~*~* A/N: All right. It's 1 am. I'm not going to stop writing for at least another chapter. I hope you all enjoy my insomnia. *~*~
"May we come, then?" asked Violet, winking playfully at Merry. He blushed and looked down.
"I don't know, should we really bring ladies?" asked Pippin, and Merry smiled, poking Pippin in the stomache.
"I think they ought to come," replied Meriadoc, and the girls nodded a response.
"All right then," said Pippin, finishing off Merry's eggs for him. "Shall we?"
The four Hobbits crept up the road towards Farmer Maggot's farm. Pippin and Merry carried sacks in which to stow the stolen cabbages. The girls smiled, and walked alongside the boys, joking every now and then.
"Hush, now," said Merry, pointing to a feild up ahead. "There it is."
The girls fell silent. Marigold had been in Farmer Maggot's feilds many a times, of course, but Violet never had.
"Follow me," said Merry with a smile, and the four stealthily snuck into the feild. Merry and Pippin immediately found a large cabbage crop, and began to take them from the ground, laughing and commenting on the cabbages, in soft voices. Violet and Marigold stood watch, being very careful.
Then, from a distance, they heard the sound of a dog barking.
"That cannot be good," said Pippin softly as he and Merry stood up. Their bags were only half full of cabbages, and they prayed that they would not hear Farmer Maggot's voice next.
"You kids!" the old farmer shouted, his dogs barking loudly. "Get out of my feild!"
"Run!" exclaimed Merry, and the four of them set off in a run across the feild. Marigold and Violet ran quicker than the two boys, for the boys carried sacks of cabbages. So, they were the first to see the ledge. They halted, grabbing onto one another for support. They thought they may escape the fall, when Pippin and Merry, who had both turned to look back, ran into their backs.
Almost as one, they toppled down the hill, Violet and Marigold shrieking as their dresses tore on branches and rocks. Finally, they landed in a heap at the bottom, with Pippin sprawled atop of Marigold and Violet laying across Merry's legs.
"Are you ladies all right?!" exclaimed Merry, quickly sitting up. Violet nodded grimly, but Marigold, with a scowl, shook her head. On the way down, a sharp rock had cut her leg, and she was bleeding from the wound.
"Oh, Marigold!" cried her sister, seeing the blood begin to soak through her dress. "Are you okay?"
Pippin finally removed himself from atop of Marigold, and quickly turned his attention to her leg.
"Just a cut, is all," Marigold insisted, as her sister inspected it carefully.
"That must sting like crazy," commented Merry, and Pippin looked down.
"I'm right sorry, Marigold," the youger boy said softly, and she shook her head.
"S'not your fault, Pip. Jus' an accident."
"Well, either way, we had better get you home," said Violet, shaking her head. The cut on her sisters leg looked rather painful, and it must've taken all her strength not to burst into tears. "Do you imagine you can walk?"
"I needn't be carried, if that is what you mean," Marigold said softly, as Violet and Pip helped her to her feet. "Perhaps I may need something to lean on, though."
"How about someone?" asked Pippin, placing his arm gently about Marigold's waist to steady her. "You can lean on me, I'm strong enough for it." Marigold, under normal circumstances, would have made a joke. But now, with Pippin's arm around her, she felt all ability to speak leave her. She nodded meekly, and they began to walk. She wrapping an arm about his shoulders, leaning on him. Her leg did hurt quite a bit, but, with Pippin so close to her, she could almost forget that.
"Ah, I do believe my cousin has a liking for your sister," said Merry with a laugh, and Violet nodded, smiling.
"It is rather cute."
"Aye. Do you imagine she likes him in return?" Violet winked at him, and he smiled back at her.
"I cannot say," she said playfully.
"Oh, you cannot?" he asked, a fake scowl on his lips. His eyes, however, danced with laughter.
"Nae," she replied, and the two laughed, as Merry found her hand, wrapping it in his.
