the time being. I'm sick of seeing you're ungodly buff torsos. It makes me sick."
"Yay!" cheered Merry and Pippin.
"Now, for more torture to Legolas......" said Elrond.
"Yay!" cheered Frodo, Sam, and Aragorn. Merry and Pippin served more drinks. Legolas began to tear up again.
"Look at me!" said Elrond, throwing his arm up in the air like a ballerina. "I'm Legolas!" Elrond stood on his toes and twiddled his feet. The tavern exploded in laughter. Legolas exploded in tears. "I nance! I prance! I do this stupid dance!" Elrond leaped through the air, ripping the seam that went down the backside of the pants. A gaping hole revealed the lord's pink briefs. The tavern (with the exception of Legolas) hooted and hollered.
"WOOO HOOO! Pink is SO you Elrond!" yelled Pippin.
"Spank it! Spank it!" yelled Merry. Elrond spanked. Legolas was through.
"I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! STOP! IT'S TOO MUCH!"
"No, it's not too much! Rub it in his face Elrond!" yelled Aragorn.
Elrond walked up to Legolas, looked him in the eye, turned around, bent over, and put his butt in his face. Legolas's face was screwed in pain.
PPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHTTT
Legolas's eyes rolled into the back of his head as Elrond ripped a fart loud enough that it woke Gandalf up. He promptly fell back asleep. The stench of Elrond soon spread, and those of the tavern were soon covering their noses with the collars of their shirts or robes.
"Ok, I think that's enough. I'm sick of these tight pants, I think they are cutting off my circulation. I'm going to put on one of my dre--- I mean robes!" Elrond turned and headed for the vacant room that he had changed into Legolas's clothes in, shaking his butt all the way there. Giggles were suppressed so as to enjoy the time that both Gandalf and Legolas were passed out.
"I heard what Elrond said about the potion to become hobbits again. Do you really want to go through that?" said Frodo.
"I wouldn't, I'd rather stay an elf forever than not eat for 12 hours!" said Sam.
"But if we don't take it, then we can never eat again!" said Pippin.
"We've gotta do it. Being an elf is nice. Being tall is nicer," said Merry.
"Hear, hear!" said Pippin.
"But I dunno, something's just not right about it. Can't hide as well. No emotion. Stuff isn't as funny anymore. Food has lost it's taste. Hell, even the ale's have lost their taste!" Merry said.
"They have! I'd rather be a hobbit, but I will admit that I'm not really looking forward to what Legolas will do to us when he's an elf again," said Pippin.
"Oh, I wouldn't worry about it," said Elrond. He was be-robed and tight-pant-less again. "I'll make the transformation back to elf so painful to him. I'll make him a hobbit sized elf. Everything will change back to elf, like hair, feet, ears, and all that come first, and the height come in the last ten minutes. Same for you two. You'll become elf-sized hobbits until the last 10 minutes of the 12 hours. I will warn you though. Some people who have had to wait the whole 12 hours didn't make it. They never ate again. One hobbit tried to commit suicide, and he's going to a shrink everyday now."
Merry and Pippin shuddered. Sam and Frodo saw their pain. It was Sam that piped up.
"We'll do it with you!" he said.
"WHAT? No we won't! It's not out burden to bear!" said Frodo.
"But they're our friends!" protested Sam.
"No, Frodo's right," said Merry as he sat down to drink his ale. "You don't need to. We aren't going to make you."
"Of course, if you want to we won't stop you," said Pippin with a smile. "But two weeks.....I dunno Mer, I'm getting a little tired of being an elf. All the fun's worn out!"
"I agree. Elrond, is there any way that you can change us back sooner?" asked Merry. Aragorn nodded. Apparently, he was a little unnerved by Merry and Pippin being elves. He was always used to being bigger than them, and now they were a good six inches taller than he.
"Yes, but it requires you not to eat for 24 hours. Two hours before taking the potion, twenty-two afterwards," said Elrond, removing a flask from his pocket. "If I were you, I would start your two hours of waiting now."
"HELL NO!" said Merry and Pippin.
"Fine. Eat. Then, the 24 hour famine begins," said Elrond.
"I'll cook!" said Aragorn. Everyone looked at him.
"You can cook?" said Frodo.
"Yes. Why not?" said Aragorn. Frodo shrugged. "You don't think I can do it! I'll show you! I'll make the best steak you've ever had! Where do you keep your steaks?"
