Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Lotr or any character or parts of characters. Although . . . never mind. I have a warning this chapter contains silliness and belching. Enjoy!

The Green Dragon

The next night Frodo decided he wanted to go to the tavern to do some drinking and catching up with is friends so of course we went too. Laurelin nursed a glass of wine, while I drank Hobbit sized ales instead. Laurelin and I were calmly stewing in our own thoughts when we were jolted out of our reveries by Frodo who asked us to lead a song with Merry and Pippin. When I declined Merry suddenly jumped upon a table with Pippin in tow. Pippin looked me straight in the eye as Merry did with Laurelin and simultaneously they both asked,

"Are you chicken?" Now I wasn't going to let a guy just above half my height call me that and neither was Laurelin since we both came to stand by the table they were perched upon. We began and by the end the whole place had joined in singing,

"To heal my heart and drown my woe, Rain may fall and wind may blow, But there still be many miles to go, Sweet is the sound of the pouring rain and the streams that fall from hill to plain, Better than Rain or a rippling brook," we were all cut off by Pippin who cried out loudly,

"Is a mug of beer inside this Took." I gave him a cynical look but said nothing everyone else roared with laughter and eventually Laurelin and I joined. Pippin and Merry swung down off the table using our shoulders for leverage. "So we learned that you can sing now I wonder can a lady mage hold her liquor?" asked Pippin his gaze fluttering to the mug in my hand.

"Is that a challenge Peregrin?" I growled at him.

"I bet you I can drink more ale than you and still stand up straight," he replied.

"Care to back up that statement Master Took?" I answered with a grin.

"Uh oh here we go," said Laurelin with a groan she then rushed off. I assumed to find Frodo. Merry then led Pippin and I to an empty table and motioned for us to sit down. I sat on the floor. He then brought us fresh mugs of ale courtesy of Rosie The Bar keep. Pippin downed his ale in one throw and I not being one to be outdone did the same thing and belched loudly at Pippin in reply.

"Oh so the lady can sing, guzzle down liquor, and belch as well. Mighty lot of talent you got there. What else can you do?" he asked cheekily.

"A lot that might surprise you right out of your little Hobbit mind," I answered belching again as Rosie brought over another round.

"You go first this time," suggested Pippin and so I did. I tossed the ale back in long draught surprising all who had began to watch. "What no belch?" Pippin then tossed his ale and let loose a belch that contended with my last one. This would have bothered any other mage but not me I simply sat back rubbed my tummy and let my loudest belch yet go. If it surprised Pippin he certainly didn't show it. Merry was shocked for he stood there with his mouth gaping open. All pippin said was,

"Rosie bring another round." Bring it Rosie did as promptly as possible.

" I believe it is your turn to go first Pippin Took," I said with glee. He obliged me and downed his ale in one toss, banging his tankard down on the table his gaze flitted back to me.

"I can do this all night," I remarked before tossing back my ale.

"So can I," Pippin responded while signaling for more ale.

"Then I guess you and I will be spending the night together," I said. The ale was talking back already.

"I'd rather spend the night with you somewhere else," he answered. Apparently his ale was talking back too or else he was just being cocky. "It's your turn to go first Amanda the Mage." I picked up my ale and drank it back leisurely but still in one haul. Pippin stared at me hard but said nothing. Instead he threw back his ale leisurely as well. Perhaps to save me from embarrassment.

"Well he could kiss a frog" I thought as the next round came. I grabbed the tankard and drained it back before Pippin could say a word. He clapped when I finished and then downed his own in the same fashion. Suddenly I heard Laurelin's voice in my ear,

"Come on Amanda it's time to go!"

"Why?" I asked turning around to face her.

"Because Frodo's ready to leave and we're to stay with him," she answered softly.

"But I'm not finished drinking him under the table yet," I replied.

"Yes you are!" Laurelin grasped me under the arms and yanked me to my feet.

"You have a duty we'll finish this later sweet mage," he said blowing me a kiss. Laurelin stuck her tongue out at him and then dragged me away by the arm.