A/N: This story is slightly linked to my other in the sense that it has 2
of my original characters in it that were mentioned in that story as
Frodo's friends. You don't have to read it to read this one though. F boy
is almost 29 in this story. This story is to be way more lighthearted than
my other one. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own LOTR though yesterday I bought juicy fruit gum and The Beautiful Letdown CD from Switchfoot. This CD rocks!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ch. 1: Together again
March 12, 1396 S.R. (Shire Reckoning), 10:37 A.M.
Frodo was sitting on hill talking, laughing, and eating apples with two of his friends, Tago and Tibo Fairhand. Tago was a red headed lad with mischevous green eyes and Tibo was a dirty blonde with warm brown eyes. Frodo hadn't seen them in months and it felt good to be with them again. He said, "Hey guys, remember that time when you" he pointed to Tibo, "Caught frogs to throw at Pearl Took and they escaped on jumped on my cake. Then you both tried to catch them and Tago accidentally pushed Ginger Knoll into the rest of my cake."
"Who said it was an accident?" said Tago.
Frodo laughed and said, "She chased you like a mad woman and pushed you into the river."
"Then I pulled her in.," said Tago.
"And she slugged you." Said Tibo.
Tibo and Frodo had a good laugh. Frodo thought it had been too long since he last talked to his the twins.
Tago, attempting to change the subject, said, "Speaking of birthdays, when is your next one, Frodo?"
"6 months and 8 days." He said promptly.
Tago stared at Frodo.
"What!?! It's my birthday." Said Frodo defensively.
"What kind of person remembers, to the day, when their next birthday is if it's not within a month?"
"A smart one. When's your next birthday?" "Um..." said Tago.
"9 months and 10 days." Answered Tibo.
Tago groaned.
Tibo said, "Wait! Frodo did you say 6 months and 8 days?"
"Yes. Why?"
"That means it's only 8 days until your half birthday!"
"Great."
Bilbo called, "Frodo, why is the floor covered in flour?"
"Oops! Got to go."
As Frodo sped away Tago and Tibo laughed merrily.
Tago said, "It's good to be a threesome again."
"I agree. We don't get to see Frodo much anymore."
"We'll have to make lots of fun cough*mischief*cough while we're here."
"We could give Frodo a half birthday party."
"What kind of crazy idea is that?"
"A fun one."
"How?"
"We could play off the half thing. Drink half a keg of beer each."
Tago smiled, "Talk to me."
And thus begins the scheming of Tago and Tibo.
Disclaimer: I don't own LOTR though yesterday I bought juicy fruit gum and The Beautiful Letdown CD from Switchfoot. This CD rocks!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ch. 1: Together again
March 12, 1396 S.R. (Shire Reckoning), 10:37 A.M.
Frodo was sitting on hill talking, laughing, and eating apples with two of his friends, Tago and Tibo Fairhand. Tago was a red headed lad with mischevous green eyes and Tibo was a dirty blonde with warm brown eyes. Frodo hadn't seen them in months and it felt good to be with them again. He said, "Hey guys, remember that time when you" he pointed to Tibo, "Caught frogs to throw at Pearl Took and they escaped on jumped on my cake. Then you both tried to catch them and Tago accidentally pushed Ginger Knoll into the rest of my cake."
"Who said it was an accident?" said Tago.
Frodo laughed and said, "She chased you like a mad woman and pushed you into the river."
"Then I pulled her in.," said Tago.
"And she slugged you." Said Tibo.
Tibo and Frodo had a good laugh. Frodo thought it had been too long since he last talked to his the twins.
Tago, attempting to change the subject, said, "Speaking of birthdays, when is your next one, Frodo?"
"6 months and 8 days." He said promptly.
Tago stared at Frodo.
"What!?! It's my birthday." Said Frodo defensively.
"What kind of person remembers, to the day, when their next birthday is if it's not within a month?"
"A smart one. When's your next birthday?" "Um..." said Tago.
"9 months and 10 days." Answered Tibo.
Tago groaned.
Tibo said, "Wait! Frodo did you say 6 months and 8 days?"
"Yes. Why?"
"That means it's only 8 days until your half birthday!"
"Great."
Bilbo called, "Frodo, why is the floor covered in flour?"
"Oops! Got to go."
As Frodo sped away Tago and Tibo laughed merrily.
Tago said, "It's good to be a threesome again."
"I agree. We don't get to see Frodo much anymore."
"We'll have to make lots of fun cough*mischief*cough while we're here."
"We could give Frodo a half birthday party."
"What kind of crazy idea is that?"
"A fun one."
"How?"
"We could play off the half thing. Drink half a keg of beer each."
Tago smiled, "Talk to me."
And thus begins the scheming of Tago and Tibo.