Okay...here I am again. Hopefully you will all like this chapter. I tried to make it a bit longer and now we are
getting more into the love triangle. :) BTW, there is a lot of Pippin in this chapter!!! YAY!!! Anyway....enjoy and
please review. I'm trying to keep everyone in character, but if they aren't completely in character, I apologize
ahead of time. :) Next chapter will have some Elves! YAY!
Thanks for all the nice reviews everyone!!! :) It makes me want to write more!!
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Azalea couldn't stop smiling, for the first time in her life she finally felt like she belonged somewhere. "Thank you
guys, that mean a lot." She turned and found a spot to sit next to Pippin, who gave her a goofy grin, and she
laughed.
Frodo found himself feeling jealous of the small moment Pippin shared with Azalea. He just looked at them and
saw her laugh, which was like music to him, and gave Pippin a quick jealous glance.
"Are you alright, Mr. Frodo?," Sam asked quietly.
Sam's voice broke Frodo from his thoughts, "I'm fine Sam, thank you." He looked back over to Azalea who was
now chatting with Merry, Pippin, Sam and smiled at her. She caught him smiling at her and smiled back.
"Are you going to join the conversation Frodo?," Azalea asked sweetly.
Frodo just nodded and turned his attention to the other hobbits and the conversation. Merry and Pippin were
telling Azalea about the Old Forest and their adventure up to Rivendell. Sam would try to put in comments here
and there in between the other two's fast storytelling. Azalea, of course, knew all of this but acted as if she didn't.
Plus it was fascinating to her to here it from their point of view. Frodo was listening intently and put in a comment here
and there, finally he turned his friends.
"I believe it is almost time to eat," Frodo said looking up at the sun, then turning to Azalea. "Are you hungry?"
At the mention of food Azalea realized that she hadn't eaten in a while and was starving. "Yes, very hungry."
"Elvish food is very good," Merry said to Azalea. "And not only is it good, but there is a lot of it," he added with a
dreamy look on his face.
Azalea smiled at Merry and laughed at him.
"Will this be your first time to see Elves?," Sam asked, coming up beside her.
"Yes, actually it will Sam, I'm a bit scared," she admitted.
"Don't be, they are quite nice," Sam said. "Nothing to be afraid of here."
Frodo went to *hopefully* escort Azalea to the feast but the youngest got to her first.
"May I escort you to dinner, milady?," Pippin said, trying to sound dignified, and bowed low. His long brown curls
fell over his eyes and he looked up with an adorable grin.
"Why thank you good sir," Azalea said, playing along and linking her arm with Pippin's.
Merry looked at them and smiled, 'Poor girl doesn't know what she has gotten herself into," he thought and shook
his head. "Wait up!," he yelled and ran up to them.
Frodo just sighed and walked slowly behind. 'How am I ever going to get to talk to her with Pippin always stealing
her away? I'm just not as aggressive as him.'
Sam was walking ahead of Frodo and looked back. He knew something was wrong, Frodo seemed upset about
something. "Mr. Frodo, are you sure that you are alright?," he said with a look of concern.
Sam voice broke Frodo's thoughts and he looked at Sam for a moment, "Yes Sam, I'll be alright. Do not worry."
Sam nodded, he wasn't fully satisfied with Frodo's response, but decided to let it go for now. "Let's go eat then."
Frodo and Sam followed the others and heard their cheerful voices as they carried on the wind.
'Maybe, I'll get a chance at the feast,' Frodo thought hopefully, suddenly cheering up a bit.
~*~*~*~*~*~At the Feast~*~*~*~*~*~
The feasting hall was large and had long tables and just as Merry said there was lots of food. Azalea felt very small and overwhelmed
around all of this. The Elves were tall, beautiful, and graceful which also attributed to her overwhelmed feeling. She looked around with
wide eyes. Frodo must have sensed what she was feeling.
"Don't worry little one," he whispered in her ear. "It's alright."
She smiled, Frodo's voice immediately calmed her nerves. "If you say so Frodo, I'll trust you on this one."
He smiled warmly at her, much like when they first met, it made her blush and look down.
"Will you sit with me?," Frodo asked.
"Well, Pippin already asked if I'd sit with him, maybe I can sit in the middle of you both," Azalea said. She didn't
want to disappoint Pippin or Frodo. She was also wondering what the fuss over her was about.
"Maybe, we'll see," Frodo said looking at Azalea with his bright blue eyes. "I don't see a problem, as long as it's
alright with Pippin."
Pippin was already sitting at a table, looking at frodo and Azalea talking. Now it was his turn to feel jealous. He gave
Frodo a jealous but curious glance. 'What's he saying to her?,' he thought. Merry looked over at him and caught his
facial expression and nudged him.
"What are you doing?," Merry asked him.
"Oh nothing," Pippin said breaking his stare.
"There's the others," Azalea said, grabbing Frodo's hand. "Come on."
She caught Pippin's eye and he motioned to her.
She waved back and led a reluctant Frodo to the table.
