THE SWEETNESS AND THE LIGHT: Chapter 1: Confessions in the Dark
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Lord of the Rings, or any of the characters . . . . . . . . . though I wish I owned some hobbits. *^_^*
WARNINGS: Slash XD
Master has the most beautiful eyeses I have ever seen.
Bright blue like the morning sky, wide as glorious pools filled with fishes for poor Sméagol to enjoy, they are.
But Master betrayed us! Master is a dirty little Bagginses. gollum, gollum.
But he's so nice to us, the master of the precious is.
No! He takes it! He takes our love, our precious!
Master is our friend.... he may be more.
Master hates us, he does. Master will betray us. Dirty thief! Tricksy! False!
No! No! Go away! Go away!
I'm you. It's because of us that we've survived. Forget Master!
No! Master is ours! We loves him, we do! Go away! Go away! GO AWAY!
He went away! He left us, he did! We are free to tell Master how we feels now, we are!
Let's go, let's go, before he returnses!
What's this? Master is talking in his sleep.
No - Master is awake. He is talking to the nasty fat hobbit.
"Sam, he's not all bad. He can come back, I know it!"
"Mr. Frodo, you just want to believe it. He's not worth the effort!"
"Sam...."
"And I don't like the way he looks at you. He's got those creepy, shifty eyes, and it looks like he's undressing you with them...."
"Sam....."
"He's a murderer through and through and I'm afraid you'll be next! I'm only looking out for your best interests, Mr. Frodo!"
Master's cut him off. With his....mouth?!
"Mr. Frodo.." The nasty fat hobbit it is murmuring. Master's staring up at him intensely, he is.
"Sam, trust me on this. I have to believe he can come back...so I can believe that I can."
"Mr. Frodo, you're different! You can, and will resist the ring! I'll be there with you to help!"
"Sam..."
Master is kissing it. Master is leaning in, pressed against it's nasty little face. Master is moaning...
We turns away. We can't witness our complete ruin.
Master has betrayed us again.
You see, you see, you see! He can't be trusted! Master never loved us! He betrays us under the White Face.
His kindness was pity, his own purposes. He is not our precious. He is not worthy of the precious.
We hates him, we hates him, we'll kill him, precious!
If we can't have him, no one will!
We can't. We still loves him.
But she could do it.
It works, it works, precious, it works!!
* * * *
"Sam, have you noticed something a bit...ominous about Sméagol lately?"
"I dunno, Mr. Frodo. Here, let me rub some more elven oil on your back."
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Lord of the Rings, or any of the characters . . . . . . . . . though I wish I owned some hobbits. *^_^*
WARNINGS: Slash XD
Master has the most beautiful eyeses I have ever seen.
Bright blue like the morning sky, wide as glorious pools filled with fishes for poor Sméagol to enjoy, they are.
But Master betrayed us! Master is a dirty little Bagginses. gollum, gollum.
But he's so nice to us, the master of the precious is.
No! He takes it! He takes our love, our precious!
Master is our friend.... he may be more.
Master hates us, he does. Master will betray us. Dirty thief! Tricksy! False!
No! No! Go away! Go away!
I'm you. It's because of us that we've survived. Forget Master!
No! Master is ours! We loves him, we do! Go away! Go away! GO AWAY!
He went away! He left us, he did! We are free to tell Master how we feels now, we are!
Let's go, let's go, before he returnses!
What's this? Master is talking in his sleep.
No - Master is awake. He is talking to the nasty fat hobbit.
"Sam, he's not all bad. He can come back, I know it!"
"Mr. Frodo, you just want to believe it. He's not worth the effort!"
"Sam...."
"And I don't like the way he looks at you. He's got those creepy, shifty eyes, and it looks like he's undressing you with them...."
"Sam....."
"He's a murderer through and through and I'm afraid you'll be next! I'm only looking out for your best interests, Mr. Frodo!"
Master's cut him off. With his....mouth?!
"Mr. Frodo.." The nasty fat hobbit it is murmuring. Master's staring up at him intensely, he is.
"Sam, trust me on this. I have to believe he can come back...so I can believe that I can."
"Mr. Frodo, you're different! You can, and will resist the ring! I'll be there with you to help!"
"Sam..."
Master is kissing it. Master is leaning in, pressed against it's nasty little face. Master is moaning...
We turns away. We can't witness our complete ruin.
Master has betrayed us again.
You see, you see, you see! He can't be trusted! Master never loved us! He betrays us under the White Face.
His kindness was pity, his own purposes. He is not our precious. He is not worthy of the precious.
We hates him, we hates him, we'll kill him, precious!
If we can't have him, no one will!
We can't. We still loves him.
But she could do it.
It works, it works, precious, it works!!
* * * *
"Sam, have you noticed something a bit...ominous about Sméagol lately?"
"I dunno, Mr. Frodo. Here, let me rub some more elven oil on your back."