Author's note- Chapter three! Yeah! That was really fast. Two Chapters
in one day!
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Chapter three- Brotherly Love
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Boromir walked to where his younger brother was sitting behind a desk, an enormas book on the table in front of him. Boromir had his Horn around his neck, and in his hands he proudly held a sunburst color Fender Bass.
"Faramir?" He asked, and the younger man looked up from his enormas volume, an expression of curiosity on his face.
"Boromir? What's that?" He pointed to the Fendir Bass.
"It's my Bass." Boromir replied.
"What's a bass?"
"A bass is this." Faramir shook his head.
"I mean, what does it do?"
"Oh! You make music with it. See? Like this!" Boromir moved his fingers clumsily over the neck of the Bass. Faramir gave his elder brother a questioning look.
"I'm in a band." The elder man exclaimed.
"Oh. Well, have fun." Faramir said, and returned to his book.
"Yeah. Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli and I have decided to start a band. Legolas sings, Aragorn plays the guitar, and Gimli is our drummer."
"Go away."
"Gandalf is our manager. He's a little strict. He says that Legolas keeps getting the words all wrong, and then he can't remember them himself."
"Shut up."
"HA! I knew you were going to say that! Just yesterday, I told Aragorn that I thought you would tell me to shut up and go away when I told you about our band! He didn't belive me! HA! Now he owes me 20 dollars!" Faramir looked up from his book just in time to see Boromir do a little dance.
"I'm rich, I'm rich!"
"SHUT UP!!!!!" Boromir stopped and looked at his brother in embaressment. "I am trying to study, Boromir! You always choose the worst times to try and talk to me! Come back latter!"
"What are you reading?"
"A book about the history of someplace called England. Go away."
"I don't want to."
"Boromir, come back in- oh- three days. Then mabye I will talk to you. In the mean time, go pick some flowers."
"Why flowers? Why not blueberries?"
"I like flowers. Go! I need them for my date!" Muttering angerly, Boromir walked away and into the gardens. Why couldn't Faramir pick his OWN flowers for his stupid date?
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Short chapter, I know. Review, please.