LiL Pippin Padfoot


Disclaimer: This story is a gift to my best friend TrisherNicole.

We have a pact: She doesn't tell me Sirius Black is dead, I don't tell her Boromir's dead.

Simple as that.


Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli had just let Boromir's funeral boat drift down the Anduin.

When their backs turned, they heard a voice.

"HEY! What the hell? Why am in a boat?"

Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli slowly turned around.


"SORRY!" yelled Aragorn

"Aragorn," whispered Legolas "I don't think he heard you."

"Oh." said Aragorn. Then his eyes got wide. "We killed him!"

Legolas and Gimli's eye's got wide.

"He might not of." said Gimli. They ran over to the edge of the cliff, where there was sheer drop to the bottom of the water fall.

There at the bottom, a very wet Boromir was swimming to land.

"Wow." said Gimli

"Yeah." said Aragorn

"I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" yelled Boromir

Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli looked at each other.

"Okay, we have some time." said Aragorn "Let's say we run as fast as we can to Rohan. Then we all have an alibi, and no one can say we tried to murder Boromir."

"But he's still alive!" said Legolas

"I know that." said Aragorn "But, we can just say he went crazy and ran off."

They all agreed, then started off running toward Rohan.


Sorry Trisher, it's not as long as the oneI told you at lunch.

I figured I'd tone it down a bit.