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Link to the Lyrics to the song: http://www.lyricsstyle.com/b/bwitched/infieldswherewelay.html
Chapter Number: 3
Chapter Title: Pippin & Elle
Original Chapter Title: Pippin and Elle
Aragorn woke everyone up early that morning. Everyone was absolutely exhausted. Yawning they put out the fire, cleaned up, and made it seem as if they weren't there in the first place. Pushing the boats out onto the water they scrambled in.
"Here Elanor, you sit with Frodo, Sam and I." Aragorn said directing her to a boat.
"And Lauri you sit with.."
"She can come in my boat!" Boromir said too eagerly. Lauri flashed Aragorn a pleading look as she started to step into the boat.
"No Boromir." Aragorn cut in. "She'll ride with Legolas and Pippin. Your boat will hold Gimli, and Merry." Boromir huffed a little to loudly and climbed into the boat. And soon they were off. The gentle, long white oars dipped themselves into the water.
"So Ms. Took." Frodo began.
"Frodo." Elle said turning around. "You can call me Elanor, or better yet, Elle."
"Alright. Elle, who are your parents?"
"My parents," Elle began. "I don't know." She said sadly.
"What?!" Pippin yelled from the other boat. "What do you mean Elle?"
"Those people I talked about last night, weren't my parents. I was adopted."
"So who are your real parents?" Sam questioned.
"I, I, do not have the slightest idea." Elle lowered her eyes.
"Where are they now?!" Pippin yelled.
"They, they are dead."
"Oh Elle, I am so sorry." Frodo said.
"It's not your fault Frodo. My parents lived by themselves somewhere beyond Bree. They didn't like the Shire for some reason. But, when I was born, they thought it would be best if I grew up with Hobbits like my self. They decided to travel during the winter months, because they got a late start on leaving. My mother, she died from the cold. But my father kept going. When he reached the Shire the first house he saw was my adopted parents'. He was turned away at first, but when he died on their step, they had no choice but to take me in. My adopted mother, she had just had a still born, so they filled me in, needing the money."
"That is terrible." Frodo said.
"So what's your real last name?" Sam questioned.
"I have no idea. My parents were never from the Shire in the first place."
"You're not a Took?" Pippin called.
"Of course I'm a Took. I'm wild and carefree. I'm always into something. I was raised a Took, so therefore I am."
"I'll bet." Frodo smiled.
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After a while they stopped to rest. Legolas, Aragorn, and Boromir dipped their oars into the water and turned toward the shore. As soon as they beached the boats their weary passengers climbed out of them. Dusk was coming upon them and Aragorn had a fire going.
"You! Hobbit." Gimli grumbled to Pippin. "Get fuel for the fire." Pippin who had been talking with Merry,, spun off with Merry in tow.
"So Elanor," Frodo began. "Exactly how long have you been." but when he turned around, Elle was gone.
"Where did Elle happen too?" He questioned out loud.
"After Pippin." Lauri said without thinking. But after she saw the hurt look in Frodo's eyes she added quickly, " To fetch fire wood. Just to trying to help carry the wood back." Frodo sighed and sat down close to the fire.
'She would rather spend time helping Pippin.' He thought.
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"Look Pip. You go this way, and I'll go over there, and we will see who collects the most fire wood." Merry whispered.
"Right." Pip replied. "Ready... GO!" He shouted pretending to take off. Merry sprinted, leaving Pippin chuckling to himself. He continued walking briskly forward till he came to a moss covered hill. When his curly head peered over the top he saw a field of bright yellow flowers, blooming in the moonlight. He scampered over the edge and threw himself into the soft petals.
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(Begin Song: In Fields Where We Lay by B*Witched)
Elanor dug her fingers into the soft moss and pulled herself over the hill. She had seen Pippin climb over, but after that she lost track of him. She was glad he got rid of Merry. She just wanted to spend time with her friend. It wasn't hard to silently follow them, they were making so much noise, for Hobbits that is. A she came over the top she saw a field of melonblossoms. She sighed, for the air was perfumed with their scent. She saw flowers, acres wide, but no Pippin. She curiously walked into the patch and looked around. Suddenly, her foot caught on something and down she fell into the yellow sea.
"Ow!" came a voice from beneath her. "Peregrine Took! You blundering fool!" Elle yelled rolling over. Then they both started laughing and the continued for quite some time till tears came to their eyes. Elanor looked into the evening sky and Pippin tumbled next to her.
"Pip." She began.
"Um?"
"How long has it been?"
"Since what?"
