There were footsteps and voices coming from outside the door and everyone froze in fear of being caught. Alex quickly grabbed the cloth bag from Mark's hand and shoved it under the bed, while Merry & Pippin were hurriedly trying to squeeze themselves under the same bed.
The footsteps were drawing nearer, and nearer. Alex looked at Mark and frantically whispered "Where should WE hide?" Mark grabbed her wrist and tugged her next to the bedroom door. In this position they would not be visible to anyone who opened the door. 'I hope no one really comes into the room, cause this is the crummiest of hiding spots Mark could've thought of. No wonder he always gets caught when he's up to no good!' Alex thought to herself.
All they could hear were mumbles coming from outside the door. Just as Alex thought things couldn't get any worse for them, she heard muffled giggling coming from under the bed. She looked over at Mark who now held his hand to his forehead in an exasperated gesture. He took his hand down, turned to her and mouthed "Hobbits!"
Alex knew there was someone outside the door, but there was a pause in the talking. The door handle started to turn with a slight squeak. At this, Merry & Pippins giggling ceased. The door opened slightly, and now the talking they'd heard earlier wasn't distant mumbles. "I'll just pop in here and get it then,eh Mr. Frodo?". Alex knew instinctively that the voice she heard belonged to Samwise Gamgee.
She closed her eyes, somehow thinking that it would help conceal their position. 'If he opens that door even an inch more, we'll be discovered and who knows what Boromir would think of me then ! Let alone the Elves..Oh they'd send us on our way for sure. I should never have come into this room.There goes my love life!...'. Her thoughts were interrupted by another voice saying "Oh nevermind Sam, we can get it later. I need to go find Gandalf for now". Frodo had never been her favorite of all characters, but she had never been so fond of anyone than she was of him than at that particular moment.
Sam closed the door, much to everyones relief, and went on saying "Oh, alright then". Everyone barely breathed until the sound of the footsteps had faded into the distance. The fist to poke his head up from the other side of the bed was Pippin. He then stood to his full height, put his hands on his hips and said "So now, we're off to Frodo's room!"
Mark & Alex breathed out a sigh and looked at eachother. Their looks told eachother that they should have nothing to do with anymore of the Hobbits mischief. But then a smile slowly creeped onto their faces, and Mark went and grabbed the bag out from under the bed and slung it over his shoulder saying "Which way then?"
After Mark, Alex, Pippin & Merry had thoroughly honeyed Frodos, Sams, Gandalfs, and other various rooms (they weren't sure who all the rooms belonged to) they returned the cloth bag to Merrys room and before they went their seperate ways, they all vowed to meet in Pippins room the next morning to discuss the reaction of their victims.
By the time they were done it was dinner already. Alex and Mark had sticky hands that they knew would give away what they had been up to that day. They went to the dinner together, both trying to hide smiles. As they walked through the opened doors they were delighted to see a water pan right next to the corner of each table. They both went over and washed their hands.
Alex looked around the room, trying to find Boromir. She hadn't seen him all day, and was particularly looking forward to dinner knowing that she'd see him then. She scanned the room once, and caught no sight of him. Her heart sank, and Mark (totally oblivious to her state) grabbed her hand and led her to two seats close to the washing pan.