Fun in Bree .:. The Prancing Pony .:.
"Ah Mr. Underhill, yes we have a nice hobbit-size room for the four of you, here is your key and feel free to enjoy our bar and common room," the innkeeper at The Prancing Pony handed Frodo two keys and then left to other business.
"Did I hear…a bar?" Merry and Pippin whispered excitedly and hopped off to the bar to order two pints of ale. Sam and Frodo followed at a slower pace and bought themselves a half-pint each. Soon after, all four hobbits where tucked together at a table by the fireplace.
"To bugging weird black riders!" Merry said, holding up his mug for a toast.
"And pushing Sam into Brandywine River!" Pippin chimed in.
"To making it all the way to Bree alive!" Frodo added tiredly while Sam simply pouted. All four hobbits clinked mugs and took a deep swig of ale. Sam decided to take up their bags to the room before finishing his half-pint, while Merry and Pippin were already on their second full-pint.
Frodo was busy fumbling with something in his pocket so Merry and Pippin started planning what to do next. Sam was of course, the best target but they didn't want to do anything too drastic with Frodo so close. Suddenly Pippin grinned evilly and nudged Merry in the ribs.
The redhead looked down at what was in the younger hobbit's hand, a disgusting black substance in a small bottle, "its some spice thing that is used to knock people out when they're sick," Pippin said excitedly and then dumped half of the black pellets into Sam's have filled mug.
He pocketed the other half, who knew when he would need more and subtly moved the mug back to its original position, snickering silently to themselves as Sam reappeared. Frodo quickly let go of the ring he had been fingering and looked around the crowded and smoky room.
"Eurgh! What is in this?" Sam exclaimed, spitting out his ale, which had turned a disgusting shade of deep brown and black with the pellets previously added to it. Suddenly Sam began squawking like a duck and running around in circles, a few human residents of the inn looked but returned to their ales and fun and games quite quickly. One human on the other hand, quickly got up from his table in the far corner and picked up Sam by the neck and pulled him forcefully up the stairs, Sam clucking all the way.
The other three hobbits followed behind and closed the door behind them as the human dropped Sam on the ground. "You draw far too much attention to yourselves," he said in a deep voice before knocking back the hood of his cloak, revealing the face of Aragorn.
Sam was still clucking on the ground and Merry and Pippin, after holding in their laughter for a few brief moments, burst out laughing and began congratulating themselves. "Who knew it would make him like this! You need to get more of this stuff Pip'!" Merry clapped Pippin on the back as they both beamed.
"You two think this is funny?" Aragorn pointed at the redheaded gardener on the ground and the other two redheads looked at him as if he had three heads.
"Are you insane? Of course! Its hilarious!" they both laughed, collapsing on the ground, gasping for breath.
Frodo and Aragorn shared a look and then looked between Sam clucking madly and beginning to act much the same as a chicken pecking at the ground for seed, and Merry and Pippin, collapsed against each other, laughing mercifully. Ignoring the seriousness of the situation, they also began to laugh, completely forgetting about returning Sam to his original state.
A/N: As you can see these are getting shorter by the chapter. The next one will be longer I swear! Also, I'll try to update once a week but with school I'd say the best bet would be 2 weeks. But who knows, my other fanfics take more time yet they are a lot longer each chapter. Only time will tell. I suggest putting the story on 'story alert' or else its hard to tell when a new chapter comes out. Just a suggestion. Please review.