This takes place during the Entmoot. I mean, the hobbits would've done SOMETHING to entertain themselves, no? Theological Bunny, two speakers. My tribute to Celandine is bigger here.
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“So, what and who would you like to see, at this very moment Merry?”
“A pint.”
*rolls eyes* “You KNOW what I mean! Someone from home.”
“How can I pick just one?”
“Okay, three people!”
“Three pints.”
“MERRY!!”
“Y’know, Treebeard should be finished any minute now with that Moot thing, so I think we’d better be getting back…”
“I think you’re embarrassed…”
“Why?”
“Embarrassed to say ‘Estella Bo-OW!! DON’T HIT ME!”
“I didn’t hit you, Peregrin Took, I POKED you.”
“It still hurt. But I’m right aren’t I?”
“About what?”
“Estella Bolger AND DONT YOU DARE HIT ME!!”
“Maybe. What about a certain lass from Long Cleeve?”
“I’m going to be the one hitting you in just a few minutes if you don’t shut your mouth right now….”
*snicker* “Well, lets see….I’d love to see Fatty Bolger again….There’s one, your turn.”
“Take the obvious one. *smile* Good ol’ Fatty…. Hmm…..I hate to say it, but my annoying sister, Vinca. Your turn.”
“Celandine Brandybuck.”
“Who’s that again?”
*rolls eyes* “The midwife.”
“I though she was Celandine Took….”
“She married Matthais Brandybuck.”
*incredulous* “WHEN??”
“A while ago….*smiles* Remember how we used to call her Landy?”
“Maybe YOU did……”
“So did you. In fact, you called her “’andy.” Couldn’t say your ‘L’s’ until you were at least six. She thought it was so cute…..”
*irritated* “Come here and let ME poke YOU…..”
“Oh, stop that. Hmm…Celandine delivered everyone, it seems…even Frodo.”
*quietly* “That’s another one. I miss Frodo.”
*quietly* “Me too. And my parents. And..and…everyone. I’ll bet they think we’re dead.”
*half-smile* “A couple months ago, I would’ve milked that for all it was worth. But now…now I just want to go home.”
“We have to stay here and help our friends. *pokes Pippin* Why’d you have to go and get me all emotional?”
*snickers* “Stop that. Hey, Treebeards coming back!”