All right, you asked for it.chapter two.
Disclaimer: Tolkien made them up, not me, alas.but aha! I HAVE borrowed them, slightly, and am bending them to my will. For no money.
Warning: This fic deals with M/P slash. None of it is all that graphic, but if you don't like the thought of them together, then don't read it! Yay!
NOTE: Review, review, review! Want more? Tell me! Review! Genius_In_Disguise_1013@hotmail.com
Chapter 2: Mushrooms and Confessions
When Pippin opened his eyes, sunlight was streaming into the room. He blinked, the brightness temporarily blinding him. As his eyes adjusted, Pip looked around. Merry was gone, but had folded Pippin's clothes into a neat bundle which now sat at the foot of the bed. On top of the bundle rested a note. A small smile crept onto Pippin's face, and he reached eagerly for the note.
'Pippin-
Good morning, my love!
Hope you slept well-I
did! I have gone with
Frodo to find some mushrooms
For breakfast, so get dressed!
See you soon, dear heart.
I love you,
--Merry'
Pippin smiled. So it hadn't been a dream. But Frodo, what if he. Pippin cringed at the thought of trying to explain why he had just.he blushed.with a *boy*, and not just that, his cousin, but.he sighed, got up, and began to get dressed. He would have to worry about explanations later. For now.Pippin's stomach growled. He hurried out of Bag-End and down the path, hoping he would either catch up to Merry and Frodo or meet them on their way back.
Frodo studied Merry as they strolled down the path. His cousin's cheeks were rosy, his eyes bright, and his step energetic. A small smile played on his lips. Suddenly, the smile faded from Merry's face as he noticed Frodo looking at him.
"What?" he asked. Frodo smiled and looked away, shrugging.
"Nothing, you just look very." he glanced over at him, "cheerful. Well rested." His smile widened, and Merry narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
"I slept well," he replied slowly after a moment.
At this, Frodo's smile broke into a grin, and he laughed, not unkindly. "I'm sure."
Merry stopped walking and looked at Frodo. The older hobbit's blue eyes were dancing, but Merry saw a hidden wisdom there. He sighed. "How did you know something happened?" he asked.
Frodo laughed again. "I didn't, Merry-you just told me!"
Frodo pressed for details until Merry broke down, and quietly confessed the events of the previous night to Frodo. Frodo sat down on a rock, his dancing eyes confused. "You two."
Merry nodded, sitting beside Frodo with a sigh. "Is it wrong to love him in--" he hesitated, but pressed on, "-in *that way*?"
Frodo bit his lip in thought. "I don't think so, Merry, you are entitled to your own emotions, but what worries me is Pippin." Merry opened his mouth to protest, but a look from Frodo silenced him. "I'm worried about Pippin because, well, mostly because of his age," he continued. "He's still very young, Merry, and he may still be unsure as to what he really wants. You're such an influence on him, Merry, and I worry that he may have done what he did last night because he thought that's what you wanted." He sighed. Merry stared at him, not believing his ears. How could he say this? Merry had been so happy, and this.he sighed. 'I should have guessed,' he thought. 'Frodo could never understand what Pippin and I have. Never.' Merry stood up and turned away from Frodo.
"Thanks for everything, Frodo, but Pippin and I will be needing to go now."
Frodo stood, too, and put a hand on Merry's shoulder. "Merry, forgive me, I only--"
Merry pulled away from Frodo's touch, anger flashing in his eyes, but then sighed. "I know, Frodo, and I understand what you think, but I'm telling you, he began the whole thing, I promise!"
Frodo raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Really?" Merry nodded earnestly, and Frodo smiled again. "Well, I'm happy for you, then. Shall we find some mushrooms now?" he asked, looking around. Merry nodded, and they began to continue down the path when they heard a voice calling them from the direction they had come. They turned to see Pippin running toward them, shouting and waving.
"Glad I caught up to you," he said as he leaned over to catch his breath. Frodo just smiled, but Merry patted Pippin's shoulder.
"Are you hungry?"
Pippin perked visibly at the question. "Starving!" he laughed, and the three made their way toward the small woods where the most delicious and tender mushrooms grew.
