A/N: I know they probably didnt have sleeping bags in the time of M.E, but they do in this story...please r&r! thank you!
~TC
~*~*~
"How exactly will we accomplish that?" Aragorn asked.
"If I knew how I'd originally done it, it'd be easier to reverse." Gandalf answered, observing the giant hobbits. "I guess we'll have to wait until the spell wears off."
"How long will that take?"
"There's no telling how long."
"That's just great."
"Well, while you guys wait, I will go talk to Saruman." Gandalf told them and walked into Isengard to the base of Orthanc. Saruman was looking down out of the tower, seemingly confused. They began yelling back and forth at each other.
No one noticed, but Merry and Pippin had been gradually reducing in size ever since they'd been enlarged. Now they were a couple inches taller than Aragorn.
"Hey look! Squirrels!" MC yelled. "They're so cu--ew!"
"What?" TC looked over. "HOLY CRAP! DISMOUNT!" she yelled, but the squirrels paid her no attention. "How can they do that on the side of the tree?"
Legolas looked over. "Oh dear Lord! That's just not right!" he paused and looked closer. "THEY'RE VIBRATING!"
"That's something I could have done with out." Pippin commented. Something flew out of Orthanc. "What's that?" Pippin walked over to it and picked it up, it was a ball of some sort.
"NO!" Gandalf yelled, noticing this, and ran over and grabbed it from Pippin, now only five foot eight.
"I miss being tall." Merry sniffed sadly as they were heading back to Helm's Deep.
"So do I." MC said. Merry and Pippin shot her confused looks.
"What are you talking about?" Pippin asked.
"We used to be hum--oh, nevermind."
"You know I almost forgot about that." TC said.
"I'm not surprised, you didn't change that much." MC teased. TC shot her a glare.
"Hold on Legolas," Liko yelled, somewhat confused. "You actually LIKE the hobbits?!"
"Yeah, why wouldn't I?" Legolas replied, not understanding why people couldn't accept that he was friends with the hobbits.
"In Helm's Deep you referred to them as Satan's four closest friends!"
"That was before my hair was back to normal." Legolas grinned. "If my hair didn't grow so fast, they'd be chilling with Satan as we speak!"
"Can I brush your hair?"
"Um...sure...when we stop."
"Oh my gosh Legolas! How long has it been since you've brushed your hair?" Liko screamed, yanking at the brush that was lodged in Legolas's hair. It was evening, and they'd all stopped to make camp.
"Ow! You're hurting me!" Legolas whined, trying to get away. At that moment, the brush snapped in half.
"Thanks a lot! You broke my best brush!"
"Well I haven't needed a brush since Lothlorien, and I lost all the brushes that I'd brought with me."
"BrushES?" Liko emphasized the "es."
"Yeah..."
"How many?"
"Um..four."
"FOUR!? Good God! I only brought one...and I'm a girl!"
"But your one brush just broke. You should have brought backups like me!"
"For one, you LOST all your backups, and I wasn't counting on breaking my brush in someone's hair!"
"MC please stop that!" TC said to her friend, who was humming "Baby One More Time." MC did not listen to TC. "MC, seriously!" TC's voice was a little firmer this time. MC continued to hum. TC decided to ignore her, she'd eventually have to stop. She was wrong.
"MC, really, stop!" Pippin told her. She didn't listen to him either. Pippin noticed that TC's eyes were unnaturally large, and she was rocking a bit. (The four hobbits were each sitting on a sleeping bag, around their own separate campfire. The rest of the group decided they didn't want to mingle with the hobbits. Aragorn had been sent [or sacraficed, as he put it] to make sure the hobbits didn't light each other on fire or something, so he was sitting there too.).
"MC STOP IT!" TC screamed. "FOR THE LOVE OF GOD JUST STOP!" MC once again ignored TC.
Everyone (and I do mean everyone) who was there turned to see what was going on. Aragorn decided that now might be a good time to jump in. "MC, seriously,cut it out!" Amazingly, MC listened to him. Everyone diverted their attention elsewhere.
Five seconds later, MC began softly humming "The Song That Never Ends," so only TC could hear.
"STOP!" TC screamed, covering her ears. MC did. TC cautiously lowered her hands--silence! So she thought. "SHUT UP!" she suddenly screeched. The other four looked at her, startled. "STOP HUMMING!"
"I'm not humming." MC said, truthfully.
"LIAR! YOU *ARE* HUMMING AND YOU BETTER STOP IT RIGHT NOW!"
"TC, she isn't humming." Aragorn said, getting a little worried.
