Author's Note: Ok, I just realized something, all you diehard Tolkien fans are going to kill me, but please hear me out before you inflict pain and torture on me. [Shivers nervously and holds up peace sign] I am not good at age and timeline stuff so I know this id wrong but it's a little to late to fix it, so please don't kill- [tomato smacks me in the face] -me! [Runs away from angry viewers]
Unless I get some nice reviews, I am not comin out to give you more. So, nice reviews more nice story. K? Okay so I'll be waiting. [giggles evilly]
Adopting trouble
By Firniswin
Chapter 1
It was a beautiful bright sunny day in Buckland as the sunlight flowed softly through the willow trees. Frodo ran quickly with Merry right behind him they were dripping wet and carrying bags full of Mushrooms. "Frodo! He is right behind us!" Merry called up to his older cousin. "Hurry then!" Frodo called back as the loud barks of Farmer Maggots dogs cut through the silence. "Hurry! Let's hide there." Frodo pointed to a tree.
The two young hobbits jumped behind the tree and into the empty space in the trunk, they covered their mouths to suppress the giggles. "Maggot won't find us in here." Frodo giggled. "Are you sure?" Merry asked in a whisper. "Oh his dogs don't know apples from hay." Frodo giggled. "They can't smell worth mushrooms." Frodo repositioned himself more comfortably.
They heard the dogs come round the sharp corner and stop; they sniffed vigorously and howled so loud the two hidden hobbits had to cover their ears. They looked through an empty spot in the trunk were they could see the road. They saw the confused dogs and Farmer Maggot stumbling about as the sun set behind the hills. "Oh, it is getting dark lads." The farmer said with a sigh. "We will find em tomorrow." He said as he made his way back towards his farm.
After Maggot had left from sight the two climbed out of the tree trunk. "Frodo, you are a hiding master." Merry laughed. "Told you did I not?" Frodo picked up his bag of mushrooms. "Well those dogs are huge you must admit." Merry shrugged as he picked up his bag from the tree stump. "Yes but their noses are small." Frodo said as he walked down the road.
They went quickly to the ferry and jumped on. "So have you met this Bilbo character yet?" Merry asked Frodo paddling the ferry down the Brandywine River.
"Yes. He is actually pretty nice." Frodo said with a sigh. "Oh Frodo you can't leave me here alone." Merry begged, "Who will help me steal mushrooms from farmer Maggot?" Merry asked eying Frodo. "I don't know." Frodo said sadly. "Ask Pippin." He said stifling a giggle. "Pippin!" Merry said shocked at his cousin's answer. "Pippin does not know mushrooms from water. I could ask him to steal some Mushrooms and he would come back and hand me a pale of apples." Merry scoffed.
"Pippin!" Merry repeated still in shock.
They came to the other side of the river and leapt off carrying their bags of Mushrooms on their backs.
"What time do you suppose it is?" Merry asked looking up at the sky. "Oh at least 9:00 pm." Frodo said as he readjusted the bag on his shoulders. "Good Ma and Pa will be good in bed by the time we get home." Merry said smirking.
They went up the little pathway to the big cottage that they lived in with Merry's folks. The moon lit the Brandywine as they ran up the small steps and opened the door quietly. "Come on." he motioned to Frodo as he went inside cautiously being careful not to step on any toys or other obstacles that might be in his way. Frodo followed cautiously through the doorway his eyes fixed on the floor. He slowly moved and dodged the toys that lay strewn out on the floor.
"Hurry Frodo." Merry called on his way into the bedroom. He quickly shoved his bag under the bed and then he saw that Frodo was not behind him. He looked out the door and noticed that the lights were on. Merry tossed his hair and rubbed his eyes sleepily as he entered the front room. "Oi! What is all this?" He said as he watched his parents pointing their fingers at Frodo and giving him a lecture on how it was not nice to steal mushrooms. "Frodo! You know better than that." Esmeralda scolded his cousin. "What where you thinking?" She asked. "I am sorry." Frodo said a glum look on his face. "Now you go to bed and no breakfast tomorrow. Then you will return the mushrooms." She said pointing her finger towards the room. "But M…" He decided not to argue and go quietly. Merry followed him slowly into the room. "You can have some of my breakfast tomorrow." He said as he got into the bed beside Frodo's.
"Thank you Merry!" Frodo said with a sigh. "But how will I face Farmer Maggot." he gulped. "You are brave Frodo. You always find a way." Merry comforted his cousin.
"Good night Merry!" Frodo said sleepily. "Night Frodo!" Merry yawned.
Esmeralda woke Frodo up in the morning. "Time to get going." She practically pushed him out of bed. Frodo got up and got on his clothes then he went into the kitchen and saw Merry sitting at the table. "Now take those mushrooms back to Farmer Maggot, and be home before dinner." Esmeralda pushed Frodo out the door.
Frodo started walking down the long pathway to the ferry. The sun was in his eyes and he was not looking forward to what the farmer would say when he had to explain that he took some vegetables.
"I wonder if there are mushrooms in Hobbiton?" He thought out loud to himself.
He went over the river and the hills ill he came to Farmer Maggot's house and field.
The sun was almost setting and it was beginning to get dusky and foggy. He went slowly into the gate and came to a little house. He knocked on the door gulping as he did. "Who is it?" It is Frodo Baggins of Buckland." He said with a quaking voice.
"So you are the one who stole my mushrooms." Farmer Maggot quickly grabbed Frodo's ear. "Ouch! I came to return em!" Frodo said scared and shaking. He dropped the bag and they and they spilled out all over the ground. "You worthless little troublemaker." Farmer maggot roared with anger. "After em boys." the dogs leapt out of the round doorway and leapt at Frodo. He got up quickly and ran as fast as he could. Frodo breathed heavily as he ran. He was getting tired and the dogs were still chasing him through the cornfields. He heard them coming from every which way. There was no way out!
