Frodo Gamgee remembered to clear his throat before speaking, eliminating the annoying sqeak that seemed to be creeping up on him recently.
"My sister and I had to help get everything ready. I had to give my brothers a bath; most of the water was out of the tub by the time they were finished - I think they did it on purpose." He glared towards Merry & Pippin who sat smirking over their pudding.
Returning to his own he dug in with a furvor. It was very good, and he was determined that his record would stand regardless of the competition of his siblings.
[ March 03, 2003: Message edited by: Carrūn ]
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