ah, anyway...here's the second chapter...where Sam looks for Frodo. ^_^
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Sam lifted his eyes...and found himself facing the sky. It was a very awkward morning for him. He wished he hadn't of woken up...seeing as he'd only have the first few seconds of the morning to forget all that had happened. He put his arms in the back of his head and rubbed his thumb along his neck. "I best be getting up," he yawned.
He pulled out pots and pans to prepare breakfast for himself. It was so strange, because the only reason he use to have for waking up was to help Frodo and make a nourishing meal for him. I should of went back to sleep.. he thought. Sam slapped his head and had the urge to yell to himself "You're an idiot, Samwise Gamgee! You forgot that you have nothing to make a meal out of! Only the lembas...now what will you do?" He was only relieved Frodo took them...because Frodo would need them more than Sam, who had no more reason to travel deep into Mordor.
Sam sat on a rock and put his face firmly in his hands. "Ah, Mr. Frodo...You don't understand...that knife you dug into me...it hurt more than even a Nazgul blade could. I wonder what you are thinking, or if you are ok or not." Sam let himself slide off the rock backwards, and he rested on the ground. The wind pushed against his hair and clothing...and it almost soothed his thinking, but the pain really wouldn't go away. "Frodo, I left Hobbiton for you, you know. I know you wish just as much as me to be back home. I want to be back with my Gaffer, planting po-ta-toes...and enjoying tales and getting to smile. Instead, in exchange for leaving, I'm left here by my only reason to go on. I'm not very cut out for adventure, I never was...but everything I did was for you. I don't want it left in vein...and I'm hoping you haven't forgotten me..." Sam's memories came flowing again, with a mind of its own...as if it came back to push that knife in deeper.
"Sam, I can't stay with you. I can't let you fall to the rings trickery, don't you see?"
"But Frodo, please master, I need to protect you! I have to protect you! You cannot wander alone!"
"Sam, I'm going. Don't follow me!"
"Why Frodo, I don't want you to leave! I can protect you..."
"Sam, I love you too much. I cannot let you die for me..."
"Frodo..."
Sam remember Frodo's face burning with sorrow. Sam also remember how he himself felt...every word that came...seemed to have a deep impact on him. Almost a riddle. Did Frodo want him away? Maybe he was a thorn in his masters side. He shook he head with denile...it couldn't be true. Maybe he really didn't want him to get hurt? Sam was so confused..."It must be that, it has to be that."
"I even remember how I felt trying to grab that ring. It was a mix of wanting and hating..." Sam stood, and the breeze sent a chill up his back. He looked around the dead land, the wind getting his hair in the way...but he gave no mind. He thought of something, and he knew what to do. "It's a dangerous route Sam, are you sure you're up for it?" He nodded.
He ran to his resting spot, and grabbed his pans. He shoved everything around him into his pack in a frenzy and rolled his sheets up. He tied his pans to his pack...but reluctantly picked up the last pan and stared at it. He grinned, remembering how much he loved to cook and please Frodo. "I think I'll hold onto this one."
He wrapped his cloak around his shoulders and hooked it with the symbol of the leaf Galadriel had given each fellowship member. He threw his pack around his arms and held a pan in his right hand. "Ready, Samwise?" He laughed stupidly at himself. He seemed to have had a new hope in things...all because of a pan. But also, because the memories didn't hurt so much anymore. He could think of many pleasent times with Frodo, add them together, and still imagine himself with him. He had come to the conclusion him and Frodo were meant to be...and he wouldn't stop until he knew Frodo also realized it.
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*says like comic book guy on simpsons* Shortest chapter, ever. yes yes, I write short chapters...but they will get longer, I promise. ^_^ LOL ALSO, the "po-ta-toes" thing was from the "Of Herbs and Stewed Rabbit" chapter in the Two Towers. I couldn't stop laughing at that part in the book, so I had him say it. ^_^ I also listened to the Inu-Yasha OST 1 CD while doing this...the music REALLY helped the mood. Like the part when the wind brushed up against him, the scene came into my mind from the music. ^_^_^_^__^ !! GO ROBOT FUU !!