A Month away


Author: Sakura123

Date: 7/16/03 (12:33:11 pm eastern daylight time)

Upadted: 9/20/06

Authors Note: Okey-dey, First of all, when I posted this, I had no idea, how many Grammatical mistakes, broken sentences (if any), Spelling-errors, and a messed up story line, I have a hard time actually reading the appendix, of Return of the king, Mostly because of school work, or well I was in a bad mood, and thought, Tolkien's book would cheer me up.

Second of all, I know Smuag was last dragon even seen in the shire (if memory serves), so don't go flaming me about my dragon. Thanks very much. Lastly, I would like to thank Magical Rachel for Beta-ing my story and helping me out with the tons of mistakes that riddled this story. One a last note; If you don't like it, do not attempt to flame me, and criticize me about it (unless its constructie). Enjoy.

Timeline: Not set during Frodo and the other's childhood like I originally concepted. Set after Bilbo's departure during his 111th Birthday; Gandalf has already left the Shire to investigate into the matter of Bilbo's magical ring. Pre-War Of The Ring.

Disclaimer: The Lord Of The Rings and all related charaters and places are property of J.R.R. Tolkien and Tolkien Enterprises. All Rights Reserved. I own nothing nor do I make any money off of this. Lila, a Hobbit native to the village of Bree, and this storyline are sole property of the Author. All rights reserved.


1: Bag End


The sun was shining brightly throughout the Shire, after a four day down pour. Samwise Gamgee had spent the entire four days at the great Smials trying to teach the gentlehobbit, Peregrin Took how to pull roots from the ground correctly, without pulling the entire ground apart: which was something that Pippin found extremely hard to, unless he was raiding farmer maggots crop.

Samwise had returned to his home in Hobbiton along with Pippin & Merry, rarely known as Peregrin and Meriadoc, a day after the rain had stopped. Merry and Pippin were to be staying at Bag End, the home of their cousin Frodo Baggins, and Sam had also been invited, being a a friend of Frodo's.

They headed for The Green Dragon at baywater. It was full of energy, and merry talk amongst all hobbit folk. A majority of the conversations were set on Bilbo Baggins, who vanished at his 111th birthday-party, and how 'cracked' he'd become ever since, Gandalf the wizard came to the shire and got him frolicking around outside the shire. Naturally young lads and elderly Hobbits sat around the tables smoking their pipes, drinking ale flirting with hobbit lasses. The room was full of smoke from various hobbit's pipes.

Samwise's father Hamfast Gamgee, sat around with friends along with Saradoc, Paladin and Ted Sandyman, beside him. The elderly Hobbits, began conversations of a war brewing, and sights of Dwarves seen in the shire. Frodo, Merry, Pippin & Sam spent the night there drinking, singing, mostly due to Pippin's visit to Hobbiton after he stayed away for sometime, more than usual.

Pippin slept soundly in guest room of Bag End sprawled on the floor beside Sam, while Frodo and Merry slept on the hobbit-queen-sized-bed. Their clothes were slightly damp from an unexpected rain fall, that lasted until morning and were hanging on a rope Merry tied to the end of the bed and a chair. The sheets that covered Sam & Pippin's naked bodies, were down at their feet, Merry laid flat on his back wrapped in an individual cover of his own with his head over the edge of the bed, with one leg hanging off the bed, and the other on Frodo's, who laid in a normal position wrapped in the bed's sheet curled up, with hands under his head acting as a pillow. The blue-eyed hobbit wore the ring on a chain necklace around his neck, his hand was wrapped around it tightly.

Pippin mumbled in his sleep about Ale, and Diamond. His hand searched the ground for nothing in particular, when he touched sam's hand. Automatically, Pippin's hand brought Sam's up to his mouth and he began chewing on Sam's thumb. Sam winced, opening his eyes wondering why his thumb was pulsing with pain continuously. He cried out in pain, rousing himself out his sleep, trying to pry his thumb from Pippin's mouth. The shouting had awaken Frodo, Merry and even Pippin.

Frodo rolled onto his stomach, holding his head up with the palm of his hand, cocking it to the side, Merry lifted head up as stinging pain shot up his neck besides the hangover. He obviously had been sleeping in the wrong position again. "Sam what's the matter?" Frodo muttered, rubbing his eyes.

Sam grabbed Pippin's face, placed his fingers in the Tooks mouth, managing to pry Pippin's death gripping teeth off of his thumb. The Took rubbed his jaw getting a glare from Samwise "Mr. Pippin bit my thumb!" he yelped pointing.

"I didn't mean 'ta," Pippin cried. "I was dreaming of ale!"

Merry rolled his eyes as he moved over beside Frodo. His leaned onto Frodo's shoulder, feeling sleep claiming him again as he tried to get a sentence out. "Pippin," He grumbled, sleepily. "You'd be dreaming of Diamond if it weren't for all the ale, you drank last night. Pippin blushed; that was exactly what he was dreaming about. Diamond and ale. Though he wasn't about to admit it in front of his cousin's and friend. Climbing to his feet, with the cover still wrapped around his waist, he grabbed his slightly damp clothes. Sam grabbed the sheet Pippin did not take, and wrapped it around himself.

The three Hobbit's turned away, giving Pippin the time to dress himself. The Took buttoned his blouse halfway, turning his attention to his trousers pulling them up on his waist. "Not true! I don't even like Lassies!" Pippin objected, buttoning his trousers. "I'm not of age yet." With that said he left the room. Frodo leapt from the bed taking the covers with him and left the room to dress someplace private and had followed Pippin out of the room, leaving Sam and Merry in the room, to sleep longer.


"Morning Lila!" Frodo greeted the hobbit-lass entering the kitchen. Lila didn't answer, she was a little too caught up in his washing dishes to even notice Bilbo's nephew come into the kitchen nor notice Pippin exit Bag End with his hands on his head. Frodo had noticed this as he grabbed an apple from the fruit basket. "Lila?" he whispered, waving his hand past the hobbit lass's face. She blinked a few times before noticing Frodo.

"Oh Good Morning Mr. Frodo, how'd you sleep?" Lila asked with a hint of humor in her voice setting plate on the side. Frodo shrugged, not really remembering coming to Bag End at all, mostly because he was in a drunken haze, when he, Sam, Merry, and Pippin had to drag themselves into the house, with a little help from Lila, a Hobbit from bree, unbeknownst to the four Hobbits. Frodo kindly offered a room for her, until she got back up on her feet, from a journeys walk. "What seems to be on your mind then?"

"I was wondering if you had seen Pippin come past here?" Frodo asked. Lila looked up thoughtfully, and shook her head. Frodo's shoulder's slumped. "Not seen the lad since last night." She replied, drying her hands. Her dirty-brown hair, gray eyes, and tan skin complexion seemed to sparkle when Frodo even stared at her.

Frodo nodded, disappointed. Lila thought for a moment, studying the somewhat worried look on the baggines face. "Is there something the matter with the lad?" Lila asked. Frodo looked up with furrowed eyebrows and a look of surprise. "No, not at all!" Frodo cried putting his hands in front of him, waving them back and forth. Lila stared at him as if saying 'well what is it then?' Frodo smiled nervously. "Just wondering where the silly hobbit went off to that's all."

Lila nodded in response and returned to her washing dishes, she turned to Frodo for a brief moment, the lad's eyebrows raised in question. "Though, the best place to look for the lad, is Farmer Maggots. At least that's what Merry told me," She said thoughtfully. Frodo bit into his apple and exited Bag End jogging down the hill, to find Peregrin.


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