Disclaimers: The canon characters and material from The Lord of the Rings trilogy belongs to J.R.R. Tolkien, New Line Cinema, Warner Brothers and Turbine. All other canon material belongs to their respected owners. All original material belongs to the author of this drabble series. The challenge prompts belong to NirCele, who began this challenge.
Yes, I have joined NirCele's 100 Drabble Challenge. For those who are interested in joining her challenge, check out her profile page for information, as well as all the fanfics and fanfiction authors who have taken her challenge.
With permission from NirCele, this story is in the crossover section and is an AU. It's also so I can put Frodo in various situations. I'd like to thank her for giving me the chance to do this. I'm best at working with crossovers. :)
As to this challenge, I will be writing drabbles with Frodo Baggins as the main lead. Certain prompts will fit Frodo's quest, while others I'm just doing for fun. I may not go in the exact order that occurred on the Quest to Mordor, but each drabble and prompt I'll do when I'm in the mood. The prompts are from NirCele and aren't in any particular order.
Now, without further adieu, here is the first drabble. :)
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62.) I Am Flying!
Word Count: 450
Frodo leapt off the bed for the second time that evening. If birds could fly, why couldn't he? Were they bound to stay grounded? He didn't know, but many of the birds he did see, the songbirds and geese, had the ability to fly. Surely he could do it too. He could…
"I am flying!" Frodo cried in exhilaration.
He shut his eyes, but the ground did not loom. He was six years old. Why would he fear the ground? Here he was off the ground and in the air. Feeling hands grasping his side, he opened his eyes at last, only to be greeted by his father.
"Yes you are," Drogo replied.
The thrill of flying did not stop there. Frodo felt safe with his father, and excited to have found a way to get off the ground. He laughed and laughed until he squirmed. He wanted to try it on his own. The second he father let him go, he rushed back into his room to try again. Only when he lifted off into the air, he plopped on the floor in a heap. He was bruised, his laughter turned to tears.
His mother scooped him off the wood surface, caressing him in her arms. "There, there Frodo. Shh! Calm down."
"I wanted to fly," Frodo told her, his face red and covered in tear stains.
"I know, darling. I know," Primula said in a soothing voice. "I'll wait here until you go to sleep."
He nodded. His mother was so kind and caring. He was lucky to have her. He wiped his tears from his eyes, letting out a yawn as he did so. He was tired and wanted to go to sleep. In one plop, he was lying on his bed. The lights went out, giving him a better chance to sleep.
And he did sleep for an hour or two. He was roused by a boy wearing green clothes and a pointed cap. Who was he? He would ask.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Peter Pan. Would you like to go to Neverland?"
"Eh… I don't even know what Neverland is."
"Neverland is a great place, and… oh, gotta go! We'll talk again!" Peter said.
"Frodo, who are you talking to?" Primula asked.
"Eh… I don't know. A boy. He was…" Frodo looked about the room, but Peter was gone.
"Go to sleep, Frodo," she said, closing the door after her.
"Yes mama." Frodo continued searching the room for Peter, but he wasn't there. Giving up, he flopped back in bed. Sleep overcame him, taking him to a vivid dream about an island, pirates and having adventures with Peter Pan and a little ball of light.
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I'll admit, this prompt actually reminded me of the ABC televised broadcast called "Peter Pan Live!", which is a musical. Anyway, the song "I'm Flying" is a similar title to NirCele's prompt here, which is what inspired the Peter Pan theme in this drabble. Plus, I'm a fan of Peter Pan and that's what brought about this drabble. As I said, this drabble series is going to focus on Frodo, so what happens next… well, we'll see. Hope everyone liked this drabble. :)
