~*~*~* A/N: I just spent the last 15 minutes watching my lava lamp. Suffice it to say, I'm bored. *~*~*~*~
Time passed, the four hobbits merely growing deeper and deeper in love. None of them married, even though the Banks' parents urged them to. Bilbo Baggins left The Shire, passing down his mysterious ring to his nephew Frodo. The time soon came when the wizard Gandalf brought back news of the ring, and Frodo had to leave the Shire. He took with him his friend Sam. That same day, Merry and Pippin knocked upon the Banks' door, immediately being ushered in by Estella.
"Come in, boys, come in. Violet! Marigold! Pippin and Merry are here!"
The girls quickly ventured into the living room, immediately knowing something was different. The boys did not hold the same mischevious, innocent expressions they always had; they had an air of responsibility and duty about them.
"Let us walk," said Merry softly, and, sharing a look, Violet and Marigold took their hands, journeying out with them.
Quickly, Merry explained the business about the ring, and about Frodo's need to leave.
"Poor Frodo," said Violet softly, and Merry stopped walking, facing her, holding onto her hand tightly.
"We are going with them," he said softly, and Violet's eyes widened. Marigold looked up at Pippin, astonishment written across her face.
"Is this true?" Marigold asked, and Pippin nodded gently. "Why?"
"Marigold, I have to," he whispered, reaching down and caressing her face softly. "Frodo and Sam are my friends, and I cannot let them go into such danger alone."
"Danger?" repeated Marigold, nearly whimpering under his touch. "You will be in danger?"
"Grave danger," reiterated Merry, looking down at Violet. "Please understand."
Violet swallowed thickly, and nodded. "I do."
"Well, I don't!" exclaimed Marigold, her eyes wide with fear and worry for her Pippin. "I don't want you to be in danger, I want you to stay here, in the Shire, where it's safe... with me."
"Marigold," said Pippin again, cupping her face gently in his hands. "Please.. do not make this hard for me."
"Oh, no, Valar forbid I make it hard," muttered Marigold, trying to pull away. Pippin held her fast, his expression still one of worry and, most of all, love.
"Marigold, I love you, and I would not go unless I had to," he explained, looking down at her with sad eyes. "Oh, Valar," he felt his eyes well up as he looked down at her, wide-eyed and afraid.
"Pippin," she whispered, reaching up and brushing away a tear that fell. "If you must go.. then I will try to understand."
"Thank you," he responded, and they held each other close in a hug for a long time.
"When are you leaving?" asked Violet, turning her attention back to her love.
"Tonight," said Merry ruefully. "We leave tonight."
"Tonight?!" exclaimed Violet, widening her eyes. "But.. so soon?"
"Every moment we are in the Shire, the danger grows," said Merry softly. "I wanted to tell you before, but we weren't sure of our plans until just this morning."
Violet looked up at the sun, just an hour from setting.
"We haven't nearly enough time for a proper goodbye," she said softly, feeling herself start to cry. Merry held her close, kissing away all her tears.
For the next hour, Merry and Violet made love, in a meadow covered with flowers and grass. As Merry fell by Violet's side, he looked over at her, gulping back tears.
"Oh, Violet, I will miss you dearly," he whispered, and she nodded, inching closer and closer to him, resting her head on his chest.
"I will miss you too."
"Violet, make me a promise?"
"What?" she asked, turning and placing her chin on his chest, looking up at him.
"If.. if I don't come back, you have to find someone else."
"Merry!" she exclaimed, her eyes growing wide. "Do not speak of such things."
"No," he said softly, shaking his head, "No, I want you to know. If I do not return, marry someone else. Above all else, I want you to be happy."
"Meriadoc Brandybuck," she said warningly, leaning down and placing a kiss on his stomache. "You *will* return to me."
Merry smiled widely, and nodded. "I will try my best."
Marigold lay in Pippin's arms, spending their time laying and talking, and crying together. She loved how he held her protectively, as though he would save her from all evil in the world. He adored how her head fit perfectly against his chest, and how she sighed every now and then, her chest rising and falling.
"I'm going to come back," he assured her, and kissed her forehead. "And I'm going to marry you when I do."
"Oh, Pippin," she said softly, leaning up and kissing him quickly on the lips. She ran her tongue gently across his lips, and when he opened them, their mouths danced. Pippin groaned softly, leaning in closer to the kiss. Finally, they broke, and looked at each other. Pippin was allowing tears to fall. Just looking at him, scared and worried about his journey ahead, she felt herself succomb to tears as well.
"I love you," she whispered, and they then lost themselves to passion.
Violet and Marigold stood, watching, as Merry and Pippin walked down the path, alongside Frodo and Sam. Both were crying, watching as their loves disappeared out of sight.
"I do hope they return," whispered Marigold, and Violet nodded.
"Unharmed," she added, closing her eyes in a silent prayer for her and her sister's loves.