Disclaimer: Tolkien made them up, not me, alas.but aha! I HAVE borrowed them, slightly, and am bending them to my will. For no money.
Warning: This fic deals with M/P slash. None of it is all that graphic, but if you don't like the thought of them together, then don't read it! Yay!
NOTE: Review, review, review! Want more? Tell me! Review! Genius_In_Disguise_1013@hotmail.com
Chapter 2: Mushrooms and Confessions
When Pippin opened his eyes, sunlight was streaming into the room. He blinked, the brightness temporarily blinding him. As his eyes adjusted, Pip looked around. Merry was gone, but had folded Pippin's clothes into a neat bundle which now sat at the foot of the bed. On top of the bundle rested a note. A small smile crept onto Pippin's face, and he reached eagerly for the note.
'Pippin-
Good morning, my love!
Hope you slept well-I
did! I have gone with
Frodo to find some mushrooms
For breakfast, so get dressed!
See you soon, dear heart.
I love you,
--Merry'
Pippin smiled. So it hadn't been a dream. But Frodo, what if he. Pippin cringed at the thought of trying to explain why he had just.he blushed.with a *boy*, and not just that, his cousin, but.he sighed, got up, and began to get dressed. He would have to worry about explanations later. For now.Pippin's stomach growled. He hurried out of Bag-End and down the path, hoping he would either catch up to Merry and Frodo or meet them on their way back.
Frodo studied Merry as they strolled down the path. His cousin's cheeks were rosy, his eyes bright, and his step energetic. A small smile played on his lips. Suddenly, the smile faded from Merry's face as he noticed Frodo looking at him.
"What?" he asked. Frodo smiled and looked away, shrugging.
"Nothing, you just look very." he glanced over at him, "cheerful. Well rested." His smile widened, and Merry narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
"I slept well," he replied slowly after a moment.
At this, Frodo's smile broke into a grin, and he laughed, not unkindly. "I'm sure."
Merry stopped walking and looked at Frodo. The older hobbit's blue eyes were dancing, but Merry saw a hidden wisdom there. He sighed. "How did you know something happened?" he asked.
Frodo laughed again. "I didn't, Merry-you just told me!"
Frodo pressed for details until Merry broke down, and quietly confessed the events of the previous night to Frodo. Frodo sat down on a rock, his dancing eyes confused. "You two."
Merry nodded, sitting beside Frodo with a sigh. "Is it wrong to love him in--" he hesitated, but pressed on, "-in *that way*?"
Frodo bit his lip in thought. "I don't think so, Merry, you are entitled to your own emotions, but what worries me is Pippin." Merry opened his mouth to protest, but a look from Frodo silenced him. "I'm worried about Pippin because, well, mostly because of his age," he continued. "He's still very young, Merry, and he may still be unsure as to what he really wants. You're such an influence on him, Merry, and I worry that he may have done what he did last night because he thought that's what you wanted." He sighed. Merry stared at him, not believing his ears. How could he say this? Merry had been so happy, and this.he sighed. 'I should have guessed,' he thought. 'Frodo could never understand what Pippin and I have. Never.' Merry stood up and turned away from Frodo.
"Thanks for everything, Frodo, but Pippin and I will be needing to go now."
Frodo stood, too, and put a hand on Merry's shoulder. "Merry, forgive me, I only--"
Merry pulled away from Frodo's touch, anger flashing in his eyes, but then sighed. "I know, Frodo, and I understand what you think, but I'm telling you, he began the whole thing, I promise!"
Frodo raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Really?" Merry nodded earnestly, and Frodo smiled again. "Well, I'm happy for you, then. Shall we find some mushrooms now?" he asked, looking around. Merry nodded, and they began to continue down the path when they heard a voice calling them from the direction they had come. They turned to see Pippin running toward them, shouting and waving.
"Glad I caught up to you," he said as he leaned over to catch his breath. Frodo just smiled, but Merry patted Pippin's shoulder.
"Are you hungry?"
Pippin perked visibly at the question. "Starving!" he laughed, and the three made their way toward the small woods where the most delicious and tender mushrooms grew.