I wonder if I can upload this already..silly ff.net said that I wasn't
allowed to upload for a period of time because they deleted another fic of
mine.silly buggers.
Happy Newyear everyone!! Hope you all had a great newyears eve and didn't loose any fingers with the fireworks. I know my new year was a balst but I won't bore you with the details.
And thanks to all the reviewers,
Mirkwoodarcher: The idea has been bugging me for some time. I thought ti would make a wonderful fic but I didn't know who to ask to write it so in the end I decided to try it myself. hope I did a good job so far.
GreyLadyBeast: Thanks so much that you pointed that out for me. Actually, it kinda helps me ofr the story. I have a basic plot in my head roght now and it helpt to clear things up.
Gotta Luv Pippin: Just wait and see. All I can tell: it ain't happy.
Prince Tyler Briefs: Sure you can put it on your website, I'd be honnoured (however it's spelled). I just hope that you'll still like it when I'm done. Don't know how long it'll take though.patience.
Lady Hummingbird: Thanks for the thumbs up on my english. If you do see any faults, please tell me. I have exams coming up and I want to ace english, since that's the only thing I really like. (And Pip and merry are my favourites too).
I love the reviews (really really really) and they really help. I Hope you still like the fic, I'm trying to make this fic good enough for you guys but if you have any ideas, throw them at me and I'll probably use them.
Enough ramblings: STORY, enjoy!: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The following day started much the same for Pippin. Although he did actually have to be dragged from his bed this time, which meant that he was back to normal again. The dream from the night before was completely forgotten. As soon as he had eaten his breakfast he went to his room to pack his things. It would be a day's ride to Buckland and if he wanted to leave the next morning, he had to be ready. So trough out the day he would think of something that he'd forgotten and by the time he would leave, he'd have everything. He didn't even hear his father enter the room while he was packing his clothes.
"What are you doing?" his father asked. Pippin jumped in surprise but relaxed as soon as he saw that it was his father.
"Packing," he answered, "I wanna leave early tomorrow morning."
"If you can get out of bed." His father grinned. "So you're still going to go to Buckland. Are you sure?"
"Of course I am," Pippin said, "I can't wait to see everyone again. Especially cousin Merry, I haven't seen him for over two months."
Paladin sat down on the bed and looked at his son. Pippin didn't know why, but it made him feel uneasy.
"Is something wrong dad?" he asked, leaving his pack.
"No no, of course not." Paladin said and smiled at him.
"Come of it , dad. Just tell me." Paladin looked at him and Pippin could see a form of sadness in his father's eyes.
"It's just that you're growing older, Pip. I mean, you're going to Buckland all on your own."
Pippin grinned, "Dad, I've been going to Buckland since I was a toddler."
"Not on your own, you haven't."
"I'm sure I can manage." Pippin began packing his bags again.
"Maybe you should stay home."
"What?" he stopped abruptly, looking at his dad. "why?"
"Well, I mean, it's very far and all that... and to be perfectly honest, I don't like the thought of you going there by yourself."
"Dad, I'm perfectly capable to look after myself. Trust me."
"O, It's not you that I don't trust, it's..."
"What?" Pippin eyed his dad suspiciously. "what is it?"
"It's just," Paladin started whispering now. "Haven't you ever felt, that cousin Merry and uncle Saradoc and everyone at Buckland is, well, a bit odd?"
"Of course I have," Pippin laughed, "everyone thinks they're weird. But that's nothing to be scared of right?"
Paladin didn't answer.
"Right, dad?"
"Yes, absolutely, you're probably right," Paladin smiled and stood up. "I'm just being silly. You just have fun at Buckland, but Pippin?"
"Yes?"
"Do be careful, you never know what might happen over there."
And with that Paladin left the room and left Pippin feeling confused. 'There was nothing wrong with people from Buckland was there?' he thought. 'of course not. Merry was always good fun and they all looked after you. Nothing to worry about. But why did dad act so odd then? Was there something that he didn't know. Maybe he just didn't see what was right in front of him... Nonsense.'
Pippin blew it away, thinking it to be nothing. 'Dad was just feeling a bit odd about him going out alone. Nothing to think about. He was after all the youngest. Dad was allowed to feel a bit overprotective of him.'
