~*~* A/N: I seriously *couldn't* wait for tomorrow - I had to write the next chapter tonight. And yes, I'm STILL listening to Concerning Hobbits. (Ah, the wonders of the loop.) ^.^ It's 12:30 at night.. not tired yet.. maybe soon. :-D *~*~
The next morning, Violet arose at the very crack of dawn, sitting up in her bed and stretching her arms. She stood up, and yawned, stretching once more and walking to her door. Opening it, she looked out into the hall. No one was yet awake. She yawned again and made her way to the kitchen, cutting herself a peice of bread.
She ate thoughtfully. She was not at all certain whether Merry liked her or not. Today she would have to really turn up the charm. Hopefully her sister would do the same; how lovely would it be to be courted by cousins!
She poured a glass of water and drank, then walked back to her sister's room. Violet pushed the door open slightly, seeing her sister still fast asleep. She smiled and shook her head, approaching Marigold quietly.
"Get up!" she exclaimed, shaking her roughly. Marigold cried out, sitting straight up. Marigold always had been jumpy as a cat.
"What?" she asked, once she saw that it was merely her sister. "It's still early."
"Ah, but the early bird catches the boys," her sister countered with a smile. "You do remember our plan for today, don't you?"
Marigold nodded eagerly, and hopped out of bed, tripping over the sheets entangled about her legs and falling onto the floor.
"May you show such grace when we see Pippin," said Violet with a laugh, and Marigold, grinning, stood. "Now get dressed.. we have much to do."
Marigold chose her favorite dress, green and white, and dressed quickly. Violet chose her favorite as well, a purple and white hued dress that perfectly matched her eyes. Marigold and Violet then assembled in the older's room, where she brushed her sister's long, golden brown curly hair.
"I will lend you a ribbon," said Violet with a smile, and chose a green one. She tied it carefully around her sister's hair, pulling out a few curly strands here and there. "Ah, the hidden beauty."
Marigold blushed, and looked down. Violet quickly did her own hair, adding a white ribbon. Then she turned to her sister.
"All right, Marigold," she said, standing and walking toward her dresser. "Now for the make-up."
Marigold gulped, and nodded slightly. "Let me have it, then."
"Now," said Violet softly, collecting some rouge and eyeshadow from various containers in her drawer. "Just you sit still, this won't take but a minute."
Marigold squeezed her eyes shut as her sister applied small amounts of makeup to her face. Torturous. Truly torturous.
(A/N: Okay. Good thing the Hobbits didn't have eyelash curlers, because OH MY GOD, those things are seriously torturous.)
Soon, they were ready, and they ran from the house, giggling. They set off toward the Took's house. Their plan was to knock upon the door and ask for Pervinca, already knowing that she was on her morning walk. With luck, Pippin or Merry would open the door; after all, Merry stayed at the Took residence almost as much as Pippin himself did!
"Where do you suppose our daughters are off to, looking like that? I believe Marigold was wearing rouge; that is odd," said Tolman Banks, settling back in his chair with a pipe.
"Probably off to meet some boys," replied his wife Estella, sewing a dress beside him. "Marigold is almost 26."
Tolman sighed. "They do grow too fast, you know."
With a giggle, Violet stepped forward, knocking upon the door. She straightened her dress, and made certain that Marigold was kempt as well. Finally, after several moments, the door was opened by Paladin Took.
"Good morning, girls!" he exclaimed, holding the door wide open. "If you're here for Pervinca, I'm afraid she is on a walk with her sisters. You may come in and wait if you'd like."
"Oi," said Violet, pretending as though she had just remembered about their morning walks. "I guess we shall wait here, thank you Master Took."
"Of course, of course," he said, ushering the girls inside. They glanced about with a grin, and were about to ask where the boys were, when they clearly heard arguing from the kitchen.
"Merry! That is my tomato!"
"Oh, it was not, Pippin. Besides, you are eating my bacon!"
Marigold laughed, shaking her head, and Violet grabbed her arm, leading her into the kitchen.
"Good morning Pippin, Merry," the older sister said with a smile, and the two looked up, wide-eyed.
"Well, hello!" said Merry, once he had cleared his mouth of Pippin's tomato. Pippin smiled a response, his mouth too full with the bacon to even mutter a word. The girls laughed, and shook their heads.
"Second breakfast?" Marigold asked, and the two boys nodded eagerly.
"Would you like some?"
"No, thank you," said Violet politely, smiling at Merry. "We just ate ours at home."
"So what are you two doing today?" asked Marigold, leaning against a counter. Pippin swallowed, finally able to speak.
"We are going to get some cabbages from Farmer Maggot!" he exclaimed excitedly, and Merry nudged his shoulder.
"Supposed to be a secret," he reminded his cousin, and Pippin nodded sheepishly.
"Some secret cabbages," he added, much to the amusement of the girls.
Merry looked back and forth between the girls. Both of them were pretty, but he thought Violet was very much the prettiest. She was sweet as well. Aye, he had found the girl to court.
