Disclaimer: I own nothing in this story, except for myself. I hope.
All day I felt sick to my stomach, so I went to bed early. My head hit the pillow and I fell asleep immediately, which was odd because I have problems falling asleep. All of my dreams were odd.
First, I was on a ship, Billy Boyd ran up to me. This had to be Master and Commander. He looked at me fiercely, his bleached hair sprawled about his face. "You shouldn't be here." He said. "You are supposed to be with the others." And he ushered me below decks.
Then, I turned up on middle earth. Pippin was talking with Merry when he turned to me. "What are you doing here? You should be home."
I woke up on the floor, the bed sheets covering me up like a huge cocoon. I got a drink from the bathroom and came back to my room, fixing my sheets and laying back down again.
My room was filled to the brim with Lord of the Rings stuff, I had all of the swords hung up on one of my walls, Aragorn's sword, the Flame of the West, was my favorite. On another wall hung three Lord of the Rings posters, one from each movie. Next to the posters were four shelves, each filled with every figurine imaginable, everything from Frodo Baggins to the Balrog. The third wall had a huge mural painted on it. In front of it were cutouts of Frodo, Aragorn, Legolas, Pippin, Merry, and Sam. The fourth wall had all of my collectibles, including the holographic ring from the Noble Collection (I love em!).
Finally, after staring at the swords for at least an hour, I fell asleep. There was another dream, I was in a field and I heard a child crying. I walked towards the sound and saw the little boy, who was barely a toddler who was crying for his mum.
Gently, I picked him up, it looked as though he had been lost for quite some time. His face was all smudged up with dirt and tears. He looked at me and instantly I felt connected to him. "Do you know where my mum is?" He asked me tearfully.
"No, I am so sorry, but can I take care of you till you find her?" I couldn't leave the little one all alone.
He nodded happily. Just then another little one came running. "Pip! Pip! Where are you?" This one was a little older than the one I held.
"Mewy, come here!" I put the little boy back on the ground and I realized that he didn't have any shoes on, and his feet looked very furry. Pippin and Merry? Could it possibly be them?