Disclaimer: see chapter one.

A/N: I've had this written for almost three weeks now but classes have started!! I've been on overload with work for the past two weeks and any free time I have, I sleep. I have the last chapter written. I might post it 30 seconds after this one or it'll have to wait. Just depends on how much time I want to reserve for sleeping tonight.

Day Two: Rum Adventure

"So, what shall we do?" Pippin asked. He sat at a round table with Merry, Frodo, and Sam below deck. The first day on the Black Pearl passed without event. They got to know some of the crew (but became fast friends with the cook). They impressed Jack and Will with their fighting skills. Exchanging stories of the Ring and the Cursed Pirates and Treasure soon became evident that they came from different worlds. The question then came up, of course, how to get back.

"Just get us ashore," reassured Gandalf, "and I can get us back from there." He winked.

After conversation died out and the hobbits became aware that Jack and Will needed some alone time, they took up company with Ana Maria. The rest of the day was spent with her as she thought they were most adorable.

So that left them no, bored and sleep deprived (the noise from the captain's cabin had kept them up in shifts last night).

"There's nothing we can do?" Pippin asked again after several minutes of brainstorming.

"I now!" said Merry at last. "Let's play 'I Never.'" Their nod of agreement prompted him to continue. "Ok, this is how you play. You hold out your ten fingers-"

"I only have nine," interrupted Frodo darkly.

"Ok, use your toes then," suggested Pippin.

"No, you can't use your toes, Pippin," said Merry.

"What are you talking about?" asked Sam.

"I'll just explain it first and then we can figure this out," Merry said. "First you hold out your ten fingers --assuming you have all ten—and then we go around the room saying things we've never done. If somebody else says something you have done, you have to put a finger down. First to get all ten down wins. And since Frodo only has nine fingers-"

"We can use out toes," Pippin repeated lifting his foot onto the table.

"No Pippin!" Merry protested pushing his foot off. "We must use ale."

"Ale's not bad," said Sam.

"Where do we get it?" Frodo asked.

"Well," said Pippin, "Merry and I stole some from the captain's cabin yesterday-"

"You stole ale from the captain?" demanded Sam.

Frodo leaned back to laugh at the scene before him.

"Shh, shh, not so loud," Merry hushed.

"Besides," said Pippin, "It's not like Farmer Magot ever minded."

"He did to mind," said Sam sternly, but his voice was lower.

"Well anyway," Merry continued, "we only need, what, a bottle or two?"

"I don't like the idea," said Sam.

"I'm in," volunteered Frodo. He needed some excitement.

"Great," said Pippin. "It'll be a mission!"

"No, no," interrupted Frodo, completely ruining the moment. "I'm sick of missions. It'll be fun, that's all."

"Quest?"

"No."

"Thing."

"No, just fun."

"Fun?"

"Yes fun."

"It'll be fun!" Pippin declared.

And with that they were off! Ok, I may have spoken to soon. They made a plan, and then were off!


Pippin and Sam casually walked upstairs to the deck. They didn't want to admit it, but both were slightly nervous. After one quick glance back at Frodo and Merry downstairs, Sam opened the door.

Jack, Will, and Legolas stood outside the captain's cabin talking.

"Good," Pippin whispered to Sam, "we don't have to get them out of the cabin. We just need to make them stand there while Frodo and Merry the rum."

"Right," agreed Sam, although he still couldn't believe he was doing this.

The two walked over and positioned themselves so that Jack, Will, and Legolas had to turn their backs towards the entrance of the cabin.

"So," Pippin said. Jack, Will, and Legolas stopped mid-sentence to face the hobbits. "Well, I mean, hello." Pippin extended his hand to shake, but when nobody took it, he dropped it by his side.

"Hello little hobbit," Jack smiled with a tile of his head.

There was an awkward silence.

"Well, um, nice weather," Sam said, indicating the overcast day.

"Lovely," said Will.

"How was our sleep last night?" Pippin asked. He regretted it immediately as mischievous smiles spread across Jack's, Will's and Legolas's face.

Sam sent Pippin a warning look. Both hobbits knew exactly how the three's night went. Actually, they heard exactly how the three's night went.

