Chapter 3 - An Unexpected Guest at a Long Expected Party
Belamir stood under a tree watching Gandalf entertain a group of hobbit children with some fireworks. She smiled as they chased after several glittering butterflies. Feeling a tug at her skirts she looked down. A small face with two wide green eyes peered up at her through a mop of light brown curls.
"It looks like you've made a friend," a voice said in her ear, and she turned to se Frodo, grinning at her. He ruffled the young hobbit's hair. "Doderic, why don't you go ask Myrtle for a dance while I dance with Bela?"
The child nodded and scurried off to a group of little girls about his age. "Who was that?" she asked, smiling.
"One of my many younger cousins, Doderic Brandybuck."
Belamir giggled as she watched Doderic trying to dance with one of the little girls, and continually tripping over his own feet. "He's sweet."
"As long as you don't give him anything with sugar, yes. He is a little demon if he has too much energy." He said with a laugh, and grabbed her arm. "Now for that dance you promised me! Come on!"
"Hold on! I did not promise you anything!"
"You did now." Frodo said, and he led her out to where many of the adults and hobbits in their tweens were dancing.
"I don't dance," she said, although they had started to dance to the lively tune the band had started. Frodo laughed as she spun away and then back toward him.
"Obviously you are wrong, Bela."
She rolled her eyes. "I usually don't dance. I'm not very good at it, and I often prefer to watch others instead."
"You seem to be dancing well to me."
"I used to dance. When I was younger." she said, and smiled. "I'm out of practice now."
"Well, consider this your practice."
"What if I didn't want to practice?"
"Then you should have said something before now."
"Would you have listened?"
"No." he said, and they both laughed.
When the song ended Belamir and Frodo went to get drinks. He introduced her to three other hobbits, his friend and gardener Samwise Gamgee, and his two cousins, Meriadoc (Merry) Brandybuck and Peregrin (Pippin) Took.
After a while, Merry and Pippin went off in the direction of Gandalf's cart, and Frodo finally convinced Sam to dance with a pretty lass he seemed to have his eye on. Actually, he forced him onto the dance floor, as he was too shy to ask her to dance on his own.
"So," he said, pouring her another glass of wine. "How did you come to be traveling with Gandalf? Surely you're not his daughter, are you?"
Belamir laughed. "No, I'm not his daughter. I'm not really sure how I came to be traveling with him. I have been as long as I can remember. I'm learning magic from him, so I guess it makes sense. Gandalf is the closest person to a father I've ever known."
"Are your real parents.dead?"
"I'm not sure really." She laughed and looked around thoughtfully. "For all I know, they could be. It's not like it matters. I never knew them, so it is hard to feel much for them. If you don't mind my asking, why do you live with your uncle?"
"Bilbo? He is not really my uncle. We are actually cousins, on my father's side. My parents drowned when I was young, and I lived in Buckland with my cousins until Bilbo adopted me as his nephew."
"I'm sorry.about your parents."
"Don't be." He said with a laugh. "You shouldn't worry about what you can't fix. And as I said, I was young. I never really knew them."
"Ah, like me then."
Frodo opened his mouth to reply, but a loud bang from a tent stopped him. The next thing she knew, Belamir and Frodo were on lying on the ground, watching Gandalf's dragon firework pass over head. There were quite a few cheers when it exploded into yellow and gold sparks.
She laughed as she watched Gandalf approach the two soot-covered hobbits, which turned out to be Merry and Pippin. Later, after they were sentenced to washing dishes, she walked by to congratulate them.
"Good job, you two!" she whispered, laughing their soot-covered faces. "Although you look like you just came out of a fireplace."
Merry laughed and handed her a dish. "Care to help, now that you've had a good laugh at us?"
She rolled her eyes, but took the dish and washed it. Pippin came back with a stack of dirty plates and dropped them into the water, splashing Belamir. She yelped and threw a dishrag at him. Soon Merry had joined, and the three were having a large water fight.
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Later, when Belamir found Frodo, she was completely drenched in dishwater. After he had recovered from laughing, he smiled and raised his eyebrow at her. "What happened to you, Bela?"
She rolled her eyes. "I helped your cousins wash dishes for a bit. Chaos ensued."
"Bilbo is going to start his speech soon. Would you care to sit with me?" he asked, and she smiled.
"I'd love to, but if it is alright with you, I was going to go back to Bag End now. I'm tired, and I am starting to get cold."
Frodo laughed again and kissed her on the cheek. "Alright, I will see you later then."
She blushed and started walking back to the hobbit hole, humming tunelessly and grinning from ear to ear.
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A/N: Well. That was Chapter 3. Yay and all that shit. I finally updated. Woooooow. Chapter 4 to be up soon. I promise. I've already started it. I was going to put part of it in this chapter, but it was too long. Anyway, tell me what you thought! I have no life and live on reviews.
Disclaimer: I don't own Lord of the Rings. Tolkien does. Don't sue me. I'm saving up for a ticket to the Return of the King premiere. Seriously.
