Character: Pippin, Boromir
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
"No, Frodo, over here!" Peregrin shouted, tackling Samwise in the process. The burly hobbit fell, and I was surprised at Pippin's strength.
"Master Pippin, I'm too tired for this game," Sam huffed, dusting himself off. "I'll just watch for a while."
"But Sam!" Pippin whined, "Two against one isn't fair!"
"Boromir, will you join Pippin's team?" Gandalf asked me, eyes twinkling.
"I do not know how --" I started, but the smallest Halfling was already pulling on my hand. Meriadoc yelled something undiscernable, and the game was off.
I resigned myself to my fate, playing in the midst of war.
