Forest Rescue - Chapter 3
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"What do we do now?" asks Pippin.
The four hobbits, Merry, Pippin, Sam and Frodo, are all sitting around a table in Bag End, discussing what to do next.
"I don't know," Merry sighs.
"Well we have to think of something or the Shire is doomed!" Frodo pointed out. The four hobbits stop talking as they try to think of a plan.
"Hey, why don't we go talk to the ents?" Pippin suggests, "they could come here and herd the trees back into the forest."
"There's only one problem, the ents already have their hands full taking care of Fangorn Forest," Merry replies. None of the hobbits notice but at the mentioning of the name 'Fangorn' the roots of the trees that grows out of Bag End quiver. "And what makes you think they'll be able to help us anyway?"
"What? Do you think Treebeard would ... WHAT THE-" Pippin yells as the roots of the tree over Bag End start wiggling like crazy! "WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON!" he shouts.
Merry walks over to one of the wriggling roots and pokes it. "WHOA!" Merry yelps as the root pulls straight up through the roof! That root is soon followed by many others. The roof begins to creak and crack as the roots continue to 'up root' themselves.
"Ow!" Pippin cries when a piece of the roof lands on his head.
"GET OUT OF HERE!" Sam orders.
Everyone runs out of Bag End. Frodo gasps as he turns around and sees the tree over Bag End pulling itself out of the ground!
"That tree is pulling itself out of the ground!" Frodo exclaims.
The tree begins to walk down from the roof of Bag End.
"Good tree... nice tree. No. No! NO! BAD TREE! PUT ME DOWN! PUT ME DOWN!" Frodo screams as the tree walks down onto the road and picks him up. "HELP!" he yells.
"I am not a TREE! I am an ENTWIFE!" she replies.
"An entwife?!" the four hobbits exclaim together.
(Later)
The four hobbits are talking and Fimbrethil, the entwife, is walking around talking to every plant she sees.
"I can't believe it, we actually found an entwife!" Pippin said with delight, "a real, live, entwife!"
"Her name sounds familiar," Merry says, "Fimbrethil, where have I heard that name before?"
"Fimbrethil? That's the elvish word for slim-birch. Her name means slim-birch!" Frodo blurts out.
"Yes, it does," Fimbrethil replies, "you may call me Slim-birch if you wish. I am also called Wandlimb."
"Now I remember, Treebeard was talking about her, remember Pippin?" Merry says excitedly.
"Oh yeah, now I remember." Pippin replies
"Treebeard?" Slim-birch says, "You know Treebeard?"
"Yes, why?" Pippin asks.
"Where is he? I MUST speak to him!" she says as she starts walking around madly.
"He's not here, he's in Fangorn Forest," Pippin replies.
"Then I must go there!" she says as she starts to walk away.
"Wait! Can we come too? We also need to talk to Treebeard about something important," Pippin asks.
"It is no burden to me, you may come if you wish," she answers.
As they start off Pippin yells out, "Wait for us! Slow down!"
"Maybe it would be faster if you ride in my branches," she says.
"If you don't mind," Merry and Pippin reply.
She picks them up and puts them in her branches.
"Now we go off to Fangorn Forest!" she says. When Merry and Pippin are safely in her branches, they head off, out of the Shire.
TBC
A/N: Thanks for your reviews, and yes, it was the trees attacking Merry and Pippin.