"Since then."
"Oh. Um 23 years and 20 days."
"Goodness Pip, you forgot the 14 hrs."
"I did not know you would still be so punctuate." Elanor reached over and started to tickle his stomach.
"And I did not know you could still be so ticklish." She laughed.
"Hey, you are not tickling me so bad, you still have your glove on." Pip replied and she recoiled her hand back. "What's wrong? Is it something I said?"
"No Pip."
"Well then, what seems to be the problem? Let me take a look at it."
"No Pip."
"C'mon Elle, Just a peep? It's just a hand."
"No Pip. The glove it just leather, it's nothing important."
"Elle, there's nothing I won't understand or know."
"Except 23 years worth,"
"Do you ever take it off then?"
"Only when I bathe. Which smells like you have not been doing very often." Elle laughed again and Pippin nudged her arm. "Ow!"
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"Where could they be?" Aragorn thought to himself as he trudged through the wood. Merry had come racing back to the camp by himself. Aragorn came to the hill and saw Hobbit sized finger holes in the hill as well as foot holes. He too, climbed over the top and found a field with a patch tumbled over. And sure enough he found two Hobbits staring at the stars on their backs laughing continuously. As he wandered back he found himself wondering how long it had been since he had held Arwen.
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"How many stars are out tonight?" Elle questioned.
"Oh, lots."
"Would you count them for me?"
"How about the bright ones?"
"Deal."
"Um... One."
"One?"
"Of course. This one right here." Pippin poked her in the head.
"Nice pun on my name." Elanor said sarcastically. "So then, tell me about the Shire." She said yawning.
"The Shire, what could I possibly tell you about the Shire? Well when the sun sets behind that great big hill behind your house, it looks as if it were falling into Hobbiton. And when the breeze picks up and swoops through Mrs. Barbuckles garden, the air smells of lemon seeds.
"Um." Elanor sighed closing her eyes drifting off to sleep.
"Hey Elle." Pippin whispered.
"Um."
"I missed you."
"I'm sorry, I won't leave again."
"It's alright cousin." Pip replied before realizing his mistake.
"Good night Pip." Elle whispered.
"Good night." Pippin answered. 'My Elanor.' He added to himself.
(End Song: In Fields Where we Lay by B*Witched)
Link to the Lyrics to the song: http://www.lyricsstyle.com/b/bwitched/infieldswherewelay.html
Chapter Number: 3
Chapter Title: Pippin & Elle
Original Chapter Title: Pippin and Elle
Aragorn woke everyone up early that morning. Everyone was absolutely exhausted. Yawning they put out the fire, cleaned up, and made it seem as if they weren't there in the first place. Pushing the boats out onto the water they scrambled in.
"Here Elanor, you sit with Frodo, Sam and I." Aragorn said directing her to a boat.
"And Lauri you sit with.."
"She can come in my boat!" Boromir said too eagerly. Lauri flashed Aragorn a pleading look as she started to step into the boat.
"No Boromir." Aragorn cut in. "She'll ride with Legolas and Pippin. Your boat will hold Gimli, and Merry." Boromir huffed a little to loudly and climbed into the boat. And soon they were off. The gentle, long white oars dipped themselves into the water.
"So Ms. Took." Frodo began.
"Frodo." Elle said turning around. "You can call me Elanor, or better yet, Elle."
"Alright. Elle, who are your parents?"
"My parents," Elle began. "I don't know." She said sadly.
"What?!" Pippin yelled from the other boat. "What do you mean Elle?"
"Those people I talked about last night, weren't my parents. I was adopted."
"So who are your real parents?" Sam questioned.
"I, I, do not have the slightest idea." Elle lowered her eyes.
"Where are they now?!" Pippin yelled.
"They, they are dead."
"Oh Elle, I am so sorry." Frodo said.
"It's not your fault Frodo. My parents lived by themselves somewhere beyond Bree. They didn't like the Shire for some reason. But, when I was born, they thought it would be best if I grew up with Hobbits like my self. They decided to travel during the winter months, because they got a late start on leaving. My mother, she died from the cold. But my father kept going. When he reached the Shire the first house he saw was my adopted parents'. He was turned away at first, but when he died on their step, they had no choice but to take me in. My adopted mother, she had just had a still born, so they filled me in, needing the money."
"That is terrible." Frodo said.
"So what's your real last name?" Sam questioned.
"I have no idea. My parents were never from the Shire in the first place."
"You're not a Took?" Pippin called.