So.......what will happen at the feast? Will Frodo and Pippin get into a fist fight? Will Frodo get the edge on the
aggressive, but cute Pippin? Will Azalea have to choose? Well..........you will just have to wait and see. Don't
cliffhangers suck?!
getting more into the love triangle. :) BTW, there is a lot of Pippin in this chapter!!! YAY!!! Anyway....enjoy and
please review. I'm trying to keep everyone in character, but if they aren't completely in character, I apologize
ahead of time. :) Next chapter will have some Elves! YAY!
Thanks for all the nice reviews everyone!!! :) It makes me want to write more!!
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Azalea couldn't stop smiling, for the first time in her life she finally felt like she belonged somewhere. "Thank you
guys, that mean a lot." She turned and found a spot to sit next to Pippin, who gave her a goofy grin, and she
laughed.
Frodo found himself feeling jealous of the small moment Pippin shared with Azalea. He just looked at them and
saw her laugh, which was like music to him, and gave Pippin a quick jealous glance.
"Are you alright, Mr. Frodo?," Sam asked quietly.
Sam's voice broke Frodo from his thoughts, "I'm fine Sam, thank you." He looked back over to Azalea who was
now chatting with Merry, Pippin, Sam and smiled at her. She caught him smiling at her and smiled back.
"Are you going to join the conversation Frodo?," Azalea asked sweetly.
Frodo just nodded and turned his attention to the other hobbits and the conversation. Merry and Pippin were
telling Azalea about the Old Forest and their adventure up to Rivendell. Sam would try to put in comments here
and there in between the other two's fast storytelling. Azalea, of course, knew all of this but acted as if she didn't.
Plus it was fascinating to her to here it from their point of view. Frodo was listening intently and put in a comment here
and there, finally he turned his friends.
"I believe it is almost time to eat," Frodo said looking up at the sun, then turning to Azalea. "Are you hungry?"
At the mention of food Azalea realized that she hadn't eaten in a while and was starving. "Yes, very hungry."
"Elvish food is very good," Merry said to Azalea. "And not only is it good, but there is a lot of it," he added with a
dreamy look on his face.
Azalea smiled at Merry and laughed at him.
"Will this be your first time to see Elves?," Sam asked, coming up beside her.
"Yes, actually it will Sam, I'm a bit scared," she admitted.
"Don't be, they are quite nice," Sam said. "Nothing to be afraid of here."
Frodo went to *hopefully* escort Azalea to the feast but the youngest got to her first.
"May I escort you to dinner, milady?," Pippin said, trying to sound dignified, and bowed low. His long brown curls
fell over his eyes and he looked up with an adorable grin.
"Why thank you good sir," Azalea said, playing along and linking her arm with Pippin's.
Merry looked at them and smiled, 'Poor girl doesn't know what she has gotten herself into," he thought and shook
his head. "Wait up!," he yelled and ran up to them.
Frodo just sighed and walked slowly behind. 'How am I ever going to get to talk to her with Pippin always stealing
her away? I'm just not as aggressive as him.'
Sam was walking ahead of Frodo and looked back. He knew something was wrong, Frodo seemed upset about
something. "Mr. Frodo, are you sure that you are alright?," he said with a look of concern.
Sam voice broke Frodo's thoughts and he looked at Sam for a moment, "Yes Sam, I'll be alright. Do not worry."
Sam nodded, he wasn't fully satisfied with Frodo's response, but decided to let it go for now. "Let's go eat then."
Frodo and Sam followed the others and heard their cheerful voices as they carried on the wind.
'Maybe, I'll get a chance at the feast,' Frodo thought hopefully, suddenly cheering up a bit.
~*~*~*~*~*~At the Feast~*~*~*~*~*~
The feasting hall was large and had long tables and just as Merry said there was lots of food. Azalea felt very small and overwhelmed
around all of this. The Elves were tall, beautiful, and graceful which also attributed to her overwhelmed feeling. She looked around with
wide eyes. Frodo must have sensed what she was feeling.
"Don't worry little one," he whispered in her ear. "It's alright."
She smiled, Frodo's voice immediately calmed her nerves. "If you say so Frodo, I'll trust you on this one."
He smiled warmly at her, much like when they first met, it made her blush and look down.
"Will you sit with me?," Frodo asked.
"Well, Pippin already asked if I'd sit with him, maybe I can sit in the middle of you both," Azalea said. She didn't
want to disappoint Pippin or Frodo. She was also wondering what the fuss over her was about.
"Maybe, we'll see," Frodo said looking at Azalea with his bright blue eyes. "I don't see a problem, as long as it's
alright with Pippin."
Pippin was already sitting at a table, looking at frodo and Azalea talking. Now it was his turn to feel jealous. He gave
Frodo a jealous but curious glance. 'What's he saying to her?,' he thought. Merry looked over at him and caught his
facial expression and nudged him.
"What are you doing?," Merry asked him.
"Oh nothing," Pippin said breaking his stare.
"There's the others," Azalea said, grabbing Frodo's hand. "Come on."
She caught Pippin's eye and he motioned to her.
She waved back and led a reluctant Frodo to the table.
So.......what will happen at the feast? Will Frodo and Pippin get into a fist fight? Will Frodo get the edge on the
aggressive, but cute Pippin? Will Azalea have to choose? Well..........you will just have to wait and see. Don't
cliffhangers suck?!
