I thought I'd start writing this because it got stuck in my head. Besides, I think these three hobbits have developed their own personalities, while in the game. Let's see how it goes. :)
Rosaleaf Nightingale had a lot in store for her. She enjoyed her time in the Shire, but her heart lurked in places unknown. Most Shire-folk would have called her an odd sort, but for Rosaleaf, traveling outside the Shire meant so much to her.
This was her moment to shine.
As she traversed through the wilderness, on her way to find the perfect camping spot, she stopped upon seeing two traveling hobbit men. This startled her, since she wasn't used to being around anyone in particular. Deciding to be friendly, she came out and spoke to them:
"Hullo. I'm Rosaleaf. Do you boys know where I can find the right camping spot?" She asked them. Maybe she was coming off as too trusting. Just before she fled, a sturdy hand grabbed her own. She looked up into the blue eyes of a brown-haired hobbit.
"You don't need to be frightened, Miss Rosaleaf," the brown-haired hobbit started, politely. "My name is Froderic." He pointed to the other hobbit man, "This fellow's Andilac. We wouldn't mind the company of a fine young lady."
"What he said," Andilac announced. "Although, I must warn you, I'm a troublemaker."
"You are?" Rosaleaf asked, curious. "What sort of trouble do you cause?"
"Well…" Andilac smirked.
"Don't mind him. He's…" Froderic faced Rosaleaf too late, for a snowball smacked him in the back of the head. He turned to see Andilac laughing loudly, but also spitting raspberries at him. Froderic turned to Rosaleaf again. "Now this time, let's…" He was smacked in the back of the head again. This time, it was rotten fruit. Froderic charged towards Andilac, who could not stop laughing.
Rosaleaf found the scene very humorous. "Well, he is a good sport."
"Good sport!" Froderic and Andilac said at the same time.
"Oh, you should not have said that," Froderic addressed the hobbit lass. He was received by a snowball in the face, no thanks to… Rosaleaf.
"Happy Yule day!" Rosaleaf perked up.
"Very funny," Froderic proclaimed. "Now, can we discuss things in a civilized manner?"
"NO!" Andilac and Rosaleaf said at the same time.
"Well, if that's how we're going to play…" Froderic disappeared behind a bush. Rosaleaf was confused. Where was… she hadn't expected a snowball to smack her in the back of the head. She turned in time to see Froderic, who was chucking snowballs at her and Andilac.
They took no chances this time.
In a group effort, all three hobbits spent their time chucking snowballs, rotten fruit, and even crediting each other by throwing flower petals. Rosaleaf hadn't expected quite the turnout. However, it was when she became too careless with her throwing of snowballs that she was pulled behind a tree by Froderic.
The two hobbits spent their time recovering from the effort. However, how was it that Rosaleaf was developing feelings towards Froderic. It was an interesting surprise, developed further by Froderic moving a lock of hair out of Rosaleaf's face. It was an awkward moment between them, shared by a kiss on the cheek, thanks to Froderic. The hobbit lass was beside herself, blushing as best she could. She couldn't stop, and it was only making Froderic nervous.
Their moment broke when Andilac found them. "Hey! What are you two doing?" He gestured forward. "Come on. We were having fun with snowballs, and all sorts of trouble."
"We're coming," Froderic and Rosaleaf said at the same time. Before Rosaleaf walked away, her arm was grabbed by Froderic, who spoke plainly:
"Wait, Rosa," he addressed her. "You had fun, didn't you?"
"Well yes, I did." It was very awkward. She wasn't sure what to say. "It was a fun day. But Froderic, I have duties to perform, battles to oversee and…" she was hesitant, especially when he moved another lock of hair out of her eyes.
"I like you, but…" Froderic stopped himself, admitting plainly, "this is too fast."
"Yes. Yes it is," Rosaleaf admitted. "What do we do?"
"We start seeing each other as friends," he suggested, "Maybe after some time, I could court you."
"We don't know each other that well," she admitted. "If we start things now, it could crash. Then we wouldn't know what to do."
"Then I'll wait for you," he said, facing her.
"When? How long will you wait?" she asked, curious and concerned.
"As long as it takes," he told her. Maybe what they said about Froderic was true, Rosaleaf thought. Maybe he was a decent gentle-hobbit. But only time would tell what would become of them.
As for Andilac, he continued in his pranking wars. And he didn't grow tired of it, which was good news for Froderic and Rosaleaf. They didn't mind having the comedic hobbit amongst their kin.
Thanks for reading. :)