Belamir stood under a tree watching Gandalf entertain a group of hobbit children with some fireworks. She smiled as they chased after several glittering butterflies. Feeling a tug at her skirts she looked down. A small face with two wide green eyes peered up at her through a mop of light brown curls.
"It looks like you've made a friend," a voice said in her ear, and she turned to se Frodo, grinning at her. He ruffled the young hobbit's hair. "Doderic, why don't you go ask Myrtle for a dance while I dance with Bela?"
The child nodded and scurried off to a group of little girls about his age. "Who was that?" she asked, smiling.
"One of my many younger cousins, Doderic Brandybuck."
Belamir giggled as she watched Doderic trying to dance with one of the little girls, and continually tripping over his own feet. "He's sweet."
"As long as you don't give him anything with sugar, yes. He is a little demon if he has too much energy." He said with a laugh, and grabbed her arm. "Now for that dance you promised me! Come on!"
"Hold on! I did not promise you anything!"
"You did now." Frodo said, and he led her out to where many of the adults and hobbits in their tweens were dancing.
"I don't dance," she said, although they had started to dance to the lively tune the band had started. Frodo laughed as she spun away and then back toward him.
"Obviously you are wrong, Bela."
She rolled her eyes. "I usually don't dance. I'm not very good at it, and I often prefer to watch others instead."
"You seem to be dancing well to me."
"I used to dance. When I was younger." she said, and smiled. "I'm out of practice now."
"Well, consider this your practice."
"What if I didn't want to practice?"
"Then you should have said something before now."
"Would you have listened?"
"No." he said, and they both laughed.
When the song ended Belamir and Frodo went to get drinks. He introduced her to three other hobbits, his friend and gardener Samwise Gamgee, and his two cousins, Meriadoc (Merry) Brandybuck and Peregrin (Pippin) Took.
After a while, Merry and Pippin went off in the direction of Gandalf's cart, and Frodo finally convinced Sam to dance with a pretty lass he seemed to have his eye on. Actually, he forced him onto the dance floor, as he was too shy to ask her to dance on his own.
"So," he said, pouring her another glass of wine. "How did you come to be traveling with Gandalf? Surely you're not his daughter, are you?"
Belamir laughed. "No, I'm not his daughter. I'm not really sure how I came to be traveling with him. I have been as long as I can remember. I'm learning magic from him, so I guess it makes sense. Gandalf is the closest person to a father I've ever known."
"Are your real parents.dead?"
"I'm not sure really." She laughed and looked around thoughtfully. "For all I know, they could be. It's not like it matters. I never knew them, so it is hard to feel much for them. If you don't mind my asking, why do you live with your uncle?"
"Bilbo? He is not really my uncle. We are actually cousins, on my father's side. My parents drowned when I was young, and I lived in Buckland with my cousins until Bilbo adopted me as his nephew."
"I'm sorry.about your parents."
"Don't be." He said with a laugh. "You shouldn't worry about what you can't fix. And as I said, I was young. I never really knew them."
"Ah, like me then."
Frodo opened his mouth to reply, but a loud bang from a tent stopped him. The next thing she knew, Belamir and Frodo were on lying on the ground, watching Gandalf's dragon firework pass over head. There were quite a few cheers when it exploded into yellow and gold sparks.
She laughed as she watched Gandalf approach the two soot-covered hobbits, which turned out to be Merry and Pippin. Later, after they were sentenced to washing dishes, she walked by to congratulate them.
"Good job, you two!" she whispered, laughing their soot-covered faces. "Although you look like you just came out of a fireplace."
Merry laughed and handed her a dish. "Care to help, now that you've had a good laugh at us?"
She rolled her eyes, but took the dish and washed it. Pippin came back with a stack of dirty plates and dropped them into the water, splashing Belamir. She yelped and threw a dishrag at him. Soon Merry had joined, and the three were having a large water fight.
***
Later, when Belamir found Frodo, she was completely drenched in dishwater. After he had recovered from laughing, he smiled and raised his eyebrow at her. "What happened to you, Bela?"
She rolled her eyes. "I helped your cousins wash dishes for a bit. Chaos ensued."
"Bilbo is going to start his speech soon. Would you care to sit with me?" he asked, and she smiled.
"I'd love to, but if it is alright with you, I was going to go back to Bag End now. I'm tired, and I am starting to get cold."
Frodo laughed again and kissed her on the cheek. "Alright, I will see you later then."
She blushed and started walking back to the hobbit hole, humming tunelessly and grinning from ear to ear.
***
A/N: Well. That was Chapter 3. Yay and all that shit. I finally updated. Woooooow. Chapter 4 to be up soon. I promise. I've already started it. I was going to put part of it in this chapter, but it was too long. Anyway, tell me what you thought! I have no life and live on reviews.
Disclaimer: I don't own Lord of the Rings. Tolkien does. Don't sue me. I'm saving up for a ticket to the Return of the King premiere. Seriously.