Chapter Three Frodo
Disclaimer:CF2 here...No I do not own any of these brilliant characters, they belong to whoever owns Tolkien's stuff now. Now it's my turn to actually write something (please tell me if it's good, I really need some support to keep writing), so here it finally is.

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"It's good that Mr. Frodo is finally up and about this fine place", thought Sam Gamgee, "He's even more happy after seein' Mr.Bilbo this morning'. Ain't seen both of them for awhile now, and after all Mr. Frodo only just woke up today."

Sam walked through a vast hall way into a dinning hall thinking he'd get started on an early dinner. As soon as he turned inside, he saw two of his fellow hobbits already more then half way done.

"Hey Sam" called Pippin Took thickly (for his mouth was full),"over here. Oh sorry about that Merry (for he had hit him in the face with a spray of mashed potatoes). If you want we'll get more for you. They have some lovely mushrooms here don't they-"

"Well if you would slow down a bit there Pip he might get a word in inch-wise" said Merry Brandybuck.

"Hey" retorted Pippin.

"Why don't I have a quick bite and we'll all have a smoke then, for I haven't had one in quite a while. How's about it." said Sam, anything to just to get to eating.

So after a few minutes of good eating, they all sat happily with their pipes (a/n: no marijuana jokes please). But the moment after lighting up, two small figures deep in conversation walked in. "Oi Frodo, Mr.Bilbo sir, over here", called Merry. So Frodo and Bilbo sat with the younger hobbits for a few minutes until they all slowly succumbed to the thought of taking a walk outside. For hours they walked, talking of this and that. Mostly about what had been happening to each of them since the day of the party and Bilbo last night in the Shire. Only too soon did it get dark and cold, so it was decided that it was time to turn in.

The hobbits walked together through the halls of Rivendell until they parted to go to their own room, all except Frodo who wanted to talk to Bilbo a little longer. They came to the old hobbits room and sat by a wide window that looked out on many gardens and the Bruinen River. There they talked softly, no longer did they speak of the Shire, nor of Frodo's journey there, instead they talked of the fair things of the world such as the elves, stars, trees, and of songs and countless other beautiful things.
At last there came a knock on the door. "Begging your pardon," said Sam peeking only his head through the door, "but I was just wondering if you would be wanting anythin."

"And begging yours Sam Gamgee," replied Bilbo. "I guess you mean that it is time your master went to bed."

"Well sir, there is a Council early tomorrow, I hear, and ha only got up today for the first time."

"Quite right Sam," laughed Bilbo. "You can trot off and tell Gandalf that he has gone to bed. good night Frodo! Bless me, but it has been good to see you again! There are no folk like hobbits after all for a real good talk. I am getting very old, and I begin to wonder if I should ever live to see your chapters of your own story. Good night! I'll take a walk I think, and look at the stars of Elbereth in the garden. Sleep well!"
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