Here we go. More of LHZ's tale. Right'ho!!
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Disclaimer: Again, I own nothing.
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Frodo Baggins sat beneath a tree, reading one of his many books.
"Whatcha doin' Frodo?"
He looked in the direction the voice, only to come face to face with a face, hanging upside down from the tree branch.
"Woah!" he jumped back a little. "Zephyr, what are you doing?" He regarded his sister's pale face with it's dark violet eyes.
She smiled slyly, "I asked you first." she said.
Frodo sighed. "I'm reading." he said. "Now come down from there before you break something. Like your back."
Gracefully, Zephyr flipped down from the tree branch, and landed, catlike, on all fours.
"I swear Zephyr, sometimes I think your part elven."
Zephyr smiled. "Listen." She said.
"I don't hear anything."
"Shh!!! Listen!!"
Frodo was quiet, and listened hard, and after a few seconds, heard faint singing.
"It's Gandalf! Come on!" Frodo took off, closely followed by Zephyr.
"Gandalf! Frodo yelled as he came up to the point where he came into contact with Gandalf's cart.
"Bit late, aren't you?" Zephyr asked. "We expected you at least a week ago."
"A wizard is never late," Gandalf said. "He arrives precisely when he means to."
"Of course. You come and go as you please." said Frodo as Zephyr giggled. "Always have, always will I suppose."
"Well, hop on." Gandalf said. "I'll give you a short ride. Give us a chance to talk."
Frodo climbed into the cart and perched himself on the bench next to Gandalf. Zephyr climbed into the back of the cart among many odd shaped parcels that could only be Gandalf's famous fireworks.
So they rode, and spoke. They talked about Bilbo's party, and, eventually, the conversation turned to Bilbo himself.
"To tell you the truth," Frodo began, "Bilbo's been a bit odd lately, more so than usual I mean."
"Yes." Zephyr put in. "He's taken to locking himself in his study, and pouring over old maps when he thinks we're not looking."
"He's up to something." Frodo said.
Gadalf gave a wise sounding, `Hmm..' and then tried to feign indifference and ignorance. He wasn't very good at it.
"Alright then, keep your secrets." Frodo said. "But I know you had something to do with it."
"Good gracious me." Gandalf said.
"Before you came along, we Bagginses were very well thought of."
"Indeed?"
"Never had any adventures or did anything unexpected."
"If you're referring to the incident with the dragon," Gandalf said, "I was barely involved. All I did was... Give your uncle a little nudge out of the door."
"Well whatever you did," Zephyr said, "You've been officially labeled a disturber of the peace."
"Oh really?" Gandalf said. This was reputable information, Zephyr was a hobbit who got around as much as, if not more than, her brother.
They heard shouts of Gandalf's name, and turned to see a crowd of tiny hobbit children following the cart yelling for fireworks.
"Now, settle down all of you." Gandalf said. "You will see plenty of fireworks tomorrow night, and not a moment before."
The children moaned their discontent as one, and then split up to go their separate ways.
"I'm glad you're back Gandalf." Said Frodo, and then he leaped from the cart.
"Very glad." Zephyr said, and then hopped off after her brother, tackling him to the ground.
"So am I, dear hobbits. So am I."
Gandalf chuckled to himself as he rode on. Zephyr and Frodo were lucky to have each other.
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Disclaimer: Again, I own nothing.
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Frodo Baggins sat beneath a tree, reading one of his many books.
"Whatcha doin' Frodo?"
He looked in the direction the voice, only to come face to face with a face, hanging upside down from the tree branch.
"Woah!" he jumped back a little. "Zephyr, what are you doing?" He regarded his sister's pale face with it's dark violet eyes.
She smiled slyly, "I asked you first." she said.
Frodo sighed. "I'm reading." he said. "Now come down from there before you break something. Like your back."
Gracefully, Zephyr flipped down from the tree branch, and landed, catlike, on all fours.
"I swear Zephyr, sometimes I think your part elven."
Zephyr smiled. "Listen." She said.
"I don't hear anything."
"Shh!!! Listen!!"
Frodo was quiet, and listened hard, and after a few seconds, heard faint singing.
"It's Gandalf! Come on!" Frodo took off, closely followed by Zephyr.
"Gandalf! Frodo yelled as he came up to the point where he came into contact with Gandalf's cart.
"Bit late, aren't you?" Zephyr asked. "We expected you at least a week ago."
"A wizard is never late," Gandalf said. "He arrives precisely when he means to."
"Of course. You come and go as you please." said Frodo as Zephyr giggled. "Always have, always will I suppose."
"Well, hop on." Gandalf said. "I'll give you a short ride. Give us a chance to talk."
Frodo climbed into the cart and perched himself on the bench next to Gandalf. Zephyr climbed into the back of the cart among many odd shaped parcels that could only be Gandalf's famous fireworks.
So they rode, and spoke. They talked about Bilbo's party, and, eventually, the conversation turned to Bilbo himself.
"To tell you the truth," Frodo began, "Bilbo's been a bit odd lately, more so than usual I mean."
"Yes." Zephyr put in. "He's taken to locking himself in his study, and pouring over old maps when he thinks we're not looking."
"He's up to something." Frodo said.
Gadalf gave a wise sounding, `Hmm..' and then tried to feign indifference and ignorance. He wasn't very good at it.
"Alright then, keep your secrets." Frodo said. "But I know you had something to do with it."
"Good gracious me." Gandalf said.
"Before you came along, we Bagginses were very well thought of."
"Indeed?"
"Never had any adventures or did anything unexpected."
"If you're referring to the incident with the dragon," Gandalf said, "I was barely involved. All I did was... Give your uncle a little nudge out of the door."
"Well whatever you did," Zephyr said, "You've been officially labeled a disturber of the peace."
"Oh really?" Gandalf said. This was reputable information, Zephyr was a hobbit who got around as much as, if not more than, her brother.
They heard shouts of Gandalf's name, and turned to see a crowd of tiny hobbit children following the cart yelling for fireworks.
"Now, settle down all of you." Gandalf said. "You will see plenty of fireworks tomorrow night, and not a moment before."
The children moaned their discontent as one, and then split up to go their separate ways.
"I'm glad you're back Gandalf." Said Frodo, and then he leaped from the cart.
"Very glad." Zephyr said, and then hopped off after her brother, tackling him to the ground.
"So am I, dear hobbits. So am I."
Gandalf chuckled to himself as he rode on. Zephyr and Frodo were lucky to have each other.