"I meant no disrespect, sir, honest!" Merry valiantly tried to convince Farmer Maggot that it was an accident, a fluke. Of course, Pippin didn't really help matters along by whispering something what sounded eerily like "plotting" to him. He supposed it was a bit of luck that Farmer Maggot was too wound up to hear Pippin murmering. Well, at least until Merry accidentally-on-purpose stepped on his foot. Hopefully that would clue him in to shut up.
"I don't care, you two have been stealing my crops for as long as I can remember. It's time you boys faced the music!”
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