Chapter 10-Of Dating and Embarrasment
Diamond solved the problem by briskly standing up and saying 'Good-morning anyway, Master Took. Look, erm, I will see you, er, about, won't I? Like at The Green Dragon sometime, you know where that is, don't you? How about tonight, I'm, er, going to be there ..'she trailed off into silence, not sure how to finish. Pippin's face lit up. 'Aye! Breeliant! I ken tha' place weil enough, Ah'll be there!' .His enthusiasm was making him sound a bit of a nutter, he was vaguely aware that this wasn't quite how Meeting Girls was supposed to go (not for the last time), but couldn't help it now.
Diamond looked at him fondly. If life was a field with an enraged bull in it, Pippin would be the one sitting on the fence with his back to it, eating apples, with RED breeches and a RED waistcoat on. 'Um, well, then, I'll, er, be seeing you.' 'Aye!' '. Around. Tonight, um...' 'Aye!' '... Yeah, so, well, bye, then' 'Aye!' '.Pippin. Farewell.' 'Aye! Ah, mean, guidbye!'
Diamond set off, heart thudding, feet on autopilot, smiling at the exchange. 'Foolish girl, why couldn't you have made a better job of asking to meet him?' she chided herself. She liked him, even if he'd just fallen out of a tree onto her head. Had her friend Malva Proudfoot been there, she'd have laughed her furry toes off and said
'We'll he's a bit KEEN, isn't he? Of course she's pretty, but flinging yourself at her is no way to treat a lady!'
Pippin tried to get to his feet, dizzy with happiness. He succeeded in banging his head on a low branch. He lay still, underneath the boughs, grinning broadly at nothing and everything. He then discovered he'd gone through the whole exchange covered in cake crumbs. He landed on the slices of cake when he fell, and managed to pour them all over himself. For the hundredth time that day, he cringed with what she must have thought.
He got to his furry feet, brushing himself off and retrieving his bag from a clump of nettles. Wait 'till Merry heard! Wait 'till the sisters heard! Wait.. no, he thought, here's a better idea:
Wait until tonight. He set off home, glowing with happiness and the thought of seeing her again.
Diamond solved the problem by briskly standing up and saying 'Good-morning anyway, Master Took. Look, erm, I will see you, er, about, won't I? Like at The Green Dragon sometime, you know where that is, don't you? How about tonight, I'm, er, going to be there ..'she trailed off into silence, not sure how to finish. Pippin's face lit up. 'Aye! Breeliant! I ken tha' place weil enough, Ah'll be there!' .His enthusiasm was making him sound a bit of a nutter, he was vaguely aware that this wasn't quite how Meeting Girls was supposed to go (not for the last time), but couldn't help it now.
Diamond looked at him fondly. If life was a field with an enraged bull in it, Pippin would be the one sitting on the fence with his back to it, eating apples, with RED breeches and a RED waistcoat on. 'Um, well, then, I'll, er, be seeing you.' 'Aye!' '. Around. Tonight, um...' 'Aye!' '... Yeah, so, well, bye, then' 'Aye!' '.Pippin. Farewell.' 'Aye! Ah, mean, guidbye!'
Diamond set off, heart thudding, feet on autopilot, smiling at the exchange. 'Foolish girl, why couldn't you have made a better job of asking to meet him?' she chided herself. She liked him, even if he'd just fallen out of a tree onto her head. Had her friend Malva Proudfoot been there, she'd have laughed her furry toes off and said
'We'll he's a bit KEEN, isn't he? Of course she's pretty, but flinging yourself at her is no way to treat a lady!'
Pippin tried to get to his feet, dizzy with happiness. He succeeded in banging his head on a low branch. He lay still, underneath the boughs, grinning broadly at nothing and everything. He then discovered he'd gone through the whole exchange covered in cake crumbs. He landed on the slices of cake when he fell, and managed to pour them all over himself. For the hundredth time that day, he cringed with what she must have thought.
He got to his furry feet, brushing himself off and retrieving his bag from a clump of nettles. Wait 'till Merry heard! Wait 'till the sisters heard! Wait.. no, he thought, here's a better idea:
Wait until tonight. He set off home, glowing with happiness and the thought of seeing her again.