A/N- Hilda and Seredic Brandybuck are Caley's parents. I mention them by
their first name and I just wanted you to know you they are.
Pip Morgan and Race skylark- Rosie thank you so Much for looking this chapter over for me, You are so the best!
Emerin Mornlight of Rivendell- Thank you for Pointing that out, we are just gonna pretend Sancho is a Baggins though because I feel like it…
Ardeth Bey- Chirs, Thank you for reviewing my story, thought this probably isnt your thing, you put up with it anyway because you're my friend (though I don't know why you, or anyone else for that matter, puts up with me) and don't forget PHF! KHL!
After Caley had come to live in Bag End things were a bit hectic at first. But by the third day everyone, including Elanor, settled into a comfortable routine. Caley and Frodo had retired to the sitting room after dinner, just talking about whatever came into their heads. Frodo went to get them some tea and returned to find Caley asleep. He put a blanket over her than went and sat down across from her, quietly sipping his tea and looking thoughtful.
" Frodo, you're starring again."
He turned to see Sam in the doorway.
"You were starring during supper and dinner and tea as well."
"Sam I…"
"I Know"
"Well if my emotions are that obvious…"
"They aren't. I just know you too well. Rosie thinks you're sweet on Primrose Goodbody"
"I can't stand here!"
"I know, which just shows Rose doesn't know you that well. Not many do."
Sam looked over to Caley, then shifted his gaze to Frodo. The plaintive look on his friend's face as he gazed upon cousin pained him.
"Frodo, you know she loves you. If you asked…"
"Sam I couldn't marry her. I'm too much older. I'm in my fifties and she hasn't even come of age."
"Well, after his wife died Madoc Headstrong married Pernilla Bracegirdle, he was 62 and she was only 35."
"I suppose. But you over looking one major factor. Merry. Esmerelda and Hilda have been planning for their children to get married since the day Caley was born."
"Just because her parents want them to get married doesn't mean she wants to."
"But she does Sam. Your Rosie thinks so too."
"She does?"
"I overheard her and Caley talking in the kitchen, and I also overheard Caley and Merry talking once."
"Frodo, you know that doesn't mean anything. If you just talk with her, maybe she feels the same way."
"I couldn't she doesn't feel the same and if I tell her it would only make things awkward and I would hate to lose her friendship."
"Frodo…"
"Samwise."
"Fine, do you think we should bring her to her bed."
"No, she's fine here. Moving her would only bother her."
"Ok Goodnight Frodo."
"Goodnight Sam"
Frodo walked back across the room and sat down across from Caley once more.
"Aren't you going to bed?"
"I will in a moment Sam. I just want to sit here a bit longer"
Sam sighed and walked down the hall to his own bedroom.
~*~*~*~
The next morning Sam got up early. As he walked pass the sitting room he saw Frodo asleep in the same chair he has left him in last night.
~*~*~*~
Caley and Rosie took their time walking back to Bag End after doing some shopping in town.
"Good morning Caley."
Caley turned to see who had addressed her.
"Oh morning Estella."
She walked over to where the other hobbit lass was standing to exchange pleasantries, it would be rude not to.
"How are you this morning?" Caley asked.
"Oh fine, just on my way to Michel Delving to visit my cousins for a day or two. How are you settling in at Bag End?"
"Fine thank you." Caley said as she looked around for an escape route. But Rosie and Elanor were engaged in conversation with the young Mrs. Headstrong and all the other hobbits nearby also seem busy.
"You must miss everyone back In Buckland." Estella continued
"Oh yes of course."
"Especially Merry."
"Yes, I do" Caley said continuing her search for someone, anyone to get her away from Estella, who was not her favorite person.
"You know he's asked me to be his date at his party?"
Caley's attention snapped back to Estella at this comment
"Oh I can't believe that."
"Are you calling me a liar?"
"Well… Yes I am."
Estella then slapped Caley. In retaliation Caley punched her in the stomach. Then Estella lunged at Caley knocking them both to the ground. The two of them continued fighting viciously kicking, punching, biting, and scratching.
Sometime during all this Frodo and Sam came down the road. Quite a crowd had formed around the two girls and Frodo and Sam wondered what was going on. Just as Frodo fought his way to the front of the group Caley powerfully punched Estella's nose. There was a sickening crack and Estella began to cry and blood gushed from her nose.
Caley stood up, dusted off her dress, smooth down her hair, and wiped a bit of blood from a cut on her lip before she spoke.
"And for your information, Merry is going with me to his party."
Estella looked up, incredulous.
"I suppose he hasn't told you yet because he didn't want you to be jealous."
Straightening her dress one more time Caley turned and walked up the road, flashing Frodo a brilliant smile despite the dirt and blood on her face.
Sam and Frodo continued down the road as the crows dispersed each trying to take in what they had just seen.
" Samwise if that doesn't prove to you she cares about Merry nothing will" Frodo said and began to laugh, though he wasn't exactly sue why.
A/N Yay! Estella got what was coming to her. Now all I have to do is have some one beat up the Long Cleave whore (AKA Diamond) and I'm all set.
Pip Morgan and Race skylark- Rosie thank you so Much for looking this chapter over for me, You are so the best!
Emerin Mornlight of Rivendell- Thank you for Pointing that out, we are just gonna pretend Sancho is a Baggins though because I feel like it…
Ardeth Bey- Chirs, Thank you for reviewing my story, thought this probably isnt your thing, you put up with it anyway because you're my friend (though I don't know why you, or anyone else for that matter, puts up with me) and don't forget PHF! KHL!
After Caley had come to live in Bag End things were a bit hectic at first. But by the third day everyone, including Elanor, settled into a comfortable routine. Caley and Frodo had retired to the sitting room after dinner, just talking about whatever came into their heads. Frodo went to get them some tea and returned to find Caley asleep. He put a blanket over her than went and sat down across from her, quietly sipping his tea and looking thoughtful.
" Frodo, you're starring again."
He turned to see Sam in the doorway.
"You were starring during supper and dinner and tea as well."
"Sam I…"
"I Know"
"Well if my emotions are that obvious…"
"They aren't. I just know you too well. Rosie thinks you're sweet on Primrose Goodbody"
"I can't stand here!"
"I know, which just shows Rose doesn't know you that well. Not many do."
Sam looked over to Caley, then shifted his gaze to Frodo. The plaintive look on his friend's face as he gazed upon cousin pained him.
"Frodo, you know she loves you. If you asked…"
"Sam I couldn't marry her. I'm too much older. I'm in my fifties and she hasn't even come of age."
"Well, after his wife died Madoc Headstrong married Pernilla Bracegirdle, he was 62 and she was only 35."
"I suppose. But you over looking one major factor. Merry. Esmerelda and Hilda have been planning for their children to get married since the day Caley was born."
"Just because her parents want them to get married doesn't mean she wants to."
"But she does Sam. Your Rosie thinks so too."
"She does?"
"I overheard her and Caley talking in the kitchen, and I also overheard Caley and Merry talking once."
"Frodo, you know that doesn't mean anything. If you just talk with her, maybe she feels the same way."
"I couldn't she doesn't feel the same and if I tell her it would only make things awkward and I would hate to lose her friendship."
"Frodo…"
"Samwise."
"Fine, do you think we should bring her to her bed."
"No, she's fine here. Moving her would only bother her."
"Ok Goodnight Frodo."
"Goodnight Sam"
Frodo walked back across the room and sat down across from Caley once more.
"Aren't you going to bed?"
"I will in a moment Sam. I just want to sit here a bit longer"
Sam sighed and walked down the hall to his own bedroom.
~*~*~*~
The next morning Sam got up early. As he walked pass the sitting room he saw Frodo asleep in the same chair he has left him in last night.
~*~*~*~
Caley and Rosie took their time walking back to Bag End after doing some shopping in town.
"Good morning Caley."
Caley turned to see who had addressed her.
"Oh morning Estella."
She walked over to where the other hobbit lass was standing to exchange pleasantries, it would be rude not to.
"How are you this morning?" Caley asked.
"Oh fine, just on my way to Michel Delving to visit my cousins for a day or two. How are you settling in at Bag End?"
"Fine thank you." Caley said as she looked around for an escape route. But Rosie and Elanor were engaged in conversation with the young Mrs. Headstrong and all the other hobbits nearby also seem busy.
"You must miss everyone back In Buckland." Estella continued
"Oh yes of course."
"Especially Merry."
"Yes, I do" Caley said continuing her search for someone, anyone to get her away from Estella, who was not her favorite person.
"You know he's asked me to be his date at his party?"
Caley's attention snapped back to Estella at this comment
"Oh I can't believe that."
"Are you calling me a liar?"
"Well… Yes I am."
Estella then slapped Caley. In retaliation Caley punched her in the stomach. Then Estella lunged at Caley knocking them both to the ground. The two of them continued fighting viciously kicking, punching, biting, and scratching.
Sometime during all this Frodo and Sam came down the road. Quite a crowd had formed around the two girls and Frodo and Sam wondered what was going on. Just as Frodo fought his way to the front of the group Caley powerfully punched Estella's nose. There was a sickening crack and Estella began to cry and blood gushed from her nose.
Caley stood up, dusted off her dress, smooth down her hair, and wiped a bit of blood from a cut on her lip before she spoke.
"And for your information, Merry is going with me to his party."
Estella looked up, incredulous.
"I suppose he hasn't told you yet because he didn't want you to be jealous."
Straightening her dress one more time Caley turned and walked up the road, flashing Frodo a brilliant smile despite the dirt and blood on her face.
Sam and Frodo continued down the road as the crows dispersed each trying to take in what they had just seen.
" Samwise if that doesn't prove to you she cares about Merry nothing will" Frodo said and began to laugh, though he wasn't exactly sue why.
A/N Yay! Estella got what was coming to her. Now all I have to do is have some one beat up the Long Cleave whore (AKA Diamond) and I'm all set.