A/N: Okay usually I don't write stories that aren't completely mine
but I must admit that I'm really enjoying this one. Perhaps not as much as
my Immortals story ;) Yeah Yeah I know shameless plug fest but it is my
favorite story. Anywho I will try and keep up with this one.
The One Ring is Stolen by a Squirrel-Part 6
Frodo really was starting to feel like his old self again. He no longer needed to put on a good face for Sam. Sure he still felt the Ring calling him, trying to turn him back into it's minion, but this time Frodo would not listen. He was too busy listening to Sam.
Sam's spirits had risen so much that he had begun to sing a bunch of old songs from the shire. He even began to make up songs and tales of their adventures. Frodo listened with a huge smile on his face as Sam purposely glorified his part in every battle in order to strike up a friendly jest with Frodo.
"Now, Now Sam I don't recall you killing a dozen orcs by yourself." Frodo said acting indignant.
"I did to Mr. Frodo, you were just too busy sleeping to notice. A lazy one you are." Sam said acting high and mighty.
Frodo laughed aloud. "I thought you just said I had been captured and you were trying to save me." He said back his spirits higher than they had ever been.
"Yes, that's right you were asleep as the orc's prisoner." Sam said faltering as he spoke realizing that Frodo had backed him into a corner. "In any case wait till I tell you the story of how I defeated the Fire demon held captive in the mines of Moria." Sam said jokingly but as the last word left his mouth he regretted it.
The image of Gandalf falling over the cliff played over in Frodo's mind. There had not been time enough for him to really mourn his old friend. He felt lonely even though Sam was with him. As strange as it was; he missed hearing the strange tales of Gandalf, and the advice he gave which always seemed like more of a riddle than real advice. But most of all he knew that Gandalf had saved his life more than once and he had been forced to stay away when Gandalf needed him.
"I'm sorry Mr. Frodo I didn't mean to remind you of Gandalf." Sam said quietly his own heart thinking about the kind old wizard.
"It's alright Sam, it's good to remember him, I think Gandalf would find it quite amusing to know that we will always remember him for his stories and fireworks rather than his power as a wizard. But he seems to have been a strange fellow, I no longer feel as special as I did before. I had oncec thought I was one of a select few that got to really know the wise old Gandalf, but now everyone seems to have known him as I did."
"No, Mr. Frodo, I think you're wrong. I think they only think they know Gandalf, as you said we're the ones that will remember him for his good-nature they'll only remember him for how his power helped them with their troubles. Gandalf was friends with us long before we needed his help, and so I suppose that does make us special."
Frodo felt his spirits returning, perhaps Sam was right. And yet somehow he knew that he would get to know the old wizard better yet, that one day he shall know more about the old wizard than anyone else. "Yes Sam, you're right about that anyway, but as far as the orcs are concerned I believe it was I that fought most of them off."
"You did not Mr. Frodo, I recall you running off across the lake trying to escape us all." Sam said back mockingly.
"Yes, well if you remember that Sam, than you can't remember the orcs, you could have only been in one place or the other." Frodo said realizing he had stumped Sam. Sam pouted and walked on, unable to hide a huge smile spreading across his face.
The One Ring is Stolen by a Squirrel-Part 6
Frodo really was starting to feel like his old self again. He no longer needed to put on a good face for Sam. Sure he still felt the Ring calling him, trying to turn him back into it's minion, but this time Frodo would not listen. He was too busy listening to Sam.
Sam's spirits had risen so much that he had begun to sing a bunch of old songs from the shire. He even began to make up songs and tales of their adventures. Frodo listened with a huge smile on his face as Sam purposely glorified his part in every battle in order to strike up a friendly jest with Frodo.
"Now, Now Sam I don't recall you killing a dozen orcs by yourself." Frodo said acting indignant.
"I did to Mr. Frodo, you were just too busy sleeping to notice. A lazy one you are." Sam said acting high and mighty.
Frodo laughed aloud. "I thought you just said I had been captured and you were trying to save me." He said back his spirits higher than they had ever been.
"Yes, that's right you were asleep as the orc's prisoner." Sam said faltering as he spoke realizing that Frodo had backed him into a corner. "In any case wait till I tell you the story of how I defeated the Fire demon held captive in the mines of Moria." Sam said jokingly but as the last word left his mouth he regretted it.
The image of Gandalf falling over the cliff played over in Frodo's mind. There had not been time enough for him to really mourn his old friend. He felt lonely even though Sam was with him. As strange as it was; he missed hearing the strange tales of Gandalf, and the advice he gave which always seemed like more of a riddle than real advice. But most of all he knew that Gandalf had saved his life more than once and he had been forced to stay away when Gandalf needed him.
"I'm sorry Mr. Frodo I didn't mean to remind you of Gandalf." Sam said quietly his own heart thinking about the kind old wizard.
"It's alright Sam, it's good to remember him, I think Gandalf would find it quite amusing to know that we will always remember him for his stories and fireworks rather than his power as a wizard. But he seems to have been a strange fellow, I no longer feel as special as I did before. I had oncec thought I was one of a select few that got to really know the wise old Gandalf, but now everyone seems to have known him as I did."
"No, Mr. Frodo, I think you're wrong. I think they only think they know Gandalf, as you said we're the ones that will remember him for his good-nature they'll only remember him for how his power helped them with their troubles. Gandalf was friends with us long before we needed his help, and so I suppose that does make us special."
Frodo felt his spirits returning, perhaps Sam was right. And yet somehow he knew that he would get to know the old wizard better yet, that one day he shall know more about the old wizard than anyone else. "Yes Sam, you're right about that anyway, but as far as the orcs are concerned I believe it was I that fought most of them off."
"You did not Mr. Frodo, I recall you running off across the lake trying to escape us all." Sam said back mockingly.
"Yes, well if you remember that Sam, than you can't remember the orcs, you could have only been in one place or the other." Frodo said realizing he had stumped Sam. Sam pouted and walked on, unable to hide a huge smile spreading across his face.
