Pippin is still walking. All of a sudden, he hears a voice behind him.
"PIPPIN!"
Uhh?????
Pippin! If you do not pick my wife I shall breathe on you...like
this!!!!!!!!!!! *hhhhhhhhooohhhhhhhhhhh*
AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! *flees the scary Celeborn*
Phew...that was close! I hope he won't find me in this tree...
Ah, Pippin! Glad to see you! Are you hiding from Celeborn too?
Yes! But talk quieter, he'll hear us!
Actually, I wanted to speak to you...you are picking Rosie for Ms. Middle-earth, aren't you?
AHHHH!! *leaps from tree and flees*