Author's Note: I should've known that the reviewing wouldn't last. Wah! And for all you out there who are giving me that "no more hair-flipping" crap, I really didn't see it that way. She was supposed to be doing that for emphasis on the word, NOON but I guess I can't do that in fear of my head being bitten off...
Pippin's First Love Chapter Six
Merry slouched into the field just outside the pond. A few sleepy ripples made way to the shore, a clue to the life it hid. Fish were playing frenzied games of tag and hide and seek. Merry's reflection was distorted as the wind blew the water away, sighing an age old sigh. Life was beginning to reach it's peak, then it would spiral into the death of winter. Estella was the only thing on Merry's mind as he looked at the muddy brown waters and pondered. Soon Merry knew what he had to do. He stood up from the shady spot under the big leafy tree where Diamond always hid her vegetable pilferings. He smiled and pulled an apple out of the crook, shaking his head he bit into it and left.
(A/N: Diamond's POV.)
Life would go on I suppose. I mean, but a night ago it seemed as if all movement on earth would cease if I couldn't run outside, free as an eagle with my friends at my sides. Then there was him. Pippin is like no other. He gives me chances when I don't deserve more. He saved my life when it was my own folly to swim when I knew I could not. He is more than a friend now, but life will go on without him. The reasoning behind this is unfound by me. My eyes stare dumbly at the pond as I wait for Nob's hand to grab my neck and drag me off to pack more of our "precious" belongings. I know someone else is across the pond, but our eyes will not meet, I have no curiousity, it has died.
My excitement has died as well. I know not why I do not skip for joy, Pippin is taking me to the Autumn Solstice party. No matter, I am just depressed. I hope.
(A/N: Back to normal.)
Merry walked to Pippin's bedroom and smiled. He was laying on the floor, staring at the ceiling with a look of confusion. The window of his room was wide open, the breeze blowing his stray curls about his face, tickling his nose. He brushed the hair off his face and looked up at Merry, who was leaning on the doorframe. He looked old, like he'd already seen too much.
"We're not so young anymore, Pip." he commented. Pippin snorted, his parents still saw him as a child, does not everyone? ~Diamond doesn't.~ his mind chattered. Pippin let the thoughts play in his mind as they began to run rampant. ~She sees you as a sophisticated adult. Now if only you could PROVE to her that your sole purpose in life is not to steal mushrooms, but to be a valiant warrior, you would REALLY impress her. Every lass yearns for a lad who is strong at heart as well as world renowned.~ it continued to instruct him on what needed to be done. He listened, wondering if hearing voices in one's head was a bad thing. He shook his head and let his eyes refocus.
"Merry, I just don't know what to do anymore. I know I'm gonna miss her, but she's changing, and I'm not." he fretted. "She's becoming more mature and I'm still plain old Pippin." he worried his lip and drew his brows together. "I need to become mature, and fast." he confided in Merry. Merry smiled and crossed his arms.
"I know who can teach you how to drive the lasses crazy." he said demonically. He led Pippin to a well known house in the area. When Pippin recognized the house he grinned.
"Of course! Frodo has all the girls after him, he could teach me!" he was excited as he bounded up the path to see his dear old cousin, Frodo. Bilbo yanked the door open and grunted.
"Hello Peregrin, Meriadoc, what's the scheme today?" he asked with a shadow of a smile. Pippin grinned and shuffled his feet.
"No scheming, just a word with your nephew." Merry said. Bilbo grunted again and led them to the living room. Frodo was bent over a book, reading rather quickly and eating some sort of bread. He didn't even look up as they entered.
"Hello there! Just a moment." he said, turning a page. A minute or two later he pressed a large leaf into the books pages and slammed it shut.
"Just reading a bit of Chorlius Miraborear." he explained. (A/N: o_O I organized random vowels and consonants, and whoa! I get the Shakespeare of the Shire!) Merry and Pippin just blinked and stared.
"I'm sorry, who?" Pippin asked, knowing he should know this author. Frodo laughed quietly.
"Don't concern yourself with these matters. Now, what of this insistance on seeing me at once?" he inquired. Pippin observed his feet again, cursing his family gene for ingrown toe-nails. (A/N: I stole that from another fanfic, which one I can't remember...)