TC didn't believe him, she continued to scream.
"TC, quiet down!"
"I AM BEING QUIET!" TC screamed so loudly (and ironically) Aragorn fell back with surprise. TC kept yelling at MC to stop humming (even though MC had long since ceased), and then flung herself down on the ground (she had been sitting up) and began convulsing. Aragorn went over to her and tried to calm her down, to no avail.
Everyone was, once again, looking over. It was no longer possible to tell what exactly TC was screaming about, she got so frantic her words slurred. So, with her screaming and convulsing on the ground, and Aragorn hovering over her, it didn't make Aragorn look too good at that exact moment.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO HER?" One of the people in the other group screamed. Aragorn shot them a frustrated look, but said nothing to them.
"Pippin, do something!"
"Why me?!"
"She likes you! And we all assume you like her as well."
Pippin blushed a bit at this. "What do you want me to do?"
"Anything."
"Fine." Pippin said, not-so-reluctantly, and walked over to TC (her feet coming dangerously close to his manhood a couple times). He hesitated for a second, as if deciding what to do, then grabbed TC's head and kissed her right on the lips. TC quickly ceased her convulsing, and began returning Pippin's favor. After a couple seconds, the departed and sat up. TC was looking incredibly happy, as was Pippin.
"Pippin, what are you doing?" TC whispered. It was either very late, or very early. Pippin had gotten up, and TC, being a light sleeper, though not in the same sleeping bag as him, woke up at the movement.
"I have to see that ball-thing that Gandalf took from me!" Pippin whispered back.
"What?"
"You know, that thing that flew out of the tower, that I grabbed, but Gandalf yelled at me and took it."
"I'm assuming there's a reason to why he did that!"
"But I HAVE to see what that thing is!"
"Why?"
"I don't know…it just…"
"I don't think that's a good idea!"
"Since when have YOU been the judge of what's a good idea or not?"
TC was taken aback at this remark. "Well you haven't always been a great judge of that yourself!"
"Exactly!"
"Huh?"
"That'll be my excuse if Gandalf catches me."
"Fine! But I'm coming with you!"
"Okay, but you have to be quiet!" Pippin hissed. TC nodded to show that she understood (though Pippin doubted that she did). The two hobbits slowly crept over to where Gandalf was sleeping, the ball in a cloth, in his arms. Pippin grabbed a nearby rock and wrapped it in a rag he'd brought with him. TC refused to help him.
Pippin quickly, but carefully, replaced the ball with the rock and ran off to a secluded area. TC followed him.
They sat down, and Pippin unwrapped his treasure. He and TC both looked at it, but TC's attention quickly drew to some rabbits elsewhere, while Pippin continued to look into the Palantir, unable to look away.
"LEGOLAS!" TC screamed, later that morning, before the sun had risen. She knew Gandalf or Aragorn would actually be able to help this situation better...but she wasn't too fond of either of them.
Legolas, Aragorn, Gandalf, Merry, and MC all came running over. "Is he...dead?" She guestured to Pippin, who was laying on the ground, his eyes open, but kind of glazed over. He was holding the glass ball.
"The Palantir..."Gandalf muttered. "I was afraid this would happen."
"What?!"
"TC, what happened?"
"Um..."
"WHAT HAPPENED?"
TC began speaking incredibly fast. "Pippin got up and I woke up and we snuck over to where you were--and I told him it was a bad idea--and he replaced that thing with a rock then he took it over here and we looked at it but I got bored and looked at the rabbits that were reproducing over there and when I looked back he was...like that."
Gandalf bent down over Pippin, and gently nudged him. Pippin snapped out of his trance and began screaming.
"Not again..." MC muttered.
"Peregrin!" Gandalf said. "Peregrin! Calm down!" Pippin calmed down, after a while, and then described to them what he saw.
"I tried to look away...but I couldn't..." Pippin finished, still rather upset.
"We'll have to leave for Minas Tirith immediately. Just me and Pippin." Gandalf quickly grabbed Pippin and pulled him up.
"I have to come to!" TC cried.
"You'll have to leave Legagorn behind."
"Fine...but his name is Strider now."
"Hey!" Aragorn yelled, offended.
"Come on! We must hurry. Aragorn, you must take the Palantir, you and all the others must go to Helm's Deep." Gandalf commanded, leading TC and Pippin to Shadowfax. All three of them mounted, and Shadowfax took off.
"We must go to Helm's Deep now!" Aragorn yelled to Theoden and his men. They slowly woke up and got their mounts ready.
"You two, ride Strider." Legolas said to Merry and MC. Soon everyone was mounted on whatever they were riding and were off to Helm's Deep.
