Deep
By Sistine Chapel
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Oh, right! I again have to apologize for not doing my author responsibility and up dating like I am suppose to. Hey! I can't wait for that "Pirates of the Caribbean" movie to come out! It looks wicked awesome! Anyways here is the 11th chapter of Deep. Enjoy!
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BANG! Frodo heard a crash followed by a weak voice mumbling, "I am ok…" Frodo shook his head, knowing to well that the cause of the noise was no better than Deep.
Frodo knocked on her door and said, "Deep, is everything alright in there?" There was a moment's pause. "…Yeah…. No…Um, can I get back to you on that one, Frodo?" Deep said through the door. Frodo rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Oh, how hard can it be to get ready?"
"Hey!" she replied. "I just want to look nice! It is after all Bilbo's big party and everyone is going to be there."
Frodo gave a little chuckle and leaned on the door, "Deep, since when do you care about what other's think about you? Are you not the one who preaches everyone on 'inner beauty'?"
"I have my reasons," Deep said very softly. This is going to be the day Bilbo leaves her and Frodo.
Frodo sensed her sadness and tried to change to subject, "Come Deep, you can't look that bad. You know you can't stay in your room forever!"
"Alright Frodo, I am coming! Just half a moment!" Deep scurried to the bottom of her bed and grabbed two boxes. They were both nicely decorated and with messages written on them. Of course, they were Frodo's and Bilbo's birthday presents. Deep gave a quick smile of satisfaction and opened the door where Frodo was waiting for her.
Frodo looked at Deep and smiled. True, she was no beauty; and many a hobbit maidens had fairer faces than her. But Deep looked pretty. Frodo never noticed till now what silky, shiny black hair she had; Deep always had it in a bun. Now her hair was down and curled. She had a blue flower tucked behind her ear. Deep wore a little blue dress that flowed down to her feet. "You look lovely Deep!" Frodo exclaimed. She blushed and said meekly, "Thanks Frodo, you look very handsome yourself. Oh, Happy Birthday Frodo!" Deep handed Frodo his gift.
Frodo took the gift and looked very confused. Deep began to explain, "Oh, right! Well, where I come from, we give presents on people's birthday. It vice-versa over here, I guess."
He nodded and began to open the gift. His eyes widen when he saw a hunter green book, " 'The History of Elves'! Deep, how did you get this? Oh, thank you Deep!" And before she could say anything, Frodo gave her a big hug. "Oh, your welcome Frodo. I knew you would like it," she replied.
"And what are you two doing?" Bilbo came and saw them in an embrace. Deep walked up to Bilbo and handed him his present, "Happy Birthday Bilbo!" Bilbo took the box and threw Frodo a confused look. "It is one of Deep's native customs," Frodo said.
Bilbo nodded and opened the box. His response was a little more settled, "Oh Deep, you shouldn't have," and he gave her a hug.
"Now come Frodo and Deep! There is a party to attend to," Bilbo walked outside followed by Frodo and Deep.
Gandalf was already outside setting up the fireworks. "Hey Gandalf!" Gandalf knew all too well that the only person in Middle Earth who would use 'Hey!' as a greeting was that ever so bubbly Deep.
Gandalf turned around and said, "Good day, Deep. I amuse that you are very excited about Bilbo's party!"
Deep gave a little giggle and said, "O yeah! I can't wait for your fireworks! Back home, everyone used to light up fireworks on special occasions. It was one of the things that my father and I use to do together. Light them up and watch them bust…" Deep said softly, almost to herself.
Gandalf frowned, grabbed her shoulders and shook her out of her sad daydream. "Come now Deep, this is a time to be merry! Look," Gandalf pointed over to a bunch of hobbit children running toward her, "I think they want to listen to some more of your tale of Spiderman."
Deep smiled at Gandalf and began to walk over to the children. Most of the people she healed were children, and so to get them to keep still, Deep told the story of Spiderman. It was a huge success in the Shire; everyone loved the tale. Of course, she had to change some parts of it to make sense, like the radioactive spider that bit photographer Peter Parker became an enchanted spider from Mirkwood that bit weary traveler Peter son of Pater.
Deep loved the look on the children's faces when she finished part of her tale when Peter was rescuing the elven princess Morwen from the evil clutches of the Green Goblin. "And then what happened?" cried a young hobbit boy. "Well you are just going to wait and see, Pippin," Deep said.
They began to sigh.
Deep gave a chuckle and pointed toward Gandalf, "Look, Gandalf has fireworks!"
The children soon forgot about the story and ran over to Gandalf. Deep smiled, but felt something tug on her dress. She turned to see that Sam Gamgee was behind her. The hobbit boy in his early tweens (a twelve year old) asks her meekly, "Pardon me, Miss Deep, but I was a wandering if you could continue telling your tale of Spiderman?"
"Sorry Sam, but …" Deep began to hear the dancing music, "but I can offer you a dance!"
And before Sam could say anything, Deep literally swung Sam of his feet and moved toward the center of the dance. O! What fun was it to see a big folk maiden to dance with a gardener's son. Of course, once Deep is a dancing there is no one stopping her. She danced with many and sometimes she danced alone.
By the time it was evening and dinner was done, it was time to hear Bilbo's speech.
Deep was sitting near by the party tree with little Pippin asleep in her lap. Bilbo walked up on stage and gave a quick smile toward Deep. She smiled sadly back, knowing that this was going to be one of the last times she was ever going to see him again. The audience grew quiet, Deep cradled Pippin in her arms, and Bilbo began his speech.
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Surprise! I love cliffhangers. Oh, if you have not figured out by now, this fanfic is book based. There is a seventeen-year span between Bilbo's party and the beginning of Frodo's quest. So everyone is pretty young. I hope you like that chapter. Ok, bye!