~*~*~ A/N: Okay. That's it. This is like the 7th chapter in less than 24 hours. Won't someone stop me?! *~*~*~
"Pippin, stop being foolish," said Merry as the two were leaving the house. "And pick up those flowers."
"Why bother," he muttered, kicking a rock on the ground. "Pervinca is right."
"Pippin, you have never listened to a word any of your sisters have said, why start now?"
Pippin looked down, and shrugged.
"Pick up those flowers, and don't make me give you a thrashing," warned Merry, and Pippin grumbled, stooping and retreiving the flowers from the floor. "There we are. Now, let's go."
Marigold lay in her bed, looking up at the ceiling thoughtfully. Her mother had doomed her to at least a day of bedrest, the worst thing that could possibly happen to Marigold. She'd much rather be out frolicing about. Violet was in her room, mending her dress. It was not as torn as Marigold's, so it was an easy fix.
"Ah, come in, come in," Marigold heard her father say from the living room, and heard Pippin's and Merry's voices next, greeting Tolman. She started, straightening and fixing her hair. Violet rushed in from her bedroom, and jumped about excitedly.
"The boys!" she said, in a whisper, and Marigold nodded quickly.
There came a knock at the bedroom door, and the girls shared a wide grin. Violet pulled open the door.
"Oh! Merry and Pippin, what a surprise!" she exclaimed, ushering the two boys quickly into the room. They looked about nervously, then Merry removed his hands from behind his back, showing Violet the flowers he had picked.
"These are for you," he said softly, and watched as Violet's eyes widened in delight.
"Oh, Merry, how thoughtful!" she cried, and leaned forward, placing a light kiss on his cheek. He blushed, looking down bashfully. Pippin walked over to Marigold, who was now sitting up in her bed.
"How are you?" he asked, looking at her, concerned.
"I'm all right," she assured him, and patted the bed next to her. "Would you like to sit, then?"
Pippin nodded, a bit too eagerly, and sat gingerly, making certain he did not jar her leg. He removed his hands from behind his back, too, and thrust the flowers toward her.
"I picked these for you," he mumbled, afraid she would laugh at him. Instead, she smiled and took them, and placed them on her bedstand.
"Oh, thank you, Pippin. They are quite lovely." He smiled in return.
"Well, I'm going to take Violet for a walk," said Merry, grinning from ear to ear.
"I will stay here and keep Marigold company," Pippin started, then turned to Marigold. "If that is all right with you, that is."
"Of course," said Marigold, smiling at Pip. "I would love for you to stay."
Violet grinned, and grabbed Merry's hand, leading him out the door.
Pippin laughed, shaking his head at his cousin.
"Tell me, Marigold, what do you like to do for fun?" he asked, making conversation, as he leaned back against her headboard, close enough to Marigold that, if he wanted, he could lean over and..
"Don't jynx it," he thought to himself.
"When I'm not stuck in bed for the day, you mean?" Marigold asked with a laugh. "Well, I enjoy frolicing and playing tricks quite a bit, and playing with my sister."
Pippin nodded, smiling. Sounded quite a bit like himself.
"You know," he said thoughtfully, and took a gulp. "You are maybe the most beautiful girl I have ever seen."
Marigold blushed fiercely, looking down.
"Naw," she murmured softly, then, taking a deep breath, leaned forward, kissing Pippin quickly on the cheek. His now blushed bright red as well, and the two sat, blushing and nervous, and silent, for a few minutes.
Violet laughed as she and Merry ran about the roads of Buckland, hand in hand. Finally, the two stopped underneath and apple tree, and sat, exhausted.
"I do wonder what my cousin is doing right now," Merry said thoughtfully, hoping for the best for Pippin.
"If he is lucky," said Violet with a wink, "it's something like this." She leaned forward, kissing Merry on the lips softly. He was surprised, but quickly kissed her back, leaning forward eagerly. Violet broke the kiss, then giggled, jumping up and running back to the road. With a laugh, Merry jumped up as well, and gave her chase.
