Elladan/Elrohir VS Merry/Pippin
Flashes of Random Characterizations.
A/N: Yes! I have reached 22 reviews (so what if one person reviewed the same thing for half of them?) and have decided once more to continue this little, heh heh, plot. It's a small thing that isn't just for the sake of updating, no really! It's more of an introduction to everyone. It will be mainly Merry and Pippin playing pranks on mainly the twins but I thought we should have a bit of variety.
Oh yes, this is a very, err, wacky (if that's the right word) chapter.
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Merry and Pippin could be found sitting behind two large mugs of ale that had been especially brewed for them after the very embarrassing incident in the pink silk. Many elves still giggled or at least showed some sort of amusement when they saw the two hobbits and they needed something to help them get back at the brothers. For now, Operation Peg would have to be pt off. They would need a new plan, Elladan and Elrohir weren't the only ones to be at the end of their pranks.
"So, how are we going to do this, Merry?" asked Pippin after a long draught of his ale.
"Shh, I'm thinking."
Pippin waited.
"So?"
"I'm thinking music. You can sing, I'll play the guitar."
"And then?"
"Shh, I need to think."
"Hey Merry."
"What, Pip?"
"I'm hungry."
"Shh, I'm thinking."
They sat in silence for a while.
"I'm thinking Strider," said Pippin.
"Hmm." They grinned.
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There you see herSitting there across the wayShe don't got a lot to sayBut there's something about herAnd you don't know whyBut you're dying to tryYou wanna kiss the girl
Merry and Pippin hid behind an extra large and wriggling fern, one holding a guitar, the other crooning the backing vocals.
Both were eyeing the two lovers standing on the bridge and grinning though still managing not to laugh out loud and break the "mood".
The man had taken the woman's hands in his and they were looking deep into each other's eyes.
Sha la la la
My oh my,
Looks like the boy too shy . . .
He ain't gonna Kiss The Girl
They whispered words of promised love to each other, moving closer and closer together . . .
Sha la la la
The music play,
Do what the music say
You gotta, kiss the girl
The lovers leaned closer, their lips touching.
Kiss the girl . . .
"Dammit, Pippin!" yelled Aragorn, whirling around.
Pippin and Merry sprang up and grinned at Aragorn and a shocked looking Arwen.
Aragorn leapt over the bridge and used the stepping stones to chase Merry and Pippin who by now, were racing into the Great Hall.
"Now you've, missed the girl!" yelled Pippin over his shoulder at their now tomato faced pursuer.
They continued through the kitchens, scaring the poor cooks and throwing their arms against the benches, spilling everything on the floor. Diving through an open window they rolled and persisted in running on through the gardens.
Aragorn roared from behind them
But all the two of them did was cackle as they clambered over a wall and into the next garden, sprinting over a rose bush and through an innocent hedge. They ran and ran, until they were certain Aragorn had given up.
"I love this!" exclaimed Merry, as soon as he'd reclaimed his breath.
"Heh heh heh . . ." Pippin laughed sinisterly, "Heh heh heh . . . uh oh."
They jumped up as they saw Elrohir advancing.
"Estel has told me what you two have been up to. Evidently, your previous punishment was not enough."
Pippin ran his hand through his mohawk styled hair.
"I quite liked this, it gives me a bit of a 'punk' look, no?" he asked.
A growl broke out from behind them. They spun quickly and dodged a cuff from Elladan.
"Never one without the other, eh?" smirked Merry.
They looked carefully at one another as the twins were politely confused.
The hobbits nodded.
"What are you up to?" asked Elrohir suspiciously.
"Te audire no possum. Musa sapientum fixa est in aure," replied Pippin.
"What?"
"Illiud Latine dici non potest!" said Merry. The twins' heads swivelled to look at Merry.
Pippin grinned, "Cave canem." The twins looked at Pippin.
"Where?" said Merry looking around. The twins looked back to Merry.
"What gibberish are you speaking now?" asked Elladan, starting to get dizzy.
"Fiat justitia; ruat coelum," murmured Merry and Pippin looked up, shaking his head.
"Si vis pacem, para bellum," Pippin said.
"Proximo sed nolo fumigare," replied Merry crossly.
"Damn."
Elladan and Elrohir watched all this as if they were watching a tennis match but lunged suddenly as Pippin and Merry made a break for it and disappeared into the distance.
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Arwen was annoyed.
She was quite angry in fact.
And the pimple on her nose wasn't helping, either.
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Boromir rode in amazed. The poems back home would never have done this wondrous place justice.
He looked at the huge trees and the greenery that surrounded every nook and cranny.
Dismounting he led his horse to the stables and proceeded to remove the saddle and blanket and brush it down, he had ridden it hard these last few weeks.
"Excuse me," he said to a passing elf, "Would you mind taking me to Lord Elrond? I am Boromir, son of Denethor, the Steward of Gondor. I wish to speak with him."
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Frodo woke with a start and smelled an odd whiff of strawberry scented shampoo. The last few days were hazy; all he could remember was a swift ride and an elf . . .
Opening his eyes he saw Gandalf smoking his pipe amiably to the right of his bed.
"Gandalf!" he said, trying to sit up.
"Hello, young hobbit," Gandalf smiled down at this charge.
Sam charged in.
"Mister Frodo! Your alive!" he hugged Frodo so tight that Frodo's eyes slightly bulged.
"Hello, Sam," gasped Frodo, "Good to see you too!"
Sam let go, his eyes brimming with tears.
"I'm so glad your alive Mister Frodo! It's been terribly boring without you . . . well, except for Merry and Pip."
"Enough of that," interrupted Gandalf.
"What's happened? Are we in Rivendell? Why weren't you at Bree?" Gandalf held up his hand to the barrage of questions coming from Frodo.
"You were lucky to survive that is what happened. Yes we are in Rivendell. I will tell you of what has happened lately."
Which was exactly what he did.
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Legolas smiled happily.
He poked the statue.
It was to be an interesting time in Rivendell .The council, the Ring. Oops, he wasn't supposed to mention that.
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Pip and Merry's conversation was in Latin (weird and out of it, I know, but I needed a bit of wackiness for this chapter, and I've been having a tendency towards Latin sayings lately….) and in order of appearance was:
I can't hear you. I have a banana in my ear.
You can't say that in Latin!
Beware of the dog.
Let justice be done; though heaven shall fall
If you want peace then prepare for war.
Close, but no cigar.
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