Our journey begins here. In the Shire, a small place in middle earth where, things by the name of, Hobbits live.
"Merry! Merry!" a voice cries.
"O' what is it Luc'?" Merry had been walking alone through the forests without his cousin, Perigrin or Pippin.
"Where's Pippin? Why are you alone?" asked Lucy.
Merry stayed quiet, he seemed to be holding something in his hand.
As to change the mood," Hey isn't it Frodo's Uncle's birthday?"
"Oh yeah, I forgot about that!" Merry quickly put whatever he holding into his pocket, "Gandalf's going to be there, right?"
"I believe so, why? Are you going to do something again?" Lucy asked smugly.
"Maybe, maybe not. Luc' I'm-I'm..."
"Me and Pip,... Are going to, um, live in the wild while traveling around the world for a couple or days."
"Ok I see so like an adventure sorta thing?"
"Yeah but with not as many dangers."
"K, can I help you pack tomorrow? Or get supplies?"
"Sure, but we mustn't be careless when we do get the supplies." (OK ILL BE BACK PHONES ABOUT TO DIE I WILL FINISH ITTTTTT!)