Been so caught up reading all of YOUR great stories that I kinda put mine
on hold. (Do you like the shamless flattery?) I don't own any of these
chars just so you know. If you saw my house there would be no doubt that I
make NO money from any of this. Sorry about the length. I get bored
easily. If chapters were sticks of gum this would be a chicklet.
I now feel i should mention that I own no chicklets either :P
-Al
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Chapter 2
Merry looked away from Pippin's sorrowful eyes.
I have to be brave, he told himself, for Pippin.
He couldn't let Pippin see his fears and worries. He knew his cousin would panic if he let how scared he felt inside show. He didn't want to venture into the woods but there seemed little alternative. At least among the trees there would be a good chance of finding food and shelter. He glanced again at Pippin who seemed to be taking his mind off of his troubles by examining the ground around him.
Why can't Frodo be here. He would know which way to go.
He always seemed to know just what to do and now, when Merry needed him most, he wasn't there.
Frodo.
His heart sank at the thought of him.
Frodo was the leader. They wouldn't be here if he wasn't. When they were young he would tell them all of Bilbo's tales and then they would run through the Shire on grand adventures filled with imaginary dragons and elves. This adventure certainly wasn't in any imagination.
I had to follow him, it would have felt wrong not to.
The forest was getting darker now, they need to keep going.
Merry looked back at Pippin who had begun to dig his feet in the dirt where he was sitting.
Still just a lad.
Merry shook his head and smiled whistfully as he watched his cousin trying to flick the dirt out of the ground with only his toes.
After so much pain and misery, only he could find such a small joy.
Merry turned his eyes to the dark forest once again.
"We need to keep moving, Pip."
Pippin jumped up from where he was sitting, brushing the dirt off of himself in the process.
"Which way Merry?" he asked
Merry knew that Pippin had only been waiting for his decision on which way to travel. He patted his young cousin on the back and smiled.
"This way, Pip."
Maybe Frodo is not the only leader after all.
I now feel i should mention that I own no chicklets either :P
-Al
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Chapter 2
Merry looked away from Pippin's sorrowful eyes.
I have to be brave, he told himself, for Pippin.
He couldn't let Pippin see his fears and worries. He knew his cousin would panic if he let how scared he felt inside show. He didn't want to venture into the woods but there seemed little alternative. At least among the trees there would be a good chance of finding food and shelter. He glanced again at Pippin who seemed to be taking his mind off of his troubles by examining the ground around him.
Why can't Frodo be here. He would know which way to go.
He always seemed to know just what to do and now, when Merry needed him most, he wasn't there.
Frodo.
His heart sank at the thought of him.
Frodo was the leader. They wouldn't be here if he wasn't. When they were young he would tell them all of Bilbo's tales and then they would run through the Shire on grand adventures filled with imaginary dragons and elves. This adventure certainly wasn't in any imagination.
I had to follow him, it would have felt wrong not to.
The forest was getting darker now, they need to keep going.
Merry looked back at Pippin who had begun to dig his feet in the dirt where he was sitting.
Still just a lad.
Merry shook his head and smiled whistfully as he watched his cousin trying to flick the dirt out of the ground with only his toes.
After so much pain and misery, only he could find such a small joy.
Merry turned his eyes to the dark forest once again.
"We need to keep moving, Pip."
Pippin jumped up from where he was sitting, brushing the dirt off of himself in the process.
"Which way Merry?" he asked
Merry knew that Pippin had only been waiting for his decision on which way to travel. He patted his young cousin on the back and smiled.
"This way, Pip."
Maybe Frodo is not the only leader after all.