***You're probably sick of my apologizing for being late, so I won't waste
your time with it......but I MUST SAY that I'm sick of the stupid
errors....it simply would not let me upload the story!!!!!..on a happier
note, only 11 more reviews till somebody wins!!!!!!! So review.....and tell
me what you want to happen...especially baby names because as you know
Galáril does NOT have a middle name yet......and I would *really*
appreciate it if someone could think of one. Thanx......***
"Well, what is it?" Sam asked impatiently, tapping his foot. Frodo took a big gulp and looked at his fiancé, and then Aragorn and Legolas who were also looking at him expectantly.
"Mmmph Shim Shsy." He mumbled.
"Your name is Shim Shay?" Sam asked in puzzlement. Frodo glared at him and cleared his throat.
"I'm gay."
The other three inhabitants of the room stared hard (not that way all u pervs out there) at Frodo, trying to decipher whether or not he was trying desperately to crack a joke, before Legolas started laughing, infecting all of them with it until Aragorn lay on the floor howling with laughter, Sam next to him holding his side, and Legolas laughed daintly, sitting on the sofa in his usual calm and composed manner.
"Uh, Frodo?" Legolas asked, trying to suppress a smile.
"What?" Frodo asked miserably.
"We already know you're gay. After all you ARE marrying Sam, who is also male." Legolas said softly, trying not to hurt the little hobbits feelings. Aragorn however, obviously did not have Frodo's feelings at mind.
"Oh. Right." Frodo said sadly.
"Stupid Frumpy, tell us something we *don't* know. Even *I'm* not that stupid." Aragorn laughed. Sam, now somewhat composed, got up off the floor and walked over to Frodo.
"Are you sure you're just not scared of commitment?" Sam asked Frodo. Frodo shrank away from Sam's touch, and sat down on a chair.
"No, I love you. I don't want to be with anyone else, I don't think I've ever felt the same way about anyone else. But-"
"Oh Frodo that's so sweet..." Sam said basking in the pretty words, "wait a minute.....did I hear a but?"
"Yes, I was trying to sa-" Frodo began, but trailed off seeing Sam's deathly stare.
"You mean that you didn't mean anything that you just said. Are you disregarding all of it? I can't believe this.........you are a sick SICK hobbