Many, many thanks to Pippin28 for her continuous faith in this rapidly
deteriorating story. Well, it's nearly over now anyway.
Chapter 31-Of Snivelling and Sunsets
There was the sound of snivelling from the branches of the tree, Pippin's voice wailing miserably. Admittedly, he did cry rather easily at times, but hey, rather a sensitive guy than a bloke with all the tact and delicacy of an armoured cart. Diamond hitched her skirts up, and climbed very slowly and quietly up the tree, making sure to keep behind the direction Pip was facing. He was sitting there, chewing his pen sadly, the card in his hand an inky mess where his tears had made it run, his gawky legs swinging childishly over the branch, hair tousled from him running his hands through it.
She crept stealthily behind him, listening to his mutterings: 'No, no, no, tha' disnea soond richt. It's goat tae be fram th' heart aind honest, but ah.ah jist cannnae get whit ah woant tae say doon on a stupid litl bit oav caird. She wis sae good ait writin stuff, if Diamoan' wis here she'd ken whit tae put, but.then there widnea be much point in..' A small pair of hands came round and placed themselves neatly over his eyes. Pippin jumped about four feet in the hair, yelling in surprise.
Then Diamond's soft voice in his pointed ear: 'Guess who? '. There was a moments silence while she heard Pippin gasp in shock. 'I'll give you a clue, shall I, if you're finding this one tricky? ', giggled Diamond. 'Diamoan'!' ' Oooh, good try. Actually I'm The Yuletide Robin.' There was a moment's confused silence. 'Robin? Ehhh?', Pippin said, pulling her hands off his eyes and twisting round.
'No, you Fool of a Took, it's me!' 'But, but, but hoo d'ye ken ah wis here?' 'A little robin told me.' 'But why? Widdnt ye rather beat me senseless wi' a club fer cheatin on ye?' 'Well, the idea does appeal, but I do know it wasn't you're fault and you never meant it to happen. It's not like things had gone very far anyway'. Pippin was speechless, just kneeling there, amazed at how she could be so forgiving. Diamond hugged him gingerly. Merry's weight might've bruised him. 'It doesn't mean I'm a soft touch and don't care, I just think I can trust you from now on. I can, can't I, Pippin?'
She looked straight at his green eyes and searched them, looking for any sign of untruth. Without any hesitation, Pippin nodded, holding her gaze. It didn't feel like a lie, and no more it was. 'There's only one thing I worry about. Why Merry? Am I not good enough or something' 'But ye aire! Ah wis jist sorry fer him. He dinsea ha' a lassie, or ainiboady really. That's mebbe because he's no' properly interested in them, but still.' 'There isn't really an answer to that, is there?' 'We shid set him up wi' Malva, whit de ye think?'
They both smiled at the thought and Diamond felt better for it. If they could make jokes about what had happened, at least it still didn't hurt to talk about it. And it was an excellent time to broach the subject of.
'Pip?' 'Yes?' 'I've been meaning to ask you, only you know what I'm like at getting round to things, if maybe you'd prefer to come and live with me at Long Cleeve instead? It's a really good place, it has, um, well, you've seen it after all, high ceilings and things.' 'Och, that's brilliant! Ah'd love tae! Merry might shoot me whaun he hears but, but he can jist gae tak a lang walk aff a short cliff. Ah'm no havin' him dae that agin.' 'But we will still be friends with him? And he can be best man, er, hobbit at our Wedding?' she said. 'Aye'
Together, they settled down to watch the sun finish setting.
Chapter 31-Of Snivelling and Sunsets
There was the sound of snivelling from the branches of the tree, Pippin's voice wailing miserably. Admittedly, he did cry rather easily at times, but hey, rather a sensitive guy than a bloke with all the tact and delicacy of an armoured cart. Diamond hitched her skirts up, and climbed very slowly and quietly up the tree, making sure to keep behind the direction Pip was facing. He was sitting there, chewing his pen sadly, the card in his hand an inky mess where his tears had made it run, his gawky legs swinging childishly over the branch, hair tousled from him running his hands through it.
She crept stealthily behind him, listening to his mutterings: 'No, no, no, tha' disnea soond richt. It's goat tae be fram th' heart aind honest, but ah.ah jist cannnae get whit ah woant tae say doon on a stupid litl bit oav caird. She wis sae good ait writin stuff, if Diamoan' wis here she'd ken whit tae put, but.then there widnea be much point in..' A small pair of hands came round and placed themselves neatly over his eyes. Pippin jumped about four feet in the hair, yelling in surprise.
Then Diamond's soft voice in his pointed ear: 'Guess who? '. There was a moments silence while she heard Pippin gasp in shock. 'I'll give you a clue, shall I, if you're finding this one tricky? ', giggled Diamond. 'Diamoan'!' ' Oooh, good try. Actually I'm The Yuletide Robin.' There was a moment's confused silence. 'Robin? Ehhh?', Pippin said, pulling her hands off his eyes and twisting round.
'No, you Fool of a Took, it's me!' 'But, but, but hoo d'ye ken ah wis here?' 'A little robin told me.' 'But why? Widdnt ye rather beat me senseless wi' a club fer cheatin on ye?' 'Well, the idea does appeal, but I do know it wasn't you're fault and you never meant it to happen. It's not like things had gone very far anyway'. Pippin was speechless, just kneeling there, amazed at how she could be so forgiving. Diamond hugged him gingerly. Merry's weight might've bruised him. 'It doesn't mean I'm a soft touch and don't care, I just think I can trust you from now on. I can, can't I, Pippin?'
She looked straight at his green eyes and searched them, looking for any sign of untruth. Without any hesitation, Pippin nodded, holding her gaze. It didn't feel like a lie, and no more it was. 'There's only one thing I worry about. Why Merry? Am I not good enough or something' 'But ye aire! Ah wis jist sorry fer him. He dinsea ha' a lassie, or ainiboady really. That's mebbe because he's no' properly interested in them, but still.' 'There isn't really an answer to that, is there?' 'We shid set him up wi' Malva, whit de ye think?'
They both smiled at the thought and Diamond felt better for it. If they could make jokes about what had happened, at least it still didn't hurt to talk about it. And it was an excellent time to broach the subject of.
'Pip?' 'Yes?' 'I've been meaning to ask you, only you know what I'm like at getting round to things, if maybe you'd prefer to come and live with me at Long Cleeve instead? It's a really good place, it has, um, well, you've seen it after all, high ceilings and things.' 'Och, that's brilliant! Ah'd love tae! Merry might shoot me whaun he hears but, but he can jist gae tak a lang walk aff a short cliff. Ah'm no havin' him dae that agin.' 'But we will still be friends with him? And he can be best man, er, hobbit at our Wedding?' she said. 'Aye'
Together, they settled down to watch the sun finish setting.