~*~* A/N: Tee hee. Secret cabbages. Ah, my dear Took. *grin* *~*~
The next morning, Violet arose at the very crack of dawn, sitting up in her bed and stretching her arms. She stood up, and yawned, stretching once more and walking to her door. Opening it, she looked out into the hall. No one was yet awake. She yawned again and made her way to the kitchen, cutting herself a peice of bread.
She ate thoughtfully. She was not at all certain whether Merry liked her or not. Today she would have to really turn up the charm. Hopefully her sister would do the same; how lovely would it be to be courted by cousins!
She poured a glass of water and drank, then walked back to her sister's room. Violet pushed the door open slightly, seeing her sister still fast asleep. She smiled and shook her head, approaching Marigold quietly.
"Get up!" she exclaimed, shaking her roughly. Marigold cried out, sitting straight up. Marigold always had been jumpy as a cat.
"What?" she asked, once she saw that it was merely her sister. "It's still early."
"Ah, but the early bird catches the boys," her sister countered with a smile. "You do remember our plan for today, don't you?"
Marigold nodded eagerly, and hopped out of bed, tripping over the sheets entangled about her legs and falling onto the floor.
"May you show such grace when we see Pippin," said Violet with a laugh, and Marigold, grinning, stood. "Now get dressed.. we have much to do."
Marigold chose her favorite dress, green and white, and dressed quickly. Violet chose her favorite as well, a purple and white hued dress that perfectly matched her eyes. Marigold and Violet then assembled in the older's room, where she brushed her sister's long, golden brown curly hair.
"I will lend you a ribbon," said Violet with a smile, and chose a green one. She tied it carefully around her sister's hair, pulling out a few curly strands here and there. "Ah, the hidden beauty."
Marigold blushed, and looked down. Violet quickly did her own hair, adding a white ribbon. Then she turned to her sister.
"All right, Marigold," she said, standing and walking toward her dresser. "Now for the make-up."
Marigold gulped, and nodded slightly. "Let me have it, then."
"Now," said Violet softly, collecting some rouge and eyeshadow from various containers in her drawer. "Just you sit still, this won't take but a minute."
Marigold squeezed her eyes shut as her sister applied small amounts of makeup to her face. Torturous. Truly torturous.
(A/N: Okay. Good thing the Hobbits didn't have eyelash curlers, because OH MY GOD, those things are seriously torturous.)
Soon, they were ready, and they ran from the house, giggling. They set off toward the Took's house. Their plan was to knock upon the door and ask for Pervinca, already knowing that she was on her morning walk. With luck, Pippin or Merry would open the door; after all, Merry stayed at the Took residence almost as much as Pippin himself did!
"Where do you suppose our daughters are off to, looking like that? I believe Marigold was wearing rouge; that is odd," said Tolman Banks, settling back in his chair with a pipe.
"Probably off to meet some boys," replied his wife Estella, sewing a dress beside him. "Marigold is almost 26."
Tolman sighed. "They do grow too fast, you know."
With a giggle, Violet stepped forward, knocking upon the door. She straightened her dress, and made certain that Marigold was kempt as well. Finally, after several moments, the door was opened by Paladin Took.
"Good morning, girls!" he exclaimed, holding the door wide open. "If you're here for Pervinca, I'm afraid she is on a walk with her sisters. You may come in and wait if you'd like."
"Oi," said Violet, pretending as though she had just remembered about their morning walks. "I guess we shall wait here, thank you Master Took."
"Of course, of course," he said, ushering the girls inside. They glanced about with a grin, and were about to ask where the boys were, when they clearly heard arguing from the kitchen.
"Merry! That is my tomato!"
"Oh, it was not, Pippin. Besides, you are eating my bacon!"
Marigold laughed, shaking her head, and Violet grabbed her arm, leading her into the kitchen.
"Good morning Pippin, Merry," the older sister said with a smile, and the two looked up, wide-eyed.
"Well, hello!" said Merry, once he had cleared his mouth of Pippin's tomato. Pippin smiled a response, his mouth too full with the bacon to even mutter a word. The girls laughed, and shook their heads.
"Second breakfast?" Marigold asked, and the two boys nodded eagerly.
"Would you like some?"
"No, thank you," said Violet politely, smiling at Merry. "We just ate ours at home."
"So what are you two doing today?" asked Marigold, leaning against a counter. Pippin swallowed, finally able to speak.
"We are going to get some cabbages from Farmer Maggot!" he exclaimed excitedly, and Merry nudged his shoulder.
"Supposed to be a secret," he reminded his cousin, and Pippin nodded sheepishly.
"Some secret cabbages," he added, much to the amusement of the girls.
Merry looked back and forth between the girls. Both of them were pretty, but he thought Violet was very much the prettiest. She was sweet as well. Aye, he had found the girl to court.
~*~* A/N: Tee hee. Secret cabbages. Ah, my dear Took. *grin* *~*~