A/N: Sorry it's taking me so long with these chapters, I'm trying to get
them out quicker but it's not working so great.
Disclaimer: Um, I can't think of something sarcastic to say so I'm not gonna say anything.
Chapter 4: Things you'll find up a tree
The next few days I spent at Brandy Hall living with the Brandybucks, who had decided that I was the most wonderful person they'd ever met. I swear it was like moving in with a classic Italian family, everyone wanted to talk to you and feed you. Most were ecstatic to meet a "big person" and Merry's mother constantly smothered me with compliments.
"Brooke you're such a sweet girl, I wish you could stay all the time. Merry needs a friend like you, with your head screwed on straight. Honestly, if he's going to be the heir of the Brandybucks he needs to stop getting into trouble with Pippin!"
This would go on the whole time I helped her prepare breakfast, second breakfast, lunch, dinner, and supper. Rosamunda, Merry's aunt made me proper hobbit clothes, a soft blue blouse with a dark blue skirt that cut off at my shins. That's another thing, I had stopped wearing shoes and had begun to go barefoot. I suppose it was the awkward feeling that I had when I would wear them and people would stare at my feet. When I wasn't getting on the good side of the Brandybucks I was getting into trouble with Merry, Pippin, and Frodo. Despite what Merry's mother thought, I did not have my head screwed on straight, far from it. I was even starting to believe this wasn't a dream! I've never known a dream to last so long, or be so realistic, of course ignoring the fact that I was in Lord of the Rings!
Often after supper (which comes after dinner), Merry and I would walk through the forests nearby, we did this because I loved nature and Merry loved to show off the woods of Buckland.
"And over there in the distance is the Old Forest," Merry said, pointing. I resisted the urge to giggle, remembering how funny it had been the first time I read about Merry and Pippin getting trapped in the willow tree.
I looked over at a tree nearby and suddenly got an urge to try and climb it. I was halfway up the tree when I turned back and beckoned to Merry.
"Come on up!"
He looked slightly hesitant, I guess because it was getting dark, but he climbed up anyway. He sat on a branch opposite me, swinging his feet.
"Um, Brooke I was wondering if I could ask you something."
"Sure, shoot."
He looked at me, confused.
"That means go ahead," I said, smiling.
"Oh. Well it's really not important but; Bilbo's birthday party is tomorrow. He's turning 111. And I just wanted to see if you wanted to go, I didn't know if you knew about it."
"Oh! Yeah, I'd love to go!" I said quickly, sidestepping the question about whether or not I had known about it.
"It should be great, Bilbo's invited almost everyone in the shire, Pippin's playing in the band, it ought to be fun."
I smiled widely, "I'm sure it will be."
At that moment I felt something crawl across my hand. My overactive imagination took over as I pictured a psycho killer with a chainsaw climbing over me. But it was just over my hand so it must be a very small psycho killer. As I frantically looked around I felt something crawl up my leg. Merry pointed at it.
"Oh, you've got a spider on you," he said calmly.
I did not react quite as calmly.
"A spider? Where?" I asked; trying to squirm out of the way, which only resulted in my falling backwards. I shrieked and grabbed a tree branch, just barely managing to hold on. Merry reached over and picked up the spider, putting it on a branch above him. Then he grabbed my arm to help pull me back up.
"Thanks," I said, slightly embarrassed, "I don't like spiders."
He laughed, a wide grin spreading across his face, "I noticed."
I decided that was enough tree climbing, and quickly began to find a way down before anything else could find it's way onto me. Together, Merry and I walked back home, me stumbling because it was dark. After saying goodnight, I went into my room and shut the door, hoping that I wouldn't have to climb any trees at the party tomorrow.
The next day couldn't pass quick enough for me; everything went so slowly. I did manage to get over to Hobbiton early enough to see Frodo and Gandalf heading through in the cart. It was amazing to see Gandalf for the first time; he was so much taller than Frodo and the other hobbits. I waved at them, and Frodo waved back, smiling. They moved on towards Bag End and Frodo stood and leaped off the cart, waving goodbye to Gandalf. I ran up to him as he headed back.
"Hi Brooke."
"Hey Frodo. Who was that?"
"That was the wizard Gandalf the Grey," he said, looking back at the cart, "He's a friend of Bilbo's. He's coming to the party tonight, and I think he'll show off some fireworks."
"Sounds like fun."
I was really starting to believe what Bilbo had said 'this will be a night to remember'.