"Why don't you come into my cabin?" Jack suggested. "We could show you."

"Oh, well, that's ok, I don't… I mean, I think it went just fine…"

"No, I really shouldn't. I am married. And, you know, my Rosie and little Sam Jr. at home and all…"

The hobbits tried babbling their way out of it, but three against two hobbits was no match. Pippin and Sam found themselves being steered towards the door.


Frodo and Merry watched as Sam and Pippin walked upstairs to the deck. They were going to put their plan into action. Frodo and Merry waited until their friends were out of sight, and then followed up the steps. They peaked out the door, and to their amazement, Sam and Pippin had already lured Jack, Will, and Legolas out of the captain's cabin. The two hobbits had the three's backs turned to the entrance of the cabin, leaving it clear for Frodo and Merry. They tiptoed from the stairs, past the crowed, and into the cabin. Once inside, Merry quietly shut the door.

"Ok," Merry whispered. "You take that side of the room, I'll search this side."

On Merry's command, Frodo started searching his side of the room for Jacks rum. In drawers, under the bed, in cabinets. After several minutes of searching, Merry let out a small cry.

"Look! Frodo! I found it!"

Frodo rushed over. In what looked like a secret compartment in the wall, lay bottles and bottles of rum.

"How many do we need?" asked Frodo.

"Um…" Merry grabbed one bottle. "Well maybe…" he grabbed another. Merry looked at the two bottles of rum in his hands. "We each get two," he declared.

Frodo grabbed two and then closed the compartment. "Alright, now we leave."

The two turned around just in time to see the door handle rotate. Quicker then they thought possible, Merry and Frodo dashed under the bed.


Pippin and Sam were backed onto the bed. Sam had continued babbling, but Pippin had been devising another plan—one to get them out of this situation. Just as Jack, Will, and Legolas surrounded them, Pippin spoke up.

"Wait!" he said. Roughly, he grabbed Sam by the front of his shirt and pulled him to the floor. Pouncing on him, Pippin looked back to the three on the bed. "We'll be down here," and rolled under the bed.

"Frisky little hobbits," Jack observed.

"Apparently," Legolas said, remembering how they all had jumped on Frodo's bed after destroying the ring.


Pippin and Sam rolled into Frodo and Merry. Startled, they almost sat up, but thought better of it.

"What are you doing here?" Pippin whispered.

"What are you doing here?" Merry whispered back.

"We never got out," supplied Frodo.

"We couldn't leave," said Sam.

"How are we going to get out of here?" Pippin asked. The bed above them started to move as a moan erupted.

They all looked to Merry.

"I know," he said after pondering. "Pippin and Sam, you two get out of here and get the large blanket at the end of the bed. Spread it out, and then cover yourselves and them in it. Then Frodo and I'll make a run for it."

"Why do we have to be under it?" Sam asked.

"What if… what if they… what if we have to…" Pippin started.

"You can deal with it. You can get yourselves out. I'm just glad it's not me," Frodo smiled and clapped Pippin on the shoulder. Together, he and Merry pushed Pippin and Sam from under the bed.


Pippin and Sam rolled out from under the bed. Jack, Will, and Legolas were naked. But some things go better not said. At the foot of the bed, there was a folded up blanket. Sam grabbed it and unfolded it. He gave a corner to Pippin and the they joined Jack, Will, and Legolas, covering themselves up as they went.


Frodo peaked out from under the bed as it sunk from more weight. Seeing the coast was clear, he and Merry raced out the door, clutching their bottles of rum.


Pippin and Sam, to their relief, realized that Jack, Will, and Legolas paid no attention to their sudden attendance. Quickly, Pippin and Sam bolted for the door.


Pippin and Sam met Frodo and Merry at the table below deck. They set out the bottles of rum in front of them.

"So, why did we need the rum?" asked Pippin.

Frodo looked at his companions as if that would help him remember.

"I can't remember," said Merry.

"Well let's just drink it then," Sam said grabbing a bottle.

"Works for me," said Pippin.

The four hobbits enjoyed their rum.