~~~ The End ~~~
(Epilogue to come)
~*~*~* A/N: I know, I know. I changed some of the events of their leaving. Hey, if Peter Jackson can do it, so can I. *wink* ~*~*~*~*~
Time passed, the four hobbits merely growing deeper and deeper in love. None of them married, even though the Banks' parents urged them to. Bilbo Baggins left The Shire, passing down his mysterious ring to his nephew Frodo. The time soon came when the wizard Gandalf brought back news of the ring, and Frodo had to leave the Shire. He took with him his friend Sam. That same day, Merry and Pippin knocked upon the Banks' door, immediately being ushered in by Estella.
"Come in, boys, come in. Violet! Marigold! Pippin and Merry are here!"
The girls quickly ventured into the living room, immediately knowing something was different. The boys did not hold the same mischevious, innocent expressions they always had; they had an air of responsibility and duty about them.
"Let us walk," said Merry softly, and, sharing a look, Violet and Marigold took their hands, journeying out with them.
Quickly, Merry explained the business about the ring, and about Frodo's need to leave.
"Poor Frodo," said Violet softly, and Merry stopped walking, facing her, holding onto her hand tightly.
"We are going with them," he said softly, and Violet's eyes widened. Marigold looked up at Pippin, astonishment written across her face.
"Is this true?" Marigold asked, and Pippin nodded gently. "Why?"
"Marigold, I have to," he whispered, reaching down and caressing her face softly. "Frodo and Sam are my friends, and I cannot let them go into such danger alone."
"Danger?" repeated Marigold, nearly whimpering under his touch. "You will be in danger?"
"Grave danger," reiterated Merry, looking down at Violet. "Please understand."
Violet swallowed thickly, and nodded. "I do."
"Well, I don't!" exclaimed Marigold, her eyes wide with fear and worry for her Pippin. "I don't want you to be in danger, I want you to stay here, in the Shire, where it's safe... with me."
"Marigold," said Pippin again, cupping her face gently in his hands. "Please.. do not make this hard for me."
"Oh, no, Valar forbid I make it hard," muttered Marigold, trying to pull away. Pippin held her fast, his expression still one of worry and, most of all, love.
"Marigold, I love you, and I would not go unless I had to," he explained, looking down at her with sad eyes. "Oh, Valar," he felt his eyes well up as he looked down at her, wide-eyed and afraid.
"Pippin," she whispered, reaching up and brushing away a tear that fell. "If you must go.. then I will try to understand."
"Thank you," he responded, and they held each other close in a hug for a long time.
"When are you leaving?" asked Violet, turning her attention back to her love.
"Tonight," said Merry ruefully. "We leave tonight."
"Tonight?!" exclaimed Violet, widening her eyes. "But.. so soon?"
"Every moment we are in the Shire, the danger grows," said Merry softly. "I wanted to tell you before, but we weren't sure of our plans until just this morning."
Violet looked up at the sun, just an hour from setting.
"We haven't nearly enough time for a proper goodbye," she said softly, feeling herself start to cry. Merry held her close, kissing away all her tears.
For the next hour, Merry and Violet made love, in a meadow covered with flowers and grass. As Merry fell by Violet's side, he looked over at her, gulping back tears.
"Oh, Violet, I will miss you dearly," he whispered, and she nodded, inching closer and closer to him, resting her head on his chest.
"I will miss you too."
"Violet, make me a promise?"
"What?" she asked, turning and placing her chin on his chest, looking up at him.
"If.. if I don't come back, you have to find someone else."
"Merry!" she exclaimed, her eyes growing wide. "Do not speak of such things."
"No," he said softly, shaking his head, "No, I want you to know. If I do not return, marry someone else. Above all else, I want you to be happy."
"Meriadoc Brandybuck," she said warningly, leaning down and placing a kiss on his stomache. "You *will* return to me."
Merry smiled widely, and nodded. "I will try my best."
Marigold lay in Pippin's arms, spending their time laying and talking, and crying together. She loved how he held her protectively, as though he would save her from all evil in the world. He adored how her head fit perfectly against his chest, and how she sighed every now and then, her chest rising and falling.
"I'm going to come back," he assured her, and kissed her forehead. "And I'm going to marry you when I do."
"Oh, Pippin," she said softly, leaning up and kissing him quickly on the lips. She ran her tongue gently across his lips, and when he opened them, their mouths danced. Pippin groaned softly, leaning in closer to the kiss. Finally, they broke, and looked at each other. Pippin was allowing tears to fall. Just looking at him, scared and worried about his journey ahead, she felt herself succomb to tears as well.
"I love you," she whispered, and they then lost themselves to passion.
Violet and Marigold stood, watching, as Merry and Pippin walked down the path, alongside Frodo and Sam. Both were crying, watching as their loves disappeared out of sight.
"I do hope they return," whispered Marigold, and Violet nodded.
"Unharmed," she added, closing her eyes in a silent prayer for her and her sister's loves.
~~~ The End ~~~
(Epilogue to come)
~*~*~* A/N: I know, I know. I changed some of the events of their leaving. Hey, if Peter Jackson can do it, so can I. *wink* ~*~*~*~*~