May and Frodo chased after each other till they got to the giant oak tree.

"Oh Frodo," May gasped, "Isn't it lovely?" Frodo nodded and looked at the tree but was mostly looking at her. "Let's sit down." May agreed and sat herself down on the mossy grass. "I love it out here, don't you Frodo?"

Frodo nodded, picking up grass and playing with it. "by the way May," He asked as he looked at her, "How old are you now?" May giggled. "I thought you knew. I'm twenty six." Frodo smiled. "Twenty nine." May wound her finger around her dark brown hair.

"What do you want to do?" She asked him. Frodo Sighed, looking at the deep blue sky. He shrugged his shoulders and turned around. "You want to climb the tree?" May smirked and nodded. They raced up the tree, pulling on the branches and getting themselves up higher and higher. They both loved climbing trees, especelly big ones.

They got up to the very top and sat on branches. "Wow! You can almost see the entire Shire from here!" Frodo chuckled. "Not exactly. But pretty much." The tree's leaves waved back and forth as a gust of wind came by.

May decided to move down a little, so she stepped down onto the little branch. Suddenly it snapped, and she screamed and it caused her to fall. Luckily, she grabbed hold of a small branch that was on the side. "May! hold on!" Frodo came to her rescue, jumping down from limb to limb as fast as he could. He held out his hand and his around arm was wrapped around the tree.

"Give me your hand!" May looked down below her and saw no more branches. It was about twenty feet down. The branch was slowly breaking! She tried to reach Frodo's hand but couldn't.

"I can't!" She yelled. Frodo leaned down further. "Now try!" May desperately longed her arm to try to grab him, but still couldn't. Frodo knew the only thing he could do would be to jump down to her, and so he did. Falling through the air, and grabbed her by the waist and swung themselves onto the large limb hanging from the tree.

May was gasping for air and she slowly pulled away from him. Frodo was too, gasping and sighing. He looked up at her to see her hiding her face in her hands. Frodo could hear her crying. He crawled over to her and took her in his arms. "Sssh...May, it's okay now. You're safe." May couldn't believe what was happening. Was Frodo holding her?

She let go of her tears into his chest, as she cried. She slowly backed away from him and saw him looking deeply into her eyes. His hand reached out and softly wiped away her tears. May got a shiver up her spine from his touch. "T-Thank you Frodo." She said softly, sniffing still. Frodo smiled at her and stroked her hair. "You're welcome. You could have fallen!"

He laughed and poked her. May finally forced a smile and then started to giggle. Frodo was still laughing and it then caused her to laugh. They laughed together, and it was a pleasing moment. May and Frodo then climbed down slowly, do that they wouldn't fall. When they got to the bottom Frodo and May looked at each other.

"May?" May's eyes met his. "Yes, Frodo?" "I like you. You're a sweet girl." Mat smiled at him nicely. "I like you too. You're fun to have around!" Frodo smiled then got a devilish grin. May knew he was about to do something. Sure enough he was, because a split second after their wonderful moment, he took grass and through it at her. She laughed and he tore of running home to make sure he couldn't play a trick on him. May sighed, and walked down the road. "Well, maybe Frodo and I are more than friends...Perhaps crushes."