Two for this one, because I wrote the first one, then thought of the second one, and I liked the second one better, but I spent too long on the first.

Warnings are... MP SLASH, and Mpreg for the sceond one. Been trying to write an Mpreg for ages, don't think it's too good though.

Anyway, I own nothing, improvements welcome (and if there's a word for a letter you want, tell me, because I have only a few done so far :p)

Bis for bored

He was bored. A week without Pippin and he was bored already. The first few days it was nice, to be able to do things at his own pace and not have a hyperactive shadow following him. But the novelty had worm off now, and he was just bored. He needed something to do.

He finished those letters he needed to send, even one to a distant aunt he saw only twice a year, though that may have just been because he avoided her.

He found some cakes that had been a present from Sam. He and Pippin had planned to eat them when Pippin came back. But, they really looked tasty, and Pippin wouldn't remember them, would he?

He even made a half-hearted attempt at tidying the bedroom, but Pippin did get fussy when his clothes were put away in the wrong place, and, to be honest, he wasn't that bored. Not yet, anyway.

In the end, he sat in the front garden; on an old wooden bench that he could begin to paint if he got really desperate, watching the road, waiting for Pippin to come home.And he was still bored.

-x-

B is for baby

Merry has never seen what was so interesting about babies. They cried, ate and slept, at least that's what Pippin had always done, and anything else Merry didn't think about.

And Merry had never though about having his own children, because that would mean getting married, and leaving Pippin, and all those other horrible things.

At least he hadn't thought having his own children until around the time that Pippin had told him that he felt ill, and Merry had sent his younger cousin off to the healer a few days later. And when Pippin had come back, he had tried his best to avoid Merry for as long as possible.

"What did they say, Pip?"

Pippin had ignored him, just kept staring at the tea on the table in front of him.

"Pippin?" And Pippin had half-smiled, glanced down towards his stomach before looking at Merry.

"We're going to be parents, Merry. So she said."