~*~*~ A/N: Hobbitsgasm! *~*~*~
"Pippin, stop being foolish," said Merry as the two were leaving the house. "And pick up those flowers."
"Why bother," he muttered, kicking a rock on the ground. "Pervinca is right."
"Pippin, you have never listened to a word any of your sisters have said, why start now?"
Pippin looked down, and shrugged.
"Pick up those flowers, and don't make me give you a thrashing," warned Merry, and Pippin grumbled, stooping and retreiving the flowers from the floor. "There we are. Now, let's go."
Marigold lay in her bed, looking up at the ceiling thoughtfully. Her mother had doomed her to at least a day of bedrest, the worst thing that could possibly happen to Marigold. She'd much rather be out frolicing about. Violet was in her room, mending her dress. It was not as torn as Marigold's, so it was an easy fix.
"Ah, come in, come in," Marigold heard her father say from the living room, and heard Pippin's and Merry's voices next, greeting Tolman. She started, straightening and fixing her hair. Violet rushed in from her bedroom, and jumped about excitedly.
"The boys!" she said, in a whisper, and Marigold nodded quickly.
There came a knock at the bedroom door, and the girls shared a wide grin. Violet pulled open the door.
"Oh! Merry and Pippin, what a surprise!" she exclaimed, ushering the two boys quickly into the room. They looked about nervously, then Merry removed his hands from behind his back, showing Violet the flowers he had picked.
"These are for you," he said softly, and watched as Violet's eyes widened in delight.
"Oh, Merry, how thoughtful!" she cried, and leaned forward, placing a light kiss on his cheek. He blushed, looking down bashfully. Pippin walked over to Marigold, who was now sitting up in her bed.
"How are you?" he asked, looking at her, concerned.
"I'm all right," she assured him, and patted the bed next to her. "Would you like to sit, then?"
Pippin nodded, a bit too eagerly, and sat gingerly, making certain he did not jar her leg. He removed his hands from behind his back, too, and thrust the flowers toward her.
"I picked these for you," he mumbled, afraid she would laugh at him. Instead, she smiled and took them, and placed them on her bedstand.
"Oh, thank you, Pippin. They are quite lovely." He smiled in return.
"Well, I'm going to take Violet for a walk," said Merry, grinning from ear to ear.
"I will stay here and keep Marigold company," Pippin started, then turned to Marigold. "If that is all right with you, that is."
"Of course," said Marigold, smiling at Pip. "I would love for you to stay."
Violet grinned, and grabbed Merry's hand, leading him out the door.
Pippin laughed, shaking his head at his cousin.
"Tell me, Marigold, what do you like to do for fun?" he asked, making conversation, as he leaned back against her headboard, close enough to Marigold that, if he wanted, he could lean over and..
"Don't jynx it," he thought to himself.
"When I'm not stuck in bed for the day, you mean?" Marigold asked with a laugh. "Well, I enjoy frolicing and playing tricks quite a bit, and playing with my sister."
Pippin nodded, smiling. Sounded quite a bit like himself.
"You know," he said thoughtfully, and took a gulp. "You are maybe the most beautiful girl I have ever seen."
Marigold blushed fiercely, looking down.
"Naw," she murmured softly, then, taking a deep breath, leaned forward, kissing Pippin quickly on the cheek. His now blushed bright red as well, and the two sat, blushing and nervous, and silent, for a few minutes.
Violet laughed as she and Merry ran about the roads of Buckland, hand in hand. Finally, the two stopped underneath and apple tree, and sat, exhausted.
"I do wonder what my cousin is doing right now," Merry said thoughtfully, hoping for the best for Pippin.
"If he is lucky," said Violet with a wink, "it's something like this." She leaned forward, kissing Merry on the lips softly. He was surprised, but quickly kissed her back, leaning forward eagerly. Violet broke the kiss, then giggled, jumping up and running back to the road. With a laugh, Merry jumped up as well, and gave her chase.
~*~*~ A/N: Hobbitsgasm! *~*~*~