A quiet sighing, already exasperated by the Took.
"Fine fine, an apple pie. Go on then, start peeling and I'll get to the dough."
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Pippin grabs the basket of tomatoes, grabbing an apple from another bag as he goes, munching loudly.
βWhat else are you having today, eh? Ooh, you could bake these into a pie! Iβll help!β
pippin took / rp account
"It isn't finished! You'll just have to waitβ Grab us some of those tomatoes while you're here Pip."
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βWell, are you going to share or not?β
pippin took / rp account
"Are you some sort of hound? I only just put it in!"