Frodoll Journal
Author: Nilramiel@aol.com aka RosieCotton
Disclaimers: This tale is true. I make no money from this story and I own no trademarked names or characters.
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Part 2
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Once she had me more comfortable (relieved of my cloak and coat and settled in her ample and quite comfortable lap), she started up the car and we headed off. I can't tell you how exciting it was -- my first ride in a car. The big trucks don't count, as we were all stuffed into boxes within boxes and the only sensations were sound and smell, and a terrible jolting. Kind of reminded me of..well, I'd rather not talk about that, actually.
Anyway, after a bit I asked her to prop me up on the dashboard so that I could see, and WOW was that something! Reminded me a little of riding a pony, but much faster and much smoother. Not that I saw any ponies -- things sure are different here than in Middle-Earth!
While we were speeding along, I asked her what her name was. Bilbo did raise me with proper manners, after all, and though it was clear she knew my name (from the cover of the box, perhaps?), she had not yet given me hers. She was quite embarrassed when I brought this to her attention, and she told me that I could call her Rosie. "Funny," I said, "my best friend married a Rosie." She gave me a very meaningful look, then laughed. Still trying to figure that one out.
We stopped briefly at Horizon Games. I soon learned that this was a gaming place that sold, among other things, trading cards. Oh, I know about trading cards. Toys R Us has plenty of them - Pokemon, Harry Potter, even Star Wars - but no cards about [b]real[/b] people or places, so Rosie had to go to this other place to find them. She left me in the car, which I forgave her for, since she was only gone for about ten minutes. Besides, she told me later that it was full of big, Breelike men who would either snatch me away from her or make inappropriate comments. I can certainly see why she would wish to avoid both possibilities. She came back to the car in short order with two starter packs and five booster packs, and promised to show them all to me when we reached home. I thought that was mighty big of her (no pun intended) considering that I don't have any cards of my own (they don't fit in my backpack, and are awkward to carry).
Once we arrived home, she carried me in, leaving my box in the car (score another point for Rosie!) and sure enough, the very first thing we did was look at all of those cards. She propped me right up on the desk so I could watch while she sorted them into piles. Rosie and I have a lot in common. We both agreed that none of the Frodo cards (of the ones she has so far) adequately showcase Frolijah; and we also agreed that the Sam cards were the best cards of all. She has three of "Sam, Hamfast's Son," and that card brought back such good memories!
Rosie promised me that if they make a Samdoll, she will get one right away, and then I can have someone to talk with when she is not around. Not that I need a lot of conversation, mind you. Being a doll, or an action figure, or a barbie, or whatever you want to call me, I've come to expect very little of it. But it would be nice to have someone else from the Shire around - if not a Samdoll, perhaps a Merrydoll or a Pippindoll or even a Bilbodoll. As far as I know, no such dolls exist -- at least there were never any at Toys R Us. What are those marketing people thinking, anyway?
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To Be Continued.....
Author: Nilramiel@aol.com aka RosieCotton
Disclaimers: This tale is true. I make no money from this story and I own no trademarked names or characters.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Part 2
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Once she had me more comfortable (relieved of my cloak and coat and settled in her ample and quite comfortable lap), she started up the car and we headed off. I can't tell you how exciting it was -- my first ride in a car. The big trucks don't count, as we were all stuffed into boxes within boxes and the only sensations were sound and smell, and a terrible jolting. Kind of reminded me of..well, I'd rather not talk about that, actually.
Anyway, after a bit I asked her to prop me up on the dashboard so that I could see, and WOW was that something! Reminded me a little of riding a pony, but much faster and much smoother. Not that I saw any ponies -- things sure are different here than in Middle-Earth!
While we were speeding along, I asked her what her name was. Bilbo did raise me with proper manners, after all, and though it was clear she knew my name (from the cover of the box, perhaps?), she had not yet given me hers. She was quite embarrassed when I brought this to her attention, and she told me that I could call her Rosie. "Funny," I said, "my best friend married a Rosie." She gave me a very meaningful look, then laughed. Still trying to figure that one out.
We stopped briefly at Horizon Games. I soon learned that this was a gaming place that sold, among other things, trading cards. Oh, I know about trading cards. Toys R Us has plenty of them - Pokemon, Harry Potter, even Star Wars - but no cards about [b]real[/b] people or places, so Rosie had to go to this other place to find them. She left me in the car, which I forgave her for, since she was only gone for about ten minutes. Besides, she told me later that it was full of big, Breelike men who would either snatch me away from her or make inappropriate comments. I can certainly see why she would wish to avoid both possibilities. She came back to the car in short order with two starter packs and five booster packs, and promised to show them all to me when we reached home. I thought that was mighty big of her (no pun intended) considering that I don't have any cards of my own (they don't fit in my backpack, and are awkward to carry).
Once we arrived home, she carried me in, leaving my box in the car (score another point for Rosie!) and sure enough, the very first thing we did was look at all of those cards. She propped me right up on the desk so I could watch while she sorted them into piles. Rosie and I have a lot in common. We both agreed that none of the Frodo cards (of the ones she has so far) adequately showcase Frolijah; and we also agreed that the Sam cards were the best cards of all. She has three of "Sam, Hamfast's Son," and that card brought back such good memories!
Rosie promised me that if they make a Samdoll, she will get one right away, and then I can have someone to talk with when she is not around. Not that I need a lot of conversation, mind you. Being a doll, or an action figure, or a barbie, or whatever you want to call me, I've come to expect very little of it. But it would be nice to have someone else from the Shire around - if not a Samdoll, perhaps a Merrydoll or a Pippindoll or even a Bilbodoll. As far as I know, no such dolls exist -- at least there were never any at Toys R Us. What are those marketing people thinking, anyway?
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To Be Continued.....