Fan Fiction ❯ Illegal Drugs in Middle Earth ❯ Pot meet Pippin, Pippin meet Pot ( Chapter 1 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: Matrixchick 
read the title and take a good guess!
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.12.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 554 | Visits: 270 | Status: Work In Progress
read the title and take a good guess!
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.12.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 554 | Visits: 270 | Status: Work In Progress
Sup this is my second story in two days! Dude I'm good. My other one isn't LOTR but that's okey dokey (yeah I'm a little on the sugary side) Okay in this story everything is owned by Tolken or whoever except the Drug Dealer, the pot, and Mr. Apple. They are mine. Another thing I've never smoked pot and I've got no intentions too so the details will be off, hell I think I've made everything up so don't flame me saying stuff about my lack of knowledge on pot. Okay if someone would like to inform of correct side affects of this drug I would appreciate it. You can e-mail me a Rubberpens@aol.com but only if you want to. This is purely fiction and * sniff * I don't own Orlando Bloom (this has nothing to do with the story except I randomly say this.) * sob * r&r * sniff *
Illegal Drugs in Middle Earth
Chapter one
Pot meet Pippin, Pippin meet pot
"What a lovely evening!" Pippin Took said as he walked down the silent streets of Hobbitown. It was almost dusk so most Hobbits were at home or at the tavern, Pippin was on his way to the tavern when. . .. .
"Pssst, hey buddie." A voice whispered from the shadows of two wagons.
Pippin looked around, there was nobody else near by. Pippin pointed to himself "Me?" he asked the voice.
The voice sighed "Do you see anyone else?" it asked. Pippin looked around again. The voices sighed in exhaseration "Yeah I am talking to you. Come here. Hurry up I haven't go all night." The voice said.
Pippin shrugged and followed the voice in between the carriages. It was a man (not a hobbit, a man). He was dressed in black and you couldn't see his face properly because of the shadows. "Yeah?" Pippin asked.
"Ya wanna joint?" The guy asked holding out the long white cigarette thing.
"What is a joint?" The nieve hobbit asked with curiosity.
If this was animi the drug dealer would have a sweat drop but its not so he didn't. "Noun, slang for a marijuana cigarette. Definition is courtesy of Webster's dictionary (yeah that's were a got the definition)."
"Sure why not." Pippin said. "How much?"
"Well for you my friend, a deal. Only. . . "The man looked around dramatically. "C'mere it's a secret." Pippin leaned in closer and the man whispered a number in his little pointy hobbit ear.
"Alright." Pippin said as he handed the money over. The man in return gave Pippin a little zip lock bag of joints (yes I know they didn't have Zip lock bags, trust me its relevant later on).
"Have fun." The man said before laughing and disappearing (you know there one minute gone the next deal).
"Cool." Pippin took out one of the joints, lit it and inhaled. Suddenly the ground seemed to move around but instantly settled. Pippin felt a weird tingly feeling in his head, but he liked it. Within minutes the joint was gone and Pippin was on his way to being stoned.
Next chapter PIPPIN GETS HIGH
Okay people I have to say this, I am NOT encouraging any one to smoke or do drugs this is only a story and I'm enjoying writing it. So r&r and flames are welcome.
Illegal Drugs in Middle Earth
Chapter one
Pot meet Pippin, Pippin meet pot
"What a lovely evening!" Pippin Took said as he walked down the silent streets of Hobbitown. It was almost dusk so most Hobbits were at home or at the tavern, Pippin was on his way to the tavern when. . .. .
"Pssst, hey buddie." A voice whispered from the shadows of two wagons.
Pippin looked around, there was nobody else near by. Pippin pointed to himself "Me?" he asked the voice.
The voice sighed "Do you see anyone else?" it asked. Pippin looked around again. The voices sighed in exhaseration "Yeah I am talking to you. Come here. Hurry up I haven't go all night." The voice said.
Pippin shrugged and followed the voice in between the carriages. It was a man (not a hobbit, a man). He was dressed in black and you couldn't see his face properly because of the shadows. "Yeah?" Pippin asked.
"Ya wanna joint?" The guy asked holding out the long white cigarette thing.
"What is a joint?" The nieve hobbit asked with curiosity.
If this was animi the drug dealer would have a sweat drop but its not so he didn't. "Noun, slang for a marijuana cigarette. Definition is courtesy of Webster's dictionary (yeah that's were a got the definition)."
"Sure why not." Pippin said. "How much?"
"Well for you my friend, a deal. Only. . . "The man looked around dramatically. "C'mere it's a secret." Pippin leaned in closer and the man whispered a number in his little pointy hobbit ear.
"Alright." Pippin said as he handed the money over. The man in return gave Pippin a little zip lock bag of joints (yes I know they didn't have Zip lock bags, trust me its relevant later on).
"Have fun." The man said before laughing and disappearing (you know there one minute gone the next deal).
"Cool." Pippin took out one of the joints, lit it and inhaled. Suddenly the ground seemed to move around but instantly settled. Pippin felt a weird tingly feeling in his head, but he liked it. Within minutes the joint was gone and Pippin was on his way to being stoned.
Next chapter PIPPIN GETS HIGH
Okay people I have to say this, I am NOT encouraging any one to smoke or do drugs this is only a story and I'm enjoying writing it. So r&r and flames are welcome.