~*~*~ A/N: Aww. How cute. Now, seriously, I need to go to sleep like a normal person. It's 1:30. *~*~*~
"May we come, then?" asked Violet, winking playfully at Merry. He blushed and looked down.
"I don't know, should we really bring ladies?" asked Pippin, and Merry smiled, poking Pippin in the stomache.
"I think they ought to come," replied Meriadoc, and the girls nodded a response.
"All right then," said Pippin, finishing off Merry's eggs for him. "Shall we?"
The four Hobbits crept up the road towards Farmer Maggot's farm. Pippin and Merry carried sacks in which to stow the stolen cabbages. The girls smiled, and walked alongside the boys, joking every now and then.
"Hush, now," said Merry, pointing to a feild up ahead. "There it is."
The girls fell silent. Marigold had been in Farmer Maggot's feilds many a times, of course, but Violet never had.
"Follow me," said Merry with a smile, and the four stealthily snuck into the feild. Merry and Pippin immediately found a large cabbage crop, and began to take them from the ground, laughing and commenting on the cabbages, in soft voices. Violet and Marigold stood watch, being very careful.
Then, from a distance, they heard the sound of a dog barking.
"That cannot be good," said Pippin softly as he and Merry stood up. Their bags were only half full of cabbages, and they prayed that they would not hear Farmer Maggot's voice next.
"You kids!" the old farmer shouted, his dogs barking loudly. "Get out of my feild!"
"Run!" exclaimed Merry, and the four of them set off in a run across the feild. Marigold and Violet ran quicker than the two boys, for the boys carried sacks of cabbages. So, they were the first to see the ledge. They halted, grabbing onto one another for support. They thought they may escape the fall, when Pippin and Merry, who had both turned to look back, ran into their backs.
Almost as one, they toppled down the hill, Violet and Marigold shrieking as their dresses tore on branches and rocks. Finally, they landed in a heap at the bottom, with Pippin sprawled atop of Marigold and Violet laying across Merry's legs.
"Are you ladies all right?!" exclaimed Merry, quickly sitting up. Violet nodded grimly, but Marigold, with a scowl, shook her head. On the way down, a sharp rock had cut her leg, and she was bleeding from the wound.
"Oh, Marigold!" cried her sister, seeing the blood begin to soak through her dress. "Are you okay?"
Pippin finally removed himself from atop of Marigold, and quickly turned his attention to her leg.
"Just a cut, is all," Marigold insisted, as her sister inspected it carefully.
"That must sting like crazy," commented Merry, and Pippin looked down.
"I'm right sorry, Marigold," the youger boy said softly, and she shook her head.
"S'not your fault, Pip. Jus' an accident."
"Well, either way, we had better get you home," said Violet, shaking her head. The cut on her sisters leg looked rather painful, and it must've taken all her strength not to burst into tears. "Do you imagine you can walk?"
"I needn't be carried, if that is what you mean," Marigold said softly, as Violet and Pip helped her to her feet. "Perhaps I may need something to lean on, though."
"How about someone?" asked Pippin, placing his arm gently about Marigold's waist to steady her. "You can lean on me, I'm strong enough for it." Marigold, under normal circumstances, would have made a joke. But now, with Pippin's arm around her, she felt all ability to speak leave her. She nodded meekly, and they began to walk. She wrapping an arm about his shoulders, leaning on him. Her leg did hurt quite a bit, but, with Pippin so close to her, she could almost forget that.
"Ah, I do believe my cousin has a liking for your sister," said Merry with a laugh, and Violet nodded, smiling.
"It is rather cute."
"Aye. Do you imagine she likes him in return?" Violet winked at him, and he smiled back at her.
"I cannot say," she said playfully.
"Oh, you cannot?" he asked, a fake scowl on his lips. His eyes, however, danced with laughter.
"Nae," she replied, and the two laughed, as Merry found her hand, wrapping it in his.
~*~*~ A/N: Aww. How cute. Now, seriously, I need to go to sleep like a normal person. It's 1:30. *~*~*~