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19 April 2011 @ 03:25 am
Fic: ‘Couldn’t it be that easy?’  
Title: Couldn’t it be that easy?
Fandom: Lord of the Rings (movies).
Rating: (G)
Time Period: the Return of the King: Pippin and Gandalf in Gondor.
Summary: A hopeful search for an answer.

Author's Note: This is quick ‘n’ dirty (for definition see the F. A. Q.).

Unlike recent stories with Pippin (Where were the crows? and, most recently, Carrots, two Hobbits & a chicken), this one is more serious; it’s been a while since I’ve written for a serious Pippin. Not since An unfulfilled fear. To be honest, it’s easier to write the funnier stories for him and Merry.

This one, when forming, felt as though it was going to be like The last word, One condition for growing old together and The same stars - serious but with a comic twist at the end. Perhaps this is like that; I don’t know.

All characters contained herein are the intellectual property of JRR Tolkien, the Tolkien Estate and the Tolkien Trust & Peter Jackson, Fran Walsh & Philippa Boyens (their interpretations); I am not affiliated with nor endorsed by them.



“Yes, Pippin?”

He looked over the edge of the stone balcony on which they both stood and rested his chin on his arms. “I ... No,” he decided, shaking his head.

Gandalf sucked on his pipe and blew a simple ring; it hovered over the young Hobbit’s head before floating into the darkening sky. “You can ask your question,” he quietly informed before settling lips to pipe once more.

Pippin tore his gaze away from the sky; in the gathering dark, his eyes appeared larger, more innocent than Gandalf had ever known them to look. “Couldn’t you use ...” The Hobbit wiggled his fingers. Gandalf raised a brow. “... magic?” Pippin finished lamely, softly.

“For what purpose, Peregrin Took?”

“To end this,” he waved at the City. “So Frodo and Sam can come home with Merry and I.”

The Wizard released a long breath. “Do you think it that easy?”

“Couldn’t it be?”

Another smoke ring littered the air, then another, before the Wizard spoke. “The power of the Enemy is tied into his Ring and Frodo must destroy the Ring for this to be ended. It,” his gaze fell upon the looming clouds that drew together in ever darker clusters, its fingers stretching for the City in which they sat, “was never a task I wanted for Frodo. But,” and now his gaze fell upon the young Hobbit who seemed even younger in the unnatural twilight, “we will make what time for Frodo that we can.”

Pippin nodded and turned back to scan the horizon, hoping to see the hidden stars. “So,” he began slowly, “the Ring is magic and that magic will bring an end to all this?”

Gandalf suppressed a chuckle. “Yes, Pippin. The Ring will be the magic to end this War.”
Armchair DM: Carson: No no no AIEEE!!armchairdm on April 19th, 2011 06:49 am (UTC)
Awww. Chin up Pippin. It'll be all right in the end...
F. J.: Lantern & Candles: Warmmorethanacandle on April 19th, 2011 09:02 am (UTC)
Still, poor Pip!