Chapter Four: An Unpleasant Run In:
The following morning, Primrose awoke filling a lot better then she did the other day. She sat up in bed, yawned, and then stretched. When she got out of bed the scent of bacon and eggs filled the room. Primrose then walked out of the room and went to go find her new friends. She found them in the kitchen. Primrose had to becareful where she walked because unlike her friends, she was slightly taller then them. If she didn't watch it, she might bump her head on the ceiling.
As she walked into the kitchen she noticed that Sam was there as well. "Ah, good morning." he said to her when he saw her.
"Good morning." she replied.
"How did you sleep last night lass?" asked Bilbo.
"Very well," Primrose answered. "Thank you."
"Would you like to sit down?" asked Frodo. "And join us for breakfast?"
"Sure, I would love to."
She sat down beside Frodo who had gotten her a plate of food. She started to eat, and then the four friends started talking as they ate.
"Oh, let me remind you before I forget." Sam said suddenly through a mouth full of food. "I don't know if you remember, but a friend of mine by the name of Rosie came by yesturday, and gave you some of her old clothes." he informed her. "Today, she is going to come by and make you some new ones."
"I don't remember her." Primrose replied. "I think I might have been asleep."
"That's right," he said. "I'm sorry, I must have forgot about that." Sam said. "Well, you will like her she's verry sweet."
Frodo laughed when he watched as his friend blushed. He turned to Primrose. "You see, our friend Sam here has somewhat of a crush on Rosie."
"Aw, how sweet." Primrose said. "Does she know this?"
"No, not yet." answered Frodo before Sam could. "However, if he doesn't tell her soon, I will." he turned to Sam. "Remember you have till the Harvest Festival."
"I know Mr. Frodo." Sam said as he turned even a deeper shade of red.
"The Harvest Festival," said Primrose. "You told me about that the other day, did you not?"
"Yes, we did." Bilbo answered.
"The festival sounds like it's going to be wonderful." said Primrose, remembering what the Hobbits told her yesterday. "And I'm very interested into meeting this Gandalf fellow."
"As I told you yesterday," Bilbo began. "He's a very wise and should help us figure out who you are."
"Well, I hope so." said Primrose with some sadness in her voice.
Hearing the sadness in her voice, Frodo turned to her. "Don't worry, it will be okay." he said with a smile. "Now, come," Frodo said as he stood up.
"Where are you going?" Primrose asked.
"We," he corrected. "We are going out into the Shire." Frodo said. "I have been asked by my uncle to show you around."
"All right," Primrose said, also standing up. "Before we go," she turned to Bilbo. "Do you want any help with these?" she asked him as she looked at the empty plates that were on the table.
"No, that's all right." he answered. "You just go along with Frodo."
Sam turned to Frodo. "I'm going to stay here and help your uncle and wait for Rosie." he then turned to Primrose. "Try to be here by sundown so she can get your measurements."
Primrose turned to Frodo. "Will be back by that time."
"We should." he answered with a smile. "Now, come along."
The two said "goodbye" to Bilbo and Sam and then left. The sun was bright this morning and warm. Hobbiton had just started to come alive. The market was just starting to open and Hobbits started to come out of their holes and greet the day.
When Frodo and Primrose entered the market the other Hobbits looked at Primrose oddly as the two passed. After Frodo had explained how she got here they welcomed their new visiter. However, not all of the Hobbits that they met that day were nice to Primrose since she was a Human, and not a Hobbit. Primrose had ignored them and Frodo continued to show her around Hobbiton.
By lunch, they had reached Farmer Maggots. This was going to be their last stop. Frodo didn't want to go any farther then this.
"And this is place belongs to Farmer Maggot." he said to her. "A not so friendly Hobbit."
"I'll just take your word for it." she replied with a small laugh.
Primrose noticed that he started to look around. "Are you looking for something?"
"Oh excuse," he said to her. "I'm actually looking for two friends of mine." Frodo explained. "They like to come around here a lot." he let out a laugh. "They like to come and take some of the farmer's --"
THUD! His sentence was cut short when two short figures came running out a nearby corn stalk and ran smack into Frodo causing them all to fall to the ground. Primrose heard the two figures laughing.
Then one of them said: "Merry, look who it is!"
"I see that Pip. It's Frodo."
"All right you two," Primrose heard Frodo say under Pippin and Merry. "Can please get off me please?"
Primrose laughed as she watched Frodo push his friends off of him. Merry and Pippin had helped him onto his feet. This would be the first time that Merry and Pippin would meet Primrose.
"Why hello," Merry said when saw Primrose. "You must be the one that Sam told us about the other day."
"That would be me." she replied. "You two must be Merry and Pippin correct?"
"That would be correct." Merry said with a smile. "I'm Merry and this Pippin."
"It's nice to meet you two." she said to them as she shook their hands.
When they parted, Frodo said to Primrose: "Well, I think we should go."
"Right," she replied. "I'm sure Rosie will be there by the time we get back." Before she turned to leave with Frodo, she turned back to Merry and Pippin. "Once again, it was nice meeting you."
Pippin and Merry watched the two leave. When they were out of sight, Pippin turned to Merry. "Well, she was nice."
"Yes, she was." agreed Merry. "It's nice to have someone other Gandalf to come to the Shire."
"I'll agree with you on that one cousin." Pippin said. "Plus, she's a lot cuter then Gandalf."
Merry laughed at Pippin as he made that comment and watched as Pippin blushed. "You just met her and all ready have a crush on her?"
"I do not!" he yelled in protest. This of course, was a lie, as his face turned even a deeper shade of red.
"Whatever you say Pip," Merry replied with a laugh. "Why do I have a feeling we will be visiting Frodo's home a lot more then we use to in the next few days?" he asked as he looked at his cousin and let out another laugh.
To Be Continued...
The following morning, Primrose awoke filling a lot better then she did the other day. She sat up in bed, yawned, and then stretched. When she got out of bed the scent of bacon and eggs filled the room. Primrose then walked out of the room and went to go find her new friends. She found them in the kitchen. Primrose had to becareful where she walked because unlike her friends, she was slightly taller then them. If she didn't watch it, she might bump her head on the ceiling.
As she walked into the kitchen she noticed that Sam was there as well. "Ah, good morning." he said to her when he saw her.
"Good morning." she replied.
"How did you sleep last night lass?" asked Bilbo.
"Very well," Primrose answered. "Thank you."
"Would you like to sit down?" asked Frodo. "And join us for breakfast?"
"Sure, I would love to."
She sat down beside Frodo who had gotten her a plate of food. She started to eat, and then the four friends started talking as they ate.
"Oh, let me remind you before I forget." Sam said suddenly through a mouth full of food. "I don't know if you remember, but a friend of mine by the name of Rosie came by yesturday, and gave you some of her old clothes." he informed her. "Today, she is going to come by and make you some new ones."
"I don't remember her." Primrose replied. "I think I might have been asleep."
"That's right," he said. "I'm sorry, I must have forgot about that." Sam said. "Well, you will like her she's verry sweet."
Frodo laughed when he watched as his friend blushed. He turned to Primrose. "You see, our friend Sam here has somewhat of a crush on Rosie."
"Aw, how sweet." Primrose said. "Does she know this?"
"No, not yet." answered Frodo before Sam could. "However, if he doesn't tell her soon, I will." he turned to Sam. "Remember you have till the Harvest Festival."
"I know Mr. Frodo." Sam said as he turned even a deeper shade of red.
"The Harvest Festival," said Primrose. "You told me about that the other day, did you not?"
"Yes, we did." Bilbo answered.
"The festival sounds like it's going to be wonderful." said Primrose, remembering what the Hobbits told her yesterday. "And I'm very interested into meeting this Gandalf fellow."
"As I told you yesterday," Bilbo began. "He's a very wise and should help us figure out who you are."
"Well, I hope so." said Primrose with some sadness in her voice.
Hearing the sadness in her voice, Frodo turned to her. "Don't worry, it will be okay." he said with a smile. "Now, come," Frodo said as he stood up.
"Where are you going?" Primrose asked.
"We," he corrected. "We are going out into the Shire." Frodo said. "I have been asked by my uncle to show you around."
"All right," Primrose said, also standing up. "Before we go," she turned to Bilbo. "Do you want any help with these?" she asked him as she looked at the empty plates that were on the table.
"No, that's all right." he answered. "You just go along with Frodo."
Sam turned to Frodo. "I'm going to stay here and help your uncle and wait for Rosie." he then turned to Primrose. "Try to be here by sundown so she can get your measurements."
Primrose turned to Frodo. "Will be back by that time."
"We should." he answered with a smile. "Now, come along."
The two said "goodbye" to Bilbo and Sam and then left. The sun was bright this morning and warm. Hobbiton had just started to come alive. The market was just starting to open and Hobbits started to come out of their holes and greet the day.
When Frodo and Primrose entered the market the other Hobbits looked at Primrose oddly as the two passed. After Frodo had explained how she got here they welcomed their new visiter. However, not all of the Hobbits that they met that day were nice to Primrose since she was a Human, and not a Hobbit. Primrose had ignored them and Frodo continued to show her around Hobbiton.
By lunch, they had reached Farmer Maggots. This was going to be their last stop. Frodo didn't want to go any farther then this.
"And this is place belongs to Farmer Maggot." he said to her. "A not so friendly Hobbit."
"I'll just take your word for it." she replied with a small laugh.
Primrose noticed that he started to look around. "Are you looking for something?"
"Oh excuse," he said to her. "I'm actually looking for two friends of mine." Frodo explained. "They like to come around here a lot." he let out a laugh. "They like to come and take some of the farmer's --"
THUD! His sentence was cut short when two short figures came running out a nearby corn stalk and ran smack into Frodo causing them all to fall to the ground. Primrose heard the two figures laughing.
Then one of them said: "Merry, look who it is!"
"I see that Pip. It's Frodo."
"All right you two," Primrose heard Frodo say under Pippin and Merry. "Can please get off me please?"
Primrose laughed as she watched Frodo push his friends off of him. Merry and Pippin had helped him onto his feet. This would be the first time that Merry and Pippin would meet Primrose.
"Why hello," Merry said when saw Primrose. "You must be the one that Sam told us about the other day."
"That would be me." she replied. "You two must be Merry and Pippin correct?"
"That would be correct." Merry said with a smile. "I'm Merry and this Pippin."
"It's nice to meet you two." she said to them as she shook their hands.
When they parted, Frodo said to Primrose: "Well, I think we should go."
"Right," she replied. "I'm sure Rosie will be there by the time we get back." Before she turned to leave with Frodo, she turned back to Merry and Pippin. "Once again, it was nice meeting you."
Pippin and Merry watched the two leave. When they were out of sight, Pippin turned to Merry. "Well, she was nice."
"Yes, she was." agreed Merry. "It's nice to have someone other Gandalf to come to the Shire."
"I'll agree with you on that one cousin." Pippin said. "Plus, she's a lot cuter then Gandalf."
Merry laughed at Pippin as he made that comment and watched as Pippin blushed. "You just met her and all ready have a crush on her?"
"I do not!" he yelled in protest. This of course, was a lie, as his face turned even a deeper shade of red.
"Whatever you say Pip," Merry replied with a laugh. "Why do I have a feeling we will be visiting Frodo's home a lot more then we use to in the next few days?" he asked as he looked at his cousin and let out another laugh.
To Be Continued...