~TC
~*~*~
"How exactly will we accomplish that?" Aragorn asked.
"If I knew how I'd originally done it, it'd be easier to reverse." Gandalf answered, observing the giant hobbits. "I guess we'll have to wait until the spell wears off."
"How long will that take?"
"There's no telling how long."
"That's just great."
"Well, while you guys wait, I will go talk to Saruman." Gandalf told them and walked into Isengard to the base of Orthanc. Saruman was looking down out of the tower, seemingly confused. They began yelling back and forth at each other.
No one noticed, but Merry and Pippin had been gradually reducing in size ever since they'd been enlarged. Now they were a couple inches taller than Aragorn.
"Hey look! Squirrels!" MC yelled. "They're so cu--ew!"
"What?" TC looked over. "HOLY CRAP! DISMOUNT!" she yelled, but the squirrels paid her no attention. "How can they do that on the side of the tree?"
Legolas looked over. "Oh dear Lord! That's just not right!" he paused and looked closer. "THEY'RE VIBRATING!"
"That's something I could have done with out." Pippin commented. Something flew out of Orthanc. "What's that?" Pippin walked over to it and picked it up, it was a ball of some sort.
"NO!" Gandalf yelled, noticing this, and ran over and grabbed it from Pippin, now only five foot eight.
"I miss being tall." Merry sniffed sadly as they were heading back to Helm's Deep.
"So do I." MC said. Merry and Pippin shot her confused looks.
"What are you talking about?" Pippin asked.
"We used to be hum--oh, nevermind."
"You know I almost forgot about that." TC said.
"I'm not surprised, you didn't change that much." MC teased. TC shot her a glare.
"Hold on Legolas," Liko yelled, somewhat confused. "You actually LIKE the hobbits?!"
"Yeah, why wouldn't I?" Legolas replied, not understanding why people couldn't accept that he was friends with the hobbits.
"In Helm's Deep you referred to them as Satan's four closest friends!"
"That was before my hair was back to normal." Legolas grinned. "If my hair didn't grow so fast, they'd be chilling with Satan as we speak!"
"Can I brush your hair?"
"Um...sure...when we stop."
"Oh my gosh Legolas! How long has it been since you've brushed your hair?" Liko screamed, yanking at the brush that was lodged in Legolas's hair. It was evening, and they'd all stopped to make camp.
"Ow! You're hurting me!" Legolas whined, trying to get away. At that moment, the brush snapped in half.
"Thanks a lot! You broke my best brush!"
"Well I haven't needed a brush since Lothlorien, and I lost all the brushes that I'd brought with me."
"BrushES?" Liko emphasized the "es."
"Yeah..."
"How many?"
"Um..four."
"FOUR!? Good God! I only brought one...and I'm a girl!"
"But your one brush just broke. You should have brought backups like me!"
"For one, you LOST all your backups, and I wasn't counting on breaking my brush in someone's hair!"
"MC please stop that!" TC said to her friend, who was humming "Baby One More Time." MC did not listen to TC. "MC, seriously!" TC's voice was a little firmer this time. MC continued to hum. TC decided to ignore her, she'd eventually have to stop. She was wrong.
"MC, really, stop!" Pippin told her. She didn't listen to him either. Pippin noticed that TC's eyes were unnaturally large, and she was rocking a bit. (The four hobbits were each sitting on a sleeping bag, around their own separate campfire. The rest of the group decided they didn't want to mingle with the hobbits. Aragorn had been sent [or sacraficed, as he put it] to make sure the hobbits didn't light each other on fire or something, so he was sitting there too.).
"MC STOP IT!" TC screamed. "FOR THE LOVE OF GOD JUST STOP!" MC once again ignored TC.
Everyone (and I do mean everyone) who was there turned to see what was going on. Aragorn decided that now might be a good time to jump in. "MC, seriously,cut it out!" Amazingly, MC listened to him. Everyone diverted their attention elsewhere.
Five seconds later, MC began softly humming "The Song That Never Ends," so only TC could hear.
"STOP!" TC screamed, covering her ears. MC did. TC cautiously lowered her hands--silence! So she thought. "SHUT UP!" she suddenly screeched. The other four looked at her, startled. "STOP HUMMING!"
"I'm not humming." MC said, truthfully.
"LIAR! YOU *ARE* HUMMING AND YOU BETTER STOP IT RIGHT NOW!"
"TC, she isn't humming." Aragorn said, getting a little worried.
TC didn't believe him, she continued to scream.
"TC, quiet down!"