"Pippin has this crazy sheme, but not one to get you in trouble." Merry caught himself as Bilbo frowned in the backround.
"That's what you said when you insisted that Frodo and Samwise help you and Pippin steal Gandalf's staff. I don't know if Pearl has regrown her eyebrows yet." Bilbo said thoughtfully. Frodo winced and rubbed a scar on his wrist. A reminder of why never to point a powerful magical object at anyone, including yourself.
"Seemed like a good idea at the time." Pippin muttered. Bilbo laughed and began to leave.
"I'm not even going to listen! I just know I'll regret it later!" he shouted over his shoulder, shuffling off down the narrow corridor. Pippin let out a sigh of relief at seeing Frodo's Uncle go.
"You need to teach me how to act like you." Pippin gushed. Merry frowned.
"Now Pippin, if Diamond wanted someone exactly like Frodo, she'd be going out with Frodo!" Merry exclaimed.
"True." Pippin said thoughtfully. "But I need some pointers on how to be more mature!" he whined. Frodo laughed and shook his head.
"You need to lock yourself in a room and force yourself to forget about Diamond, Pippin. She's leaving." he smiled and shook his head again. Pippin's mouth dropped open, Merry just gaped.
"How did you know?" sputtered Pippin, thinking the worse. Frodo looked at his red face and dropped his amused smile at once.
"I am friends with Nob, he told me. He told me Diamond is acting strangely and that you two came over today. Made her depression worse I do believe. I'll tell you this, Pippin, if you venture out to Long Cleeve to see your dear Diamond, you'll have to battle through Nob of Long Cleeve first." Frodo said sternly. He picked up his book again.
"Is that all?" he asked hopefully. Pippin grumbled and nodded. Merry pushed him out the door smiling weakly at Bilbo on his way out.
"Come on, let's go." he said to Pippin. Pippin watched the door swing shut behind him with a bang. He was in deep thought as he ran up to his cousin who was waiting at the bottom of the hill with an annoyed expression.
"You know, I think we need to get ready for the party. Then we need to plan one of our own." he hinted. Merry grinned and slapped Pippin on the back.
"Now you're thinking! One question, does it hurt?" Merry asked. Pippin stopped and frowned then he growled and chased Merry all the way back to his hole.
Pippin's First Love Chapter Six
Merry slouched into the field just outside the pond. A few sleepy ripples made way to the shore, a clue to the life it hid. Fish were playing frenzied games of tag and hide and seek. Merry's reflection was distorted as the wind blew the water away, sighing an age old sigh. Life was beginning to reach it's peak, then it would spiral into the death of winter. Estella was the only thing on Merry's mind as he looked at the muddy brown waters and pondered. Soon Merry knew what he had to do. He stood up from the shady spot under the big leafy tree where Diamond always hid her vegetable pilferings. He smiled and pulled an apple out of the crook, shaking his head he bit into it and left.
(A/N: Diamond's POV.)
Life would go on I suppose. I mean, but a night ago it seemed as if all movement on earth would cease if I couldn't run outside, free as an eagle with my friends at my sides. Then there was him. Pippin is like no other. He gives me chances when I don't deserve more. He saved my life when it was my own folly to swim when I knew I could not. He is more than a friend now, but life will go on without him. The reasoning behind this is unfound by me. My eyes stare dumbly at the pond as I wait for Nob's hand to grab my neck and drag me off to pack more of our "precious" belongings. I know someone else is across the pond, but our eyes will not meet, I have no curiousity, it has died.
My excitement has died as well. I know not why I do not skip for joy, Pippin is taking me to the Autumn Solstice party. No matter, I am just depressed. I hope.
(A/N: Back to normal.)
Merry walked to Pippin's bedroom and smiled. He was laying on the floor, staring at the ceiling with a look of confusion. The window of his room was wide open, the breeze blowing his stray curls about his face, tickling his nose. He brushed the hair off his face and looked up at Merry, who was leaning on the doorframe. He looked old, like he'd already seen too much.
"We're not so young anymore, Pip." he commented. Pippin snorted, his parents still saw him as a child, does not everyone? ~Diamond doesn't.~ his mind chattered. Pippin let the thoughts play in his mind as they began to run rampant. ~She sees you as a sophisticated adult. Now if only you could PROVE to her that your sole purpose in life is not to steal mushrooms, but to be a valiant warrior, you would REALLY impress her. Every lass yearns for a lad who is strong at heart as well as world renowned.~ it continued to instruct him on what needed to be done. He listened, wondering if hearing voices in one's head was a bad thing. He shook his head and let his eyes refocus.
"Merry, I just don't know what to do anymore. I know I'm gonna miss her, but she's changing, and I'm not." he fretted. "She's becoming more mature and I'm still plain old Pippin." he worried his lip and drew his brows together. "I need to become mature, and fast." he confided in Merry. Merry smiled and crossed his arms.
"I know who can teach you how to drive the lasses crazy." he said demonically. He led Pippin to a well known house in the area. When Pippin recognized the house he grinned.
"Of course! Frodo has all the girls after him, he could teach me!" he was excited as he bounded up the path to see his dear old cousin, Frodo. Bilbo yanked the door open and grunted.
"Hello Peregrin, Meriadoc, what's the scheme today?" he asked with a shadow of a smile. Pippin grinned and shuffled his feet.
"No scheming, just a word with your nephew." Merry said. Bilbo grunted again and led them to the living room. Frodo was bent over a book, reading rather quickly and eating some sort of bread. He didn't even look up as they entered.
"Hello there! Just a moment." he said, turning a page. A minute or two later he pressed a large leaf into the books pages and slammed it shut.
"Just reading a bit of Chorlius Miraborear." he explained. (A/N: o_O I organized random vowels and consonants, and whoa! I get the Shakespeare of the Shire!) Merry and Pippin just blinked and stared.
"I'm sorry, who?" Pippin asked, knowing he should know this author. Frodo laughed quietly.
"Don't concern yourself with these matters. Now, what of this insistance on seeing me at once?" he inquired. Pippin observed his feet again, cursing his family gene for ingrown toe-nails. (A/N: I stole that from another fanfic, which one I can't remember...)
"Pippin has this crazy sheme, but not one to get you in trouble." Merry caught himself as Bilbo frowned in the backround.
"That's what you said when you insisted that Frodo and Samwise help you and Pippin steal Gandalf's staff. I don't know if Pearl has regrown her eyebrows yet." Bilbo said thoughtfully. Frodo winced and rubbed a scar on his wrist. A reminder of why never to point a powerful magical object at anyone, including yourself.
"Seemed like a good idea at the time." Pippin muttered. Bilbo laughed and began to leave.
"I'm not even going to listen! I just know I'll regret it later!" he shouted over his shoulder, shuffling off down the narrow corridor. Pippin let out a sigh of relief at seeing Frodo's Uncle go.
"You need to teach me how to act like you." Pippin gushed. Merry frowned.
"Now Pippin, if Diamond wanted someone exactly like Frodo, she'd be going out with Frodo!" Merry exclaimed.
"True." Pippin said thoughtfully. "But I need some pointers on how to be more mature!" he whined. Frodo laughed and shook his head.
"You need to lock yourself in a room and force yourself to forget about Diamond, Pippin. She's leaving." he smiled and shook his head again. Pippin's mouth dropped open, Merry just gaped.
"How did you know?" sputtered Pippin, thinking the worse. Frodo looked at his red face and dropped his amused smile at once.
"I am friends with Nob, he told me. He told me Diamond is acting strangely and that you two came over today. Made her depression worse I do believe. I'll tell you this, Pippin, if you venture out to Long Cleeve to see your dear Diamond, you'll have to battle through Nob of Long Cleeve first." Frodo said sternly. He picked up his book again.
"Is that all?" he asked hopefully. Pippin grumbled and nodded. Merry pushed him out the door smiling weakly at Bilbo on his way out.
"Come on, let's go." he said to Pippin. Pippin watched the door swing shut behind him with a bang. He was in deep thought as he ran up to his cousin who was waiting at the bottom of the hill with an annoyed expression.
"You know, I think we need to get ready for the party. Then we need to plan one of our own." he hinted. Merry grinned and slapped Pippin on the back.
"Now you're thinking! One question, does it hurt?" Merry asked. Pippin stopped and frowned then he growled and chased Merry all the way back to his hole.
