"So dad, can I? Can I please have a sleep over with Mac and Pip?" Merry begged his father, Saradoc.
"I suppose so but if that Nazgul tries to posses one hobbit or mushroom he is leaving!" Saradoc said as Merry skipped away happily to his pony, which he was going to go ride on to get Pippin and Mac.
First was Pippin, since he lived down the street. Pippin was aloud to come, but he was a tad bit scared to do so since he had a terrible fear of Nazguls - even the mini ones.
"Now, take a right turn around Isengard and… Here it is! Grima's box, where Mac is staying." Merry smiled proudly as he parked the pony right outside Grima's box. Mac looked up from the box when he heard the pony.
"Oh! Merry, what are you doing here?"
"Came to ask if you could come over for a sleepover!"
"I'll have to ask my dad- uh, I mean my master, the all mighty lord Saruman ruler of Middle Earth of many colours."
"Cant you just call him Saruman, or dad?"
"No I have to call him 'my master the all mighty lord Saruman ruler of middle earth of many colours'. Now quiet, I have to call him using my Walky-Talky-Palantir and it's hard to hear with this." Mac said as he tried to get through to Saruman.
"Saruman is currently talking to…SAURON… Please leave a message after the screech." Mac waited for a loud screeching noise before he left his message.
"I'm going to Merry's house, Love Mini Nazgul."
Mac hung up his Walky-Talky-Palantir and followed Merry and Pippin back to the Shire. Pippin kept a good distance from the Nazgul.
"Well, this is my home!" Merry pointed to his hobbit hole.
"You live in a hole in the ground? Well, it's better than a box." Mac shrugged.
"So, what should we do now?" Merry asked.
"Play tag!" Pippin yelled.
"Read a book!" Mac shouted.
"Why don't we do both? Play tag while reading books!" Merry suggested, and they all nodded in agreement.
Each of them took a book. Pippin took little red riding hobbit, Merry took Elmo's A B Elves and Mac took the Middle Earth Encyclopaedia of everything.
"Alright, so to tag someone you have to throw your book at the hobbit or Nazgul and it has to hit them." Merry said. Mac had a hardcover book that was over 3000 pages long, so both hobbits feared being tagged by him. But luckily Mac had trouble throwing the 3000 pages, hard cover book so it always landed a few inches away from Mac's toes and never hit anyone.
"Boys, stop playing with the books!" Merry's mother yelled. The three friends sighed and put away their books.
"Mac, your fun!" Pippin giggled, grabbed a pillow and hit Mac and Merry with it. Pippin screeched and giggled as Mac and Merry jumped on him and tickled him. Pippin shoved a hand in Merry's face to push him away and did the same with Mac until he realised Mac had no face and then he began to scream.
"Pip! Calm down!" Merry said.
Pippin kept on screaming.
"I'm a Nazgul, remember?" Mac smiled - but you could not tell he was smiling, since he was a nazgul after all.
"Oh yea! I remember now!" Pippin smiled.
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"Why do I have to serve myself? I am the CROWNED prince I will inherit the throne and-
"Just because you are tired Tonus, you don't have to complain. Now eat the damned eggs and shut your mouth." Cield smirked, washing his empty plate.
"Damned." Legolas giggled, Thranduil shaking his head.
"Some words your brothers say are not nice, you should not repeat what they say."
"Yes daddy. I wont."
"Good boy, now go wash up." Thranduil said, gently tapping Legolas' hip, telling him to leave.
"Okay."
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"Now Glorfindel, you realise your leg will take a while to heal?" Billy Bob asked, sitting beside Glorfindel, just after healing his leg.
"I understand. Wow. That is the most logical thing I have ever said! I love this black hair dye, I cannot wait to see what Erestor thinks of it!"
"I'm sure he will love it… Now, if you need help, press the red button that's right there." Billy Bob pointed to a red button. Glorfindel pressed it.
"Not now you idiot! Ah, some cases of SB just don't go away as easily…" Billy Bob sighed as he left the room, leaving Glorfindel alone.
"It's not fair, they all think I have 'SB', but I don't! My brain just seemed to have been… damaged… When I died in Gondolin all those years back…
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"I will slay thou with my blade!" Glorfindel yelled as he charged forwards, attacking the balrog. They fought until the Balrog died, but both fell down the giant hole.
"HELP! OW! MY HEAD! I THINK I FELT MY BRAIN RATTLE AROUND!" Glorfindel yelled, but no one heard him. He died a few minutes later, and no one in the halls of mandos could fix the brain damage he suffered from the fall, so they sent him back just like that.
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Billy Bob grabbed his sack and turned to look at his brother, Tappin.
"Hey Tappin, it's my break. I'm going home. I wont be here tomorrow, I work at the Celeb Cinema tomorrow then the next day I will be at school… The following day I will be doing some therapy house calls… Maybe I will have time after the house calls to check in and care for some patients… Keep an eye on Glorfindel, all right? Poor guy needs a lot of help." Billy Bob said, opened the special door of the hospital made for hobbits that was between the elf door and the dog door.
"Yep, of course Billy. You work too much so… Don't come if you're tired and don't worry about your dear balrog slayer." Tappin said as his brother left.
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To be continued…
I am really sorry that this chapter is so short! Please some suggestions; I think I have a bad case of writer's block.
Mistopurr: I know eggs are evil, it's just too obvious…Mesozoic Flower: Hug them tightly or else they might just turn into little ice cubes!
Surf all day and do the hula: I'm so sorry that this chapter is short, too, if you help me with some suggestions maybe it will get longer –hint-hint-.
Bberry06: Of course he's dangerous… He has those little sharp (and falling out) teeth and he can throw a tantrum from hell!
Haldir's Heart and Soul: Cield has tattoos in this since it's modern, but not in the other stories by me. Or at least, I don't think I've ever seen him with tattoos in those stories…
Laer4572: Here is your suggestion. I bet it will turn out good.
Here comes the hockey puck: So what is the story behind your strange name? Cold water is evil, especially when it freezes and there's snow and ice so I slip and fall while I'm trying to chaise my bus!