He continued to pack his bag and tried not to think of it for the rest of the day, but in the back of his mind there was still something nagging. Like a feather that kept tickling him in the neck and he couldn't get rid of it. When he was lying in the bed that night, trying to catch sleep, it was worse then ever. He tossed and turned, wondering what the weird conversation with his dad had meant. And when he finally fell asleep, he had another weird dream. He hardly saw any images, he just listened to an odd conversation as if in a crowded street.
"Pippin wait!"
"I don't want to hear it Merry"
"Just listen to me, please"
"Merry, I said sod of. I don't want to talk to you."
"I don't understand, what have I done?"
"Leave me alone, Merry."
"Pip, stop."
"Get your filthy Bucklandhands of me!"
"What did you say?"
"I said, get your bloody hands of me."
".. I don't know what's happened to you Pip, but you are making a very big mistake. You'd better start waking up soon and see what you're doing."
"What?"
"Wake up Pip!"
With a start Pippin woke up again. His dreams were getting weirder and weirder. Once again he tried to remember what had happened, but he felt the dream slipping away again. He was mad at Merry about something, but what? Trying to recover his thoughts he could still hear faint whispers from the conversation, but it didn't make any sense. After a while he fell asleep again, though this time he didn't dream at all.
The next morning Pippin was stirred awake by his mother.
"If you want to leave for Brandy Hall, now would be a nice time," she said, "the sun is rising and you have a long ride ahead of you."
Within half an hour, Pippin was standing outside mounting his pony. It was a small brown pony that he named Socks. It sounded like a nice name to him and for some weird reason it made Merry smile. Merry knew more of the outside world then Pippin, maybe it meant something funny. His father came walking up to him as Pippin was turning to leave.
"Pippin?" he said, making him turn around.
"Yes?"
"Have fun at Brandy Hall, but remember that if you want to come home early, just come."
Pippin laughed again. "Why would I want to come home early? I haven't been homesick for ten years."
"Well, you never know." Paladin said and petted Socks. "We'll see you in a few days."
"Bye dad." Pippin said and turned his horse to the road.
"Don't forget to give my greetings to Esmeralda!" Paladin yelled after him. "Tell her that I look forward to see her again for Pearl's birthday."
"I will!" Pippin yelled back and continued his way towards Brandy Hall.
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Once again, I'm Dutch, so any errors with the English phrases and such: my fault. Please leave a review with your thoughts, it's really really really appreciated.
*hugs all* oumpa
Happy Newyear everyone!! Hope you all had a great newyears eve and didn't loose any fingers with the fireworks. I know my new year was a balst but I won't bore you with the details.
And thanks to all the reviewers,
Mirkwoodarcher: The idea has been bugging me for some time. I thought ti would make a wonderful fic but I didn't know who to ask to write it so in the end I decided to try it myself. hope I did a good job so far.
GreyLadyBeast: Thanks so much that you pointed that out for me. Actually, it kinda helps me ofr the story. I have a basic plot in my head roght now and it helpt to clear things up.
Gotta Luv Pippin: Just wait and see. All I can tell: it ain't happy.
Prince Tyler Briefs: Sure you can put it on your website, I'd be honnoured (however it's spelled). I just hope that you'll still like it when I'm done. Don't know how long it'll take though.patience.
Lady Hummingbird: Thanks for the thumbs up on my english. If you do see any faults, please tell me. I have exams coming up and I want to ace english, since that's the only thing I really like. (And Pip and merry are my favourites too).
I love the reviews (really really really) and they really help. I Hope you still like the fic, I'm trying to make this fic good enough for you guys but if you have any ideas, throw them at me and I'll probably use them.
Enough ramblings: STORY, enjoy!: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The following day started much the same for Pippin. Although he did actually have to be dragged from his bed this time, which meant that he was back to normal again. The dream from the night before was completely forgotten. As soon as he had eaten his breakfast he went to his room to pack his things. It would be a day's ride to Buckland and if he wanted to leave the next morning, he had to be ready. So trough out the day he would think of something that he'd forgotten and by the time he would leave, he'd have everything. He didn't even hear his father enter the room while he was packing his clothes.
"What are you doing?" his father asked. Pippin jumped in surprise but relaxed as soon as he saw that it was his father.
"Packing," he answered, "I wanna leave early tomorrow morning."
"If you can get out of bed." His father grinned. "So you're still going to go to Buckland. Are you sure?"
"Of course I am," Pippin said, "I can't wait to see everyone again. Especially cousin Merry, I haven't seen him for over two months."