"I AM BEING QUIET!" TC screamed so loudly (and ironically) Aragorn fell back with surprise. TC kept yelling at MC to stop humming (even though MC had long since ceased), and then flung herself down on the ground (she had been sitting up) and began convulsing. Aragorn went over to her and tried to calm her down, to no avail.
Everyone was, once again, looking over. It was no longer possible to tell what exactly TC was screaming about, she got so frantic her words slurred. So, with her screaming and convulsing on the ground, and Aragorn hovering over her, it didn't make Aragorn look too good at that exact moment.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO HER?" One of the people in the other group screamed. Aragorn shot them a frustrated look, but said nothing to them.
"Pippin, do something!"
"Why me?!"
"She likes you! And we all assume you like her as well."
Pippin blushed a bit at this. "What do you want me to do?"
"Anything."
"Fine." Pippin said, not-so-reluctantly, and walked over to TC (her feet coming dangerously close to his manhood a couple times). He hesitated for a second, as if deciding what to do, then grabbed TC's head and kissed her right on the lips. TC quickly ceased her convulsing, and began returning Pippin's favor. After a couple seconds, the departed and sat up. TC was looking incredibly happy, as was Pippin.
"Pippin, what are you doing?" TC whispered. It was either very late, or very early. Pippin had gotten up, and TC, being a light sleeper, though not in the same sleeping bag as him, woke up at the movement.
"I have to see that ball-thing that Gandalf took from me!" Pippin whispered back.
"What?"
"You know, that thing that flew out of the tower, that I grabbed, but Gandalf yelled at me and took it."
"I'm assuming there's a reason to why he did that!"
"But I HAVE to see what that thing is!"
"Why?"
"I don't know…it just…"
"I don't think that's a good idea!"
"Since when have YOU been the judge of what's a good idea or not?"
TC was taken aback at this remark. "Well you haven't always been a great judge of that yourself!"
"Exactly!"
"Huh?"
"That'll be my excuse if Gandalf catches me."
"Fine! But I'm coming with you!"
"Okay, but you have to be quiet!" Pippin hissed. TC nodded to show that she understood (though Pippin doubted that she did). The two hobbits slowly crept over to where Gandalf was sleeping, the ball in a cloth, in his arms. Pippin grabbed a nearby rock and wrapped it in a rag he'd brought with him. TC refused to help him.
Pippin quickly, but carefully, replaced the ball with the rock and ran off to a secluded area. TC followed him.
They sat down, and Pippin unwrapped his treasure. He and TC both looked at it, but TC's attention quickly drew to some rabbits elsewhere, while Pippin continued to look into the Palantir, unable to look away.
"LEGOLAS!" TC screamed, later that morning, before the sun had risen. She knew Gandalf or Aragorn would actually be able to help this situation better...but she wasn't too fond of either of them.
Legolas, Aragorn, Gandalf, Merry, and MC all came running over. "Is he...dead?" She guestured to Pippin, who was laying on the ground, his eyes open, but kind of glazed over. He was holding the glass ball.
"The Palantir..."Gandalf muttered. "I was afraid this would happen."
"What?!"
"TC, what happened?"
"Um..."
"WHAT HAPPENED?"
TC began speaking incredibly fast. "Pippin got up and I woke up and we snuck over to where you were--and I told him it was a bad idea--and he replaced that thing with a rock then he took it over here and we looked at it but I got bored and looked at the rabbits that were reproducing over there and when I looked back he was...like that."
Gandalf bent down over Pippin, and gently nudged him. Pippin snapped out of his trance and began screaming.
"Not again..." MC muttered.
"Peregrin!" Gandalf said. "Peregrin! Calm down!" Pippin calmed down, after a while, and then described to them what he saw.
"I tried to look away...but I couldn't..." Pippin finished, still rather upset.
"We'll have to leave for Minas Tirith immediately. Just me and Pippin." Gandalf quickly grabbed Pippin and pulled him up.
"I have to come to!" TC cried.
"You'll have to leave Legagorn behind."
"Fine...but his name is Strider now."
"Hey!" Aragorn yelled, offended.
"Come on! We must hurry. Aragorn, you must take the Palantir, you and all the others must go to Helm's Deep." Gandalf commanded, leading TC and Pippin to Shadowfax. All three of them mounted, and Shadowfax took off.
"We must go to Helm's Deep now!" Aragorn yelled to Theoden and his men. They slowly woke up and got their mounts ready.
"You two, ride Strider." Legolas said to Merry and MC. Soon everyone was mounted on whatever they were riding and were off to Helm's Deep.