"Of course I'm a Took. I'm wild and carefree. I'm always into something. I was raised a Took, so therefore I am."
"I'll bet." Frodo smiled.
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After a while they stopped to rest. Legolas, Aragorn, and Boromir dipped their oars into the water and turned toward the shore. As soon as they beached the boats their weary passengers climbed out of them. Dusk was coming upon them and Aragorn had a fire going.
"You! Hobbit." Gimli grumbled to Pippin. "Get fuel for the fire." Pippin who had been talking with Merry,, spun off with Merry in tow.
"So Elanor," Frodo began. "Exactly how long have you been." but when he turned around, Elle was gone.
"Where did Elle happen too?" He questioned out loud.
"After Pippin." Lauri said without thinking. But after she saw the hurt look in Frodo's eyes she added quickly, " To fetch fire wood. Just to trying to help carry the wood back." Frodo sighed and sat down close to the fire.
'She would rather spend time helping Pippin.' He thought.
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"Look Pip. You go this way, and I'll go over there, and we will see who collects the most fire wood." Merry whispered.
"Right." Pip replied. "Ready... GO!" He shouted pretending to take off. Merry sprinted, leaving Pippin chuckling to himself. He continued walking briskly forward till he came to a moss covered hill. When his curly head peered over the top he saw a field of bright yellow flowers, blooming in the moonlight. He scampered over the edge and threw himself into the soft petals.
~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~
(Begin Song: In Fields Where We Lay by B*Witched)
Elanor dug her fingers into the soft moss and pulled herself over the hill. She had seen Pippin climb over, but after that she lost track of him. She was glad he got rid of Merry. She just wanted to spend time with her friend. It wasn't hard to silently follow them, they were making so much noise, for Hobbits that is. A she came over the top she saw a field of melonblossoms. She sighed, for the air was perfumed with their scent. She saw flowers, acres wide, but no Pippin. She curiously walked into the patch and looked around. Suddenly, her foot caught on something and down she fell into the yellow sea.
"Ow!" came a voice from beneath her. "Peregrine Took! You blundering fool!" Elle yelled rolling over. Then they both started laughing and the continued for quite some time till tears came to their eyes. Elanor looked into the evening sky and Pippin tumbled next to her.
"Pip." She began.
"Um?"
"How long has it been?"
"Since what?"
"Since then."
"Oh. Um 23 years and 20 days."
"Goodness Pip, you forgot the 14 hrs."
"I did not know you would still be so punctuate." Elanor reached over and started to tickle his stomach.
"And I did not know you could still be so ticklish." She laughed.
"Hey, you are not tickling me so bad, you still have your glove on." Pip replied and she recoiled her hand back. "What's wrong? Is it something I said?"
"No Pip."
"Well then, what seems to be the problem? Let me take a look at it."
"No Pip."
"C'mon Elle, Just a peep? It's just a hand."
"No Pip. The glove it just leather, it's nothing important."
"Elle, there's nothing I won't understand or know."
"Except 23 years worth,"
"Do you ever take it off then?"
"Only when I bathe. Which smells like you have not been doing very often." Elle laughed again and Pippin nudged her arm. "Ow!"
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"Where could they be?" Aragorn thought to himself as he trudged through the wood. Merry had come racing back to the camp by himself. Aragorn came to the hill and saw Hobbit sized finger holes in the hill as well as foot holes. He too, climbed over the top and found a field with a patch tumbled over. And sure enough he found two Hobbits staring at the stars on their backs laughing continuously. As he wandered back he found himself wondering how long it had been since he had held Arwen.
~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~
"How many stars are out tonight?" Elle questioned.
"Oh, lots."
"Would you count them for me?"
"How about the bright ones?"
"Deal."
"Um... One."
"One?"
"Of course. This one right here." Pippin poked her in the head.
"Nice pun on my name." Elanor said sarcastically. "So then, tell me about the Shire." She said yawning.
"The Shire, what could I possibly tell you about the Shire? Well when the sun sets behind that great big hill behind your house, it looks as if it were falling into Hobbiton. And when the breeze picks up and swoops through Mrs. Barbuckles garden, the air smells of lemon seeds.
"Um." Elanor sighed closing her eyes drifting off to sleep.
"Hey Elle." Pippin whispered.
"Um."
"I missed you."
"I'm sorry, I won't leave again."
"It's alright cousin." Pip replied before realizing his mistake.
"Good night Pip." Elle whispered.
"Good night." Pippin answered. 'My Elanor.' He added to himself.
(End Song: In Fields Where we Lay by B*Witched)