Paladin sat down on the bed and looked at his son. Pippin didn't know why, but it made him feel uneasy.
"Is something wrong dad?" he asked, leaving his pack.
"No no, of course not." Paladin said and smiled at him.
"Come of it , dad. Just tell me." Paladin looked at him and Pippin could see a form of sadness in his father's eyes.
"It's just that you're growing older, Pip. I mean, you're going to Buckland all on your own."
Pippin grinned, "Dad, I've been going to Buckland since I was a toddler."
"Not on your own, you haven't."
"I'm sure I can manage." Pippin began packing his bags again.
"Maybe you should stay home."
"What?" he stopped abruptly, looking at his dad. "why?"
"Well, I mean, it's very far and all that... and to be perfectly honest, I don't like the thought of you going there by yourself."
"Dad, I'm perfectly capable to look after myself. Trust me."
"O, It's not you that I don't trust, it's..."
"What?" Pippin eyed his dad suspiciously. "what is it?"
"It's just," Paladin started whispering now. "Haven't you ever felt, that cousin Merry and uncle Saradoc and everyone at Buckland is, well, a bit odd?"
"Of course I have," Pippin laughed, "everyone thinks they're weird. But that's nothing to be scared of right?"
Paladin didn't answer.
"Right, dad?"
"Yes, absolutely, you're probably right," Paladin smiled and stood up. "I'm just being silly. You just have fun at Buckland, but Pippin?"
"Yes?"
"Do be careful, you never know what might happen over there."
And with that Paladin left the room and left Pippin feeling confused. 'There was nothing wrong with people from Buckland was there?' he thought. 'of course not. Merry was always good fun and they all looked after you. Nothing to worry about. But why did dad act so odd then? Was there something that he didn't know. Maybe he just didn't see what was right in front of him... Nonsense.'
Pippin blew it away, thinking it to be nothing. 'Dad was just feeling a bit odd about him going out alone. Nothing to think about. He was after all the youngest. Dad was allowed to feel a bit overprotective of him.'
He continued to pack his bag and tried not to think of it for the rest of the day, but in the back of his mind there was still something nagging. Like a feather that kept tickling him in the neck and he couldn't get rid of it. When he was lying in the bed that night, trying to catch sleep, it was worse then ever. He tossed and turned, wondering what the weird conversation with his dad had meant. And when he finally fell asleep, he had another weird dream. He hardly saw any images, he just listened to an odd conversation as if in a crowded street.
"Pippin wait!"
"I don't want to hear it Merry"
"Just listen to me, please"
"Merry, I said sod of. I don't want to talk to you."
"I don't understand, what have I done?"
"Leave me alone, Merry."
"Pip, stop."
"Get your filthy Bucklandhands of me!"
"What did you say?"
"I said, get your bloody hands of me."
".. I don't know what's happened to you Pip, but you are making a very big mistake. You'd better start waking up soon and see what you're doing."
"What?"
"Wake up Pip!"
With a start Pippin woke up again. His dreams were getting weirder and weirder. Once again he tried to remember what had happened, but he felt the dream slipping away again. He was mad at Merry about something, but what? Trying to recover his thoughts he could still hear faint whispers from the conversation, but it didn't make any sense. After a while he fell asleep again, though this time he didn't dream at all.
The next morning Pippin was stirred awake by his mother.
"If you want to leave for Brandy Hall, now would be a nice time," she said, "the sun is rising and you have a long ride ahead of you."
Within half an hour, Pippin was standing outside mounting his pony. It was a small brown pony that he named Socks. It sounded like a nice name to him and for some weird reason it made Merry smile. Merry knew more of the outside world then Pippin, maybe it meant something funny. His father came walking up to him as Pippin was turning to leave.
"Pippin?" he said, making him turn around.
"Yes?"
"Have fun at Brandy Hall, but remember that if you want to come home early, just come."
Pippin laughed again. "Why would I want to come home early? I haven't been homesick for ten years."
"Well, you never know." Paladin said and petted Socks. "We'll see you in a few days."
"Bye dad." Pippin said and turned his horse to the road.
"Don't forget to give my greetings to Esmeralda!" Paladin yelled after him. "Tell her that I look forward to see her again for Pearl's birthday."
"I will!" Pippin yelled back and continued his way towards Brandy Hall.
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Once again, I'm Dutch, so any errors with the English phrases and such: my fault. Please leave a review with your thoughts, it's really really really appreciated.
*hugs all* oumpa