Mulligan
By Kielle (kielle@subreality.com)
Written for Avariel

DISCLAIMER: All characters and settings belong to J.R.R. Tolkien -- I'm just borrowing them. Please ask to archive. Feedback is most welcome.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I made a post in my LiveJournal, offering to write drabbles on request. This is one of the resulting ficlets. In this case, Avariel asked for a non-chan story about Bergil/Pippin. Interesting idea. Why not? There should be more fic about this pairing!



They stared at each other. Both wearing black and silver; both brown-haired and bare-headed in the sun.

"You got taller."

"You didn't."

Pippin spluttered indignantly. "I did indeed! Typical unobservant human..."

"Unobservant?" Bergil raised one eyebrow, arms folded. "Says the halfling who could not recognize a desperate crush when he saw one."

"What?" A startled blink, then a dawning smile. "You...? I did not imagine that?"

"Hardly."

"Really?! Oh my. We must discuss this over ale. Right now."

"But -- the king--"

"What, ol' Strider?" Pippin grinned, catching Bergil's hand and tugging to lead the way. "He'll wait."



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