Disclaimer~ ok…all the stuff you recognize is Tolkien's!
A/N: OK, this is my first story, so please be kind! I like writing about Smeagol coz you don't hear much about him. He's not bad, just misunderstood, am I the only one who realizes that?
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"Smeagol get up!!!!" yelled Raigol, Smeagol's grandmother. "The sun is well past the noon mark! I told you to be out of bed when the sun was still low in the sky. Why do I visit in the morning and leave the chores to you?" Smeagol responded with a groan.
"I do not like the sun, 'tis too bright, 'tis. Why do you not wake me when the sun is still below the earth?"
"Don't you give me any of your questions! Get out of bed, now!" Smeagol rolled out of his bed and changed into a clean pair of trousers and a clean, but wrinkled, shirt. Muttering to himself he walked out into the little back yard.
"The sun does no creature good. I wish it would burn itself out!" Stomping over to the hen house he collected all the eggs he could, and brought them back to his grandmother. "There are your filthy eggses!" With that Smeagol turned around and practically ran to his friend Deagol's hut, knowing he would be in trouble for what he had said. He loved his grandmother, she was one of three people he truly loved, but she could be pushy.
When Smeagol came to Deagol's door he didn't even bother knocking, but walked straight in.
"Why do you always just walk in my sneaky little friend?" Smeagol turned around and saw Deagol standing outside the door he had just walked in.
"I want to scare you, that's why." Smeagol opened the door and Deagol walked in. "Would you like to go fishing?"
"Fishing, hmm, yes that sounds fun. But first, I have news about a special someone.."
"Bless us, news of Tragel? What news? Good or Bad? Did you talk to her or did you hear this?"
"Settle down my friend. I saw Tragel at the market, where I've just come from. I asked her if she was considering a certain partner for the festival next week. She said-"
"You did what?! How could you do that? She probably thought you were asking for yourself!"
"Smeagol, everyone knows who my heart belongs to. And as I was going to say, she told me she was in fact considering a friend of mine…"
"Bless the precious girl! She said that?" Smeagol was so happy, he started dancing around, waving his arms in the air and spinning. We'll go fishing now won't we? It will be a good day today!"
"You mean what's left of it," said Deagol laughing. "But come I'll get my mother to make us sandwiches and we'll find your precious, fish."
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A/N: Well, that's all I could think of to write now. Please r/r but be nice! It's still developing in my mind!