A/N: Why do all my chapters seem so short? They're not, but they seem like it. Argh!
Disclaimer: Um, I can't think of something sarcastic to say so I'm not gonna say anything.
Chapter 4: Things you'll find up a tree
The next few days I spent at Brandy Hall living with the Brandybucks, who had decided that I was the most wonderful person they'd ever met. I swear it was like moving in with a classic Italian family, everyone wanted to talk to you and feed you. Most were ecstatic to meet a "big person" and Merry's mother constantly smothered me with compliments.
"Brooke you're such a sweet girl, I wish you could stay all the time. Merry needs a friend like you, with your head screwed on straight. Honestly, if he's going to be the heir of the Brandybucks he needs to stop getting into trouble with Pippin!"
This would go on the whole time I helped her prepare breakfast, second breakfast, lunch, dinner, and supper. Rosamunda, Merry's aunt made me proper hobbit clothes, a soft blue blouse with a dark blue skirt that cut off at my shins. That's another thing, I had stopped wearing shoes and had begun to go barefoot. I suppose it was the awkward feeling that I had when I would wear them and people would stare at my feet. When I wasn't getting on the good side of the Brandybucks I was getting into trouble with Merry, Pippin, and Frodo. Despite what Merry's mother thought, I did not have my head screwed on straight, far from it. I was even starting to believe this wasn't a dream! I've never known a dream to last so long, or be so realistic, of course ignoring the fact that I was in Lord of the Rings!
Often after supper (which comes after dinner), Merry and I would walk through the forests nearby, we did this because I loved nature and Merry loved to show off the woods of Buckland.
"And over there in the distance is the Old Forest," Merry said, pointing. I resisted the urge to giggle, remembering how funny it had been the first time I read about Merry and Pippin getting trapped in the willow tree.
I looked over at a tree nearby and suddenly got an urge to try and climb it. I was halfway up the tree when I turned back and beckoned to Merry.
"Come on up!"
He looked slightly hesitant, I guess because it was getting dark, but he climbed up anyway. He sat on a branch opposite me, swinging his feet.
"Um, Brooke I was wondering if I could ask you something."
"Sure, shoot."
He looked at me, confused.
"That means go ahead," I said, smiling.
"Oh. Well it's really not important but; Bilbo's birthday party is tomorrow. He's turning 111. And I just wanted to see if you wanted to go, I didn't know if you knew about it."
"Oh! Yeah, I'd love to go!" I said quickly, sidestepping the question about whether or not I had known about it.
"It should be great, Bilbo's invited almost everyone in the shire, Pippin's playing in the band, it ought to be fun."
I smiled widely, "I'm sure it will be."
At that moment I felt something crawl across my hand. My overactive imagination took over as I pictured a psycho killer with a chainsaw climbing over me. But it was just over my hand so it must be a very small psycho killer. As I frantically looked around I felt something crawl up my leg. Merry pointed at it.
"Oh, you've got a spider on you," he said calmly.
I did not react quite as calmly.
"A spider? Where?" I asked; trying to squirm out of the way, which only resulted in my falling backwards. I shrieked and grabbed a tree branch, just barely managing to hold on. Merry reached over and picked up the spider, putting it on a branch above him. Then he grabbed my arm to help pull me back up.
"Thanks," I said, slightly embarrassed, "I don't like spiders."
He laughed, a wide grin spreading across his face, "I noticed."
I decided that was enough tree climbing, and quickly began to find a way down before anything else could find it's way onto me. Together, Merry and I walked back home, me stumbling because it was dark. After saying goodnight, I went into my room and shut the door, hoping that I wouldn't have to climb any trees at the party tomorrow.
The next day couldn't pass quick enough for me; everything went so slowly. I did manage to get over to Hobbiton early enough to see Frodo and Gandalf heading through in the cart. It was amazing to see Gandalf for the first time; he was so much taller than Frodo and the other hobbits. I waved at them, and Frodo waved back, smiling. They moved on towards Bag End and Frodo stood and leaped off the cart, waving goodbye to Gandalf. I ran up to him as he headed back.
"Hi Brooke."
"Hey Frodo. Who was that?"
"That was the wizard Gandalf the Grey," he said, looking back at the cart, "He's a friend of Bilbo's. He's coming to the party tonight, and I think he'll show off some fireworks."
"Sounds like fun."
I was really starting to believe what Bilbo had said 'this will be a night to remember'.
A/N: Why do all my chapters seem so short? They're not, but they seem like it. Argh!