"In the chilled room. It's under the bar here---" said Merry as he lifted up a trap door inside the bar that revealed steps leading down.
"I'll get them!" said Pippin, and he bounded down the steps.
BANG!
Pippin's head hit the floor as he descended.
"OW! That's another bad thing about being tall! That didn't used to be there!" Pippin finished going down the stairs, and returned to the pub, arms filled with a dozen large steaks.
"Good. Give them to me, I'll go start a fire," said Aragorn, holding out his arms.
"Knock yourself out," said Pippin as he handed Aragorn the steaks. Aragorn grinned like a little boy getting presents at Christmas and made his way outside to start a fire.
"Do you think you can do it?" said Sam to Merry and Pippin.
"I reckon we can. What do you think Mer?" said Pippin.
"Defiantly."
"Done. We're doing it. After Aragorn feeds us, we're doing it."
"I can't believe that you two, out of all hobbits, are going to go twenty-four hours without food," said Frodo.
"It can't be that hard, can it?" said Merry.
"Those who have done this before have said the same thing before and failed," said Elrond, sitting down and crossing his arms.
"Thanks for the encouragement!" said Pippin sarcastically.
"No problem," said Elrond, smiling over the rim of his mug as he sipped.
"There's no stopping us Pip. We're doing it. We're gonna be hobbits again," said Merry. The two elves, soon to be hobbits, clanked mugs and drank to a future of hobbitanity.
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Wow.....17 pages. I'm trying to keep my chapters no longer than this, I'm sure your eyes are killing you. It was so long that I had to cut this into two different chapters. Please send me ideas for what you want to happen to Merry, Pippin, and Legolas as they transform back to their normal selves. The ones you sent were excellent, they helped a lot! Thanks! Sorry it took a little while to get this chapter up, I got a new computer. But that's good, because now I can post things faster now and I don't have to use my dad's computer. Yay!
Anyway, I'm afraid that unless I can get the internet in Hilton Head, there will not be any more chapters until the 21rst. Sorry! I'm very sorry! If anyone reading this is going to Hilton Head (or is in HH) from the 12th to the 20th, please feel free to e-mail (soccercyclone9"yahoo.com) me to see if we are staying in the same hotel. I'd rather not post where I am staying online for all to see......security reasons ya know.
Legolas bashing is FUN!
ARG! FF.net is being evil.....this took me a little longer to get posted. Blame the server.
Love and peace
Court
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"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! PISSY PANTS!" Merry roared.
BUZZ
"AHHHHHHHHHH!"
"HA! MERRY'S A PISSY PANTS!" yelled Pippin as he buzzed his friend, who wet himself.
"Fair and square. Truce," said Merry.
"Truce," said Pippin, holding out a hand. Merry shook it. It was wet, but so was his. He smiled, laughed, and forgot all his troubles for a moment. Then they came back to him like a boomerang.
"Pip, let's get back and have Elrond fix us up eh?"
"So soon? I'm sure he can mix something up that will let us stay elves for a wee bit longer and still be able to eat eh?" Pippin said with a pleading look on his face.
"Indeed I do," said Elrond as he approached them. "You can remain as elves for as long as the moon is not full. Then, you will change back slowly. The transformation should be complete within twelve hours. The same goes for Legolas. The only deal is that you cannot eat five hours before taking the potion and also during the twelve hours of transformation."
Merry and Pippin were shocked.
"T-t-t-t-t-twelve hours?" stuttered Pippin.
"You can't be serious!" said Merry.
"I'm dead serious. Do you ever want to eat again?"
"Twelve hours is a lifetime!" said Pippin.
"Being an elf, I would hope that you could understand what a lifetime truly is Peregrin. Alas, you shall only be an elf for two more weeks, so I do not care," said Elrond. The rest of the tavern met them as they entered Fool's Paradise.
"That was amazing! Who would ever think of doing that!" said Sam.
"Good job!" said Frodo as he jumped up to pat Merry and Pippin on the backs.
"Thanks," was all that Aragorn said as he shook Merry and Pippin's hands. He promptly tore his hands away as he realized that their hands were wet.
"Down the hall and to the left," said Pippin. Aragorn nodded and took off at a run to the bathroom.
The tavern laughed and all was merry. Merry and Pippin resumed their bartending duties and served some of their finest ales.
