Chapter 2
The next morning the Hobbits decided to try to keep out of Lord Elrond's way. They slowly made their way to Frodo's room to pay him a visit, even though he wasn't awake yet. "I'm telling you, Sam," said Merry, "Elrond has quite the temper!"
"Well you two passed out on his bed! What did you expect?"
"Well...er..."
"No we didn't!" said Pippin, defiantly.
"How would you know? You were drunk!"
"Oh...right. I forgot.."Pippin giggled. Merry began to laugh too. "You're hopeless.." said Sam, shaking his head. The Hobbits approached the door. "Do you think we should knock first?" inquired Pippin, but he decided it was an unnecessary question after the 'looks' from Merry and Sam. Sam pushed open the door and the three Hobbits could see Frodo lying still and pale underneath the soft sheets that smelled so good. "You know.." said Merry "It really isn't fair that he gets those nice bed sheets...i mean, he's not even awake to enjoy them." Although Sam wasn't one to go against Frodo, he had to agree on this point. To the Hobbits it seemed as if Lord Elrond was being downright stingy with his laundry detergents.
Sam crept slowly to Frodo's side. Merry and Pippin followed. Sam was greatly saddened to see Frodo sick. He bit his lip to keep from crying. Pippin reached out and poked Frodo's arm, then shivered. "He's cold!" Sam was outraged, "What did you do that for! don't you touch him again!" Pippin flinched and backed away from Frodo. In doing so, he accidentally knocked over the vase beside Frodo's bed. The glass shattered, water spilled onto the floor, and the flowers lay bruised on the ground. "Oops.." All three Hobbits looked around wildly for any witnesses. Seeing as no one was around they sighed in relief.
Just then the door flung open, quite gracefully, and closed behind without a sound. Merry gasped and nearly fell over backwards. "Hello lads" said Lord Elrond, rather bitterly. Pippin looked from the broken vase to Lord Elrond, with wide eyes. "What's going on h-" Elrond stopped abruptly. "WHO BROKE MY VASE?" All three Hobbits began to back away from the infuriated Elf. "GET OUT!" There was no need to ask them twice. Sam, Merry, and Pippin flew out the door, and didn't stop until they were far away from Elrond.
Later that day the Elves gathered in Lord Elrond's house for singing around a warm fire. The Hobbits sat as far away from Lord Elrond as possible. They sat next to Gandalf and munched on apples while listening to the enchanting singing of the Elves. Many hours passed, and they had heard songs of battle, love, history, and most of all, the sea.
The time soon came when Elrond himself would sing for everyone. A hushed silence fell on all the guests and Elves as Lord Elrond strode, gracefully, to the center of the room. He began to sing softly, in his fair Elven voice, a song of the sea. Sam stopped chewing his bite of apple to listen, and sighed. Then he coughed. sighing hadn't been such a great idea. The piece of apple had become lodged in his throat. Sam began choking and coughing. Being interrupted in the middle of his wonderful song made Elrond very unhappy, and he was glaring daggers at Sam, who was making his song inaudible. Merry smacked Sam's back as hard as he could. Sam choked once more and a large wad of chewed up apple flew through the air. "Eeew" remarked Pippin. Lord Elrond continued his song, but his face was red with fury.
After supper, Lord Elrond made the three Hobbits wash dishes. "This is cruel and unusual punishment!" said Merry.
"Actually its not so unusual...its probably the most common punishment there is." Sam pointed out. "But it is unfair of Lord Elrond. I couldn't help but choke!"
"I think we need to get revenge" whispered Merry.
"How?" inquired Sam
"First we shrink him. Then we put him into a tiny box and mail it to Mordor. Then we hire a detective to find it, and when he brings it back we SMASH IT! and then we wrap it in Birthday wrapping paper and put a big bow on top, and mail it to ourselves. when we get it we take him out and dress him in women's clothes! then we put him in another box and mail it to all of his relatives!" Merry thought for a moment. "Or we could just cover him with honey."
"Brilliant!" exclaimed Pippin "Where do we get the Birthday wrapping paper?" Sam rolled his eyes. "Pippin, we're going to need honey, not wrapping paper. that would take much too long to do."
"awww..."
The three Hobbits quietly made their way to the storehouse. When they were safely inside they searched for the honey. "I found it!" shouted Pippin.
"Hooray!" said Merry and Sam in unison, and ran to Pippin. Their smiles immediately faded. "Pippin, I thought you said you'd found the honey." said Sam.
"Oh! said Pippin, "No, I found my pipe. I must have accidentaly left it here. I'm so glad i found it!" The Hobbits continued the search for honey. Finally, when the sun began to go down, Merry found it. "Look!" He pointed up to the highest shelf, and sure enough, two jars of honey were stored there. "I wonder.." mused Sam "How are we going to get up there?"
"I'm not really sure." answered Merry
"We could climb the shelves" suggested Pippin
"Brillaint!" exclaimed Sam and Merry in unison. It was decided that since Pippin was the smallest he would be the one to get the honey. The other two Hobbits wished him luck as he stepped onto the first shelf.
Pippin carefully climbed higher and higher. a pickle jar crashed to the floor, along with a bottle of clear spring water, and a large package of unknown contents. Finally He got the honey and climbed back down. "I wonder what's in there" said Pippin, pointing to the mysterious package. "hmmm..."said Merry "I think we should take it with us."
The Hobbits crept to Lord Elrond's window. Sam peeked in. "He's asleep" he whispered to the others. They silently pushed open the window and crept into the room. Elrond was snoring. The Hobbits approached the sleeping Elf. "Do you smell that?" whispered Merry.
"Hey!" said Pippin, forgetting to whisper. "His sheets have that right-out-of-the-drier scent too!" Sam shook his head and mumbled something about injustice. Returning to the task at hand, Merry poured a very tiny drop of honey onto the Elf's hand, and waited for him to move. Nothing happened. Merry continued to pour covering Elrond's arms, face, and most of all, his hair. lastly, Merry poured the contents of the mysterious package onto Lord Elrond. The Hobbits bit their lips to keep from laughing as they sneaked out of the room and back to their own beds.
The Hobbits were awakened the next morning by an ear shattering shriek. They giggled to themselves. Their plan had been sucessful. They went to breakfast and sat at the table, eagerly awaiting the arrival of Lord Elrond. And he came. His hair was frazzled and as he pulled out his chair and sat down his hand stuck to the top of the chair a bit before releasing. "Did you sleep well, Lord?" asked Aragorn. The Hobbits bit their lips. Lord Elrond cleared his throat. "Not as well as i would wish.." he said, as he picked a small white feather off of his face. Aragorn looked confused. The Hobbits couldn't take it any longer, and they began to giggle. "YOU LITTLE VANDALS!" shouted Elrond in rage "YOU DID THIS!"
"What did they do?" asked Aragorn, curious to the situation.
"THEY POURED HONEY ON ME AND THEN COVERED ME IN FEATHERS!" The Hobbits laughed harder. "AND THEY STOLED MY SHINY HEADBAND!" The Hobbits paused, and looked at one another. No one had stolen Elrond's shiny headband. From across the table Gimili grunted and excused himself from the table.
::next:: Soon...I am working on another as well, but I should be done soon. Oh, and this is only one of the short fan fics of 'what J.R.R. Tolkien didn't tell us...;) I believe the next one we're writing is about the rivalry of Legolas and Gimili! Well, hope you enjoyed! Please review!