Characters: Pippin, Aragorn, with interjections from Sam & Merry
Disclaimer: As Tolkien knew – an army marches on its stomach. ~_^ Oh and Middle-earth is all his, Kortirion loves to visit.
While Aragorn worried about weighty matters, Pippin’s concern was more important - food! Sam always cooked more than they needed; the problem was craftily ‘acquiring’ the extras. Pip found the old hobbit-child’s trick still worked.
“Which do you love more, Aragorn, Arwen or sausages?”
“Arwen, of course.”
“Then you won’t mind if I have this last sausage!”
Aragorn smiled indulgently.
Now the real test... “Sam... which do you love more? Rosie or bacon?”
Sam paused... ‘Rosie...? Bacon...? Rosie? Bacon?’
Pippin reached... but Merry got there first.
“Not fair Pip... and I’m confiscating the extras!”
A rolling tussle began. Aragorn sighed, ‘Hobbits!’