A small hand reached for mine. "Come on , " a gentle voice encouraged me . I got up robotically . I hadn't felt this sad since, since .... never. I didn't even look who had taken my hand until a few minutes later. I regained my senses and looked down. It was Pippin with tears running down his face . I hate seeing anybody cry . It makes me all angry and sad and *sigh* guilty. Poor guy. It was somewhat disturbing considering I am 14 and he's 29 . Oh well , I was taller than him . One of those times I wished I had Kleenex with me .
"Merry , would you have a hankerchief ? " I inquired .
Merry dug around in his pack and finally emerged with one in hand. "Thank you. "
I stopped walking for a bit and handed him it.
"Everything will be fine. Everyone will be ok. Please stop crying , please. Your going to make me start ! "
This seemed to have an effect , Pippin cracked a small smile. I was so happy I couldve been made to dance a jig while wearing leprechaun boots around Middle Earth and I wouldn't have cared. Go warm fuzzy feelings !
Nothing much to say except I walked all day , my feet were bleeding , and I was really hungry. Near evening we stopped to eat which was a good thing . Aragorn fixed Sam who was hurt by an orc sword . Ouch . Used some stuff that smelled like the L'Interdit perfume sample I had at home. Didn't want to even look at my feet worrying I would throw up if I did. I inched closer to the fire , considering I was still kinda nude under that cloak thingy. I've always liked watching fires . Looks like little sprites dancing madly around it.
I was snapped out of my Zen state by someone pouring a burning liquid on my cut feet.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH" I hopped around trying to alternate my feet.
"What the hell did you do that for !? Jeez , burns almost as bad as the evil green soap at our school. " I whined.
" Your feet will become infected if I don't put it on " Aragorn pointed out.
"SO?? I have no shoes ! It will happen again."
" Also , I have no clothes. Nada . Zero . Zilch . Nil. Currently I am freezing. All I want right now is to sleep. "
Legolas tapped me on my shoulder and handed me a pair of leggings and a shirt that was about 100x too large for me.
"Thank you, now if y'all don't mind , i'd like some privacy please."
The Fellowship being modest men er , elves and hobbits ,and uh dwarf, turned away. There was some technical difficulty with the leggings considering they were the elvish equivalent of Spandex. While I was trying to yank them on , I slipped backwards with an "Oof , bloody hell ."
The Fellowship sniggered." Oh graceful little maiden are you done yet?" teased Boromir.
"Shut up Gondor man , and the rest of you too." I managed to get the leggings on but nearly drowned in the shirt .
" Jeez you must have picked this shirt off an oliphaunt or something."'
Everyone laughed and the colour rose in Boromir's face.
"Oh sorry , I didn't know it was yours," I said.
Everyone laughed even harder and ended up on the ground , except for Boromir who had a rather confused look on. Aragorn was howling with laughter , which I don't think is really good behavior for Isildur' s heir.
"Merry , would you have a hankerchief ? " I inquired .
Merry dug around in his pack and finally emerged with one in hand. "Thank you. "
I stopped walking for a bit and handed him it.
"Everything will be fine. Everyone will be ok. Please stop crying , please. Your going to make me start ! "
This seemed to have an effect , Pippin cracked a small smile. I was so happy I couldve been made to dance a jig while wearing leprechaun boots around Middle Earth and I wouldn't have cared. Go warm fuzzy feelings !
Nothing much to say except I walked all day , my feet were bleeding , and I was really hungry. Near evening we stopped to eat which was a good thing . Aragorn fixed Sam who was hurt by an orc sword . Ouch . Used some stuff that smelled like the L'Interdit perfume sample I had at home. Didn't want to even look at my feet worrying I would throw up if I did. I inched closer to the fire , considering I was still kinda nude under that cloak thingy. I've always liked watching fires . Looks like little sprites dancing madly around it.
I was snapped out of my Zen state by someone pouring a burning liquid on my cut feet.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH" I hopped around trying to alternate my feet.
"What the hell did you do that for !? Jeez , burns almost as bad as the evil green soap at our school. " I whined.
" Your feet will become infected if I don't put it on " Aragorn pointed out.
"SO?? I have no shoes ! It will happen again."
" Also , I have no clothes. Nada . Zero . Zilch . Nil. Currently I am freezing. All I want right now is to sleep. "
Legolas tapped me on my shoulder and handed me a pair of leggings and a shirt that was about 100x too large for me.
"Thank you, now if y'all don't mind , i'd like some privacy please."
The Fellowship being modest men er , elves and hobbits ,and uh dwarf, turned away. There was some technical difficulty with the leggings considering they were the elvish equivalent of Spandex. While I was trying to yank them on , I slipped backwards with an "Oof , bloody hell ."
The Fellowship sniggered." Oh graceful little maiden are you done yet?" teased Boromir.
"Shut up Gondor man , and the rest of you too." I managed to get the leggings on but nearly drowned in the shirt .
" Jeez you must have picked this shirt off an oliphaunt or something."'
Everyone laughed and the colour rose in Boromir's face.
"Oh sorry , I didn't know it was yours," I said.
Everyone laughed even harder and ended up on the ground , except for Boromir who had a rather confused look on. Aragorn was howling with laughter , which I don't think is really good behavior for Isildur' s heir.