"Hey, where's Gandalf?" said Frodo.
"You're right, where is the bastard?" said Aragorn.
"He's sleeping on the couch!" said Sam.
Somehow, Gandalf had drug himself into the tavern without the rest of them knowing and had fallen back asleep on the couch. Everyone shrugged and went back to drinking.
Several moments later, everyone was still sipping at their ales, not talking. They hadn't noticed that two of their party had left the pub. How they missed the fact that the bartenders were missing is beyond reason.
"Hehehehehehe.....I can't believe Elrond left his traveling bag outside! Hehehehehe! In plain view! Someone could walk away with it!"
"Someone like.....hehehehhehe! US?"
"YES! HEHEHEHEHE!"
"Let's see what's.....hehehehehe.....inside!"
"OKAY!"
Merry and Pippin were giggling like girls as they rummaged through Elrond's bag. They pulled out many, many, long robes. The two elves were disappointed to find that was all in the bag. They shrugged and began to try on the robes.....
Meanwhile, inside.....
(Keep in mind everyone is VERY drunk)
"So Aragorn, what do you think we should do with Legolas?" asked Elrond.
"Hmmmmm.....we could tie him from his feet from the ceiling?" said Aragorn.
"Too middle ages," said Elrond, thinking. Frodo and Sam began to think as well.
"How about if we wake him up and start shooting his arrows at him?" suggested Frodo.
"Been there, done that. He's actually quite quick for a hobbit," said Elrond.
"What if you try on his clothes and make him watch? I'll be he'll HATE that!" said Sam.
"Sam, for all the stupidity you're worth, that's actually a good idea!" said Aragorn. "Do it Elrond!"
"I must admit that Aragorn is right. Revenge is mine!!!" cried Elrond.
"Revenge? What did he do to you?" asked Frodo.
"He used all my strawberry-scented soaps!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh," said Aragorn, Frodo, and Sam in understanding unison.
"What am I waiting for? I'll go and get his clothes and bring them downstairs. I'll change in one of the rooms for visitors. Wake him up when I whistle!" And with that, Elrond quickly ran upstairs to Legolas's room.
"So what are we gonna do while we're waiting?" asked Sam.
"I dunno. Drink more," said Aragorn.
"But where are Merry and Pippin?" asked Frodo.
"Who cares? More ale for us!" said Aragorn as he went behind the counter and began to serve over-sized drinks. Sam and Frodo let out a cheer, and Legolas stirred. Then they were silent.....
Elrond came bounding down the stairs with a bundle of clothes in his arms. He raced towards an empty room.
Merry and Pippin were fastening the last buttons on Elrond's robes.
Elrond whistled.
Legolas woke up to find himself tied to a column.
Elrond entered the tavern.
Merry entered the tavern.
Pippin entered the tavern.
A hush fell over the room. All was silent. Then, roars broke loose.
"MY ROBES!" screamed Elrond.
"MY CLOTHES! MY EXTRA EXTRA TIGHT PANTS! YOU'RE STRETCHING THEM!!!" yelled Legolas.
"I think they like our dresses Pip," said Merry.
"I do to. I think they are going to steal them. We may have to fight them," said Pippin.
The two hobbits looked at each other.
"Bring it on," they said.
Elrond rushed at Merry and Pippin, yelling curses and spells. They simply bounced off Merry and Pippin, for elvish spells do not work against each other. Merry and Pippin both held one of Elrond's arms and legs. The Elvish Lord struggled briefly, but stopped for it was wrinkling his robes as well as tearing Legolas's. Legolas was screaming all the louder.
"YOU RIPPED THEM! WHEN I'M AN ELF AGAIN, I'LL HUNT YOU DOWN!"
"No, you won't. I'll fix them," said Elrond as was let down by Merry and Pippin. He waved his hand at the pants and they repaired themselves. "See?" Legolas calmed down momentarily.
"So how to we look in your dresses Elrond?" said Pippin, giggling.
"I must say, they fit you rather well. The purple one looks great on you Merry."
Merry blushed. Pippin nudged him, and Merry shuffled his feet. Legolas pouted softly in the background. Frodo and Sam were bickering about something.
"Well Elrond, let's have a look at you," said Aragorn, scanning the lord top to bottom. "The shirt fits okay, but the pants.....eh.....are a little tight. I can see the lines of your briefs.
"HA! Told you he wore briefs!" said Frodo triumphantly.
"Only elves wear briefs these days anyway....." said Sam.
"Not true!" said Aragorn.
"Briefs?" said Frodo.
"Yes, and proud of it!" said Aragorn. Merry and Pippin laughed. "Boxers!" the hobbits (except Legolas) yelled. "Briefs!" yelled Elrond and Legolas. "NuDe!" came a squeaking voice from the couch. By the time everyone looked over to Gandalf, he was sleeping again.
"Why......why......"
Legolas was still pouting.
"Pull yourself together Legolas!" said Aragorn.
"B-b-b-b-but he's w-w-w-w-wearing my c-c-c-clothes!" Legolas stuttered.
"Tough shit, there's nothing you can do about it! NAH NAH!" said Elrond as he pranced around in Legolas's clothes, tearing and fixing them several times to Legolas's agony.
"No wonder you always have to nance!" said Elrond. "These pants are so tight you can't help but doing it!"
"Hahahahaha! All is explained! The mystery of nancing is sol---MERRY! PIPPIN! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" yelled "ragorn as he witnessed the two elves standing at the door, robes billowing so that they were revealed'.
"We like a nice breeze 'round our privates! After all that peeing? We deserve it!" yelled Merry.
"Yes, these dresses are very good for breezes. Nice and cool," said Pippin.
"THAT'S ENOUGH! LAST THING I NEED IS TO SEE YOUR PARTS! PUT YOUR PANTS BACK ON!" roared Elrond. Two travelers were wandering up the road to stay at the tavern. When they heard Elrond, they promptly turned around.
Moaning, Merry and Pippin put their pants back on.
"But do we have to take off the dresses?" whined Pippin.
"They're not dresses! They're robes! Very EXPENSIVE robes!" said Elrond. "But whatever, you can keep them on for the time being. I'm sick of seeing you're ungodly buff torsos. It makes me sick."
"Yay!" cheered Merry and Pippin.
"Now, for more torture to Legolas......" said Elrond.
"Yay!" cheered Frodo, Sam, and Aragorn. Merry and Pippin served more drinks. Legolas began to tear up again.
"Look at me!" said Elrond, throwing his arm up in the air like a ballerina. "I'm Legolas!" Elrond stood on his toes and twiddled his feet. The tavern exploded in laughter. Legolas exploded in tears. "I nance! I prance! I do this stupid dance!" Elrond leaped through the air, ripping the seam that went down the backside of the pants. A gaping hole revealed the lord's pink briefs. The tavern (with the exception of Legolas) hooted and hollered.
"WOOO HOOO! Pink is SO you Elrond!" yelled Pippin.
"Spank it! Spank it!" yelled Merry. Elrond spanked. Legolas was through.
"I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! STOP! IT'S TOO MUCH!"
"No, it's not too much! Rub it in his face Elrond!" yelled Aragorn.
Elrond walked up to Legolas, looked him in the eye, turned around, bent over, and put his butt in his face. Legolas's face was screwed in pain.
PPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHTTT
Legolas's eyes rolled into the back of his head as Elrond ripped a fart loud enough that it woke Gandalf up. He promptly fell back asleep. The stench of Elrond soon spread, and those of the tavern were soon covering their noses with the collars of their shirts or robes.
"Ok, I think that's enough. I'm sick of these tight pants, I think they are cutting off my circulation. I'm going to put on one of my dre--- I mean robes!" Elrond turned and headed for the vacant room that he had changed into Legolas's clothes in, shaking his butt all the way there. Giggles were suppressed so as to enjoy the time that both Gandalf and Legolas were passed out.
"I heard what Elrond said about the potion to become hobbits again. Do you really want to go through that?" said Frodo.
"I wouldn't, I'd rather stay an elf forever than not eat for 12 hours!" said Sam.
"But if we don't take it, then we can never eat again!" said Pippin.
"We've gotta do it. Being an elf is nice. Being tall is nicer," said Merry.
"Hear, hear!" said Pippin.
"But I dunno, something's just not right about it. Can't hide as well. No emotion. Stuff isn't as funny anymore. Food has lost it's taste. Hell, even the ale's have lost their taste!" Merry said.
"They have! I'd rather be a hobbit, but I will admit that I'm not really looking forward to what Legolas will do to us when he's an elf again," said Pippin.
"Oh, I wouldn't worry about it," said Elrond. He was be-robed and tight-pant-less again. "I'll make the transformation back to elf so painful to him. I'll make him a hobbit sized elf. Everything will change back to elf, like hair, feet, ears, and all that come first, and the height come in the last ten minutes. Same for you two. You'll become elf-sized hobbits until the last 10 minutes of the 12 hours. I will warn you though. Some people who have had to wait the whole 12 hours didn't make it. They never ate again. One hobbit tried to commit suicide, and he's going to a shrink everyday now."
Merry and Pippin shuddered. Sam and Frodo saw their pain. It was Sam that piped up.
"We'll do it with you!" he said.
"WHAT? No we won't! It's not out burden to bear!" said Frodo.
"But they're our friends!" protested Sam.
"No, Frodo's right," said Merry as he sat down to drink his ale. "You don't need to. We aren't going to make you."
"Of course, if you want to we won't stop you," said Pippin with a smile. "But two weeks.....I dunno Mer, I'm getting a little tired of being an elf. All the fun's worn out!"
"I agree. Elrond, is there any way that you can change us back sooner?" asked Merry. Aragorn nodded. Apparently, he was a little unnerved by Merry and Pippin being elves. He was always used to being bigger than them, and now they were a good six inches taller than he.
"Yes, but it requires you not to eat for 24 hours. Two hours before taking the potion, twenty-two afterwards," said Elrond, removing a flask from his pocket. "If I were you, I would start your two hours of waiting now."
"HELL NO!" said Merry and Pippin.
"Fine. Eat. Then, the 24 hour famine begins," said Elrond.
"I'll cook!" said Aragorn. Everyone looked at him.
"You can cook?" said Frodo.
"Yes. Why not?" said Aragorn. Frodo shrugged. "You don't think I can do it! I'll show you! I'll make the best steak you've ever had! Where do you keep your steaks?"
"In the chilled room. It's under the bar here---" said Merry as he lifted up a trap door inside the bar that revealed steps leading down.
"I'll get them!" said Pippin, and he bounded down the steps.
BANG!
Pippin's head hit the floor as he descended.
"OW! That's another bad thing about being tall! That didn't used to be there!" Pippin finished going down the stairs, and returned to the pub, arms filled with a dozen large steaks.
"Good. Give them to me, I'll go start a fire," said Aragorn, holding out his arms.
"Knock yourself out," said Pippin as he handed Aragorn the steaks. Aragorn grinned like a little boy getting presents at Christmas and made his way outside to start a fire.
"Do you think you can do it?" said Sam to Merry and Pippin.
"I reckon we can. What do you think Mer?" said Pippin.
"Defiantly."
"Done. We're doing it. After Aragorn feeds us, we're doing it."
"I can't believe that you two, out of all hobbits, are going to go twenty-four hours without food," said Frodo.
"It can't be that hard, can it?" said Merry.
"Those who have done this before have said the same thing before and failed," said Elrond, sitting down and crossing his arms.
"Thanks for the encouragement!" said Pippin sarcastically.
"No problem," said Elrond, smiling over the rim of his mug as he sipped.
"There's no stopping us Pip. We're doing it. We're gonna be hobbits again," said Merry. The two elves, soon to be hobbits, clanked mugs and drank to a future of hobbitanity.
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Wow.....17 pages. I'm trying to keep my chapters no longer than this, I'm sure your eyes are killing you. It was so long that I had to cut this into two different chapters. Please send me ideas for what you want to happen to Merry, Pippin, and Legolas as they transform back to their normal selves. The ones you sent were excellent, they helped a lot! Thanks! Sorry it took a little while to get this chapter up, I got a new computer. But that's good, because now I can post things faster now and I don't have to use my dad's computer. Yay!
Anyway, I'm afraid that unless I can get the internet in Hilton Head, there will not be any more chapters until the 21rst. Sorry! I'm very sorry! If anyone reading this is going to Hilton Head (or is in HH) from the 12th to the 20th, please feel free to e-mail (soccercyclone9"yahoo.com) me to see if we are staying in the same hotel. I'd rather not post where I am staying online for all to see......security reasons ya know.
Legolas bashing is FUN!
ARG! FF.net is being evil.....this took me a little longer to get posted. Blame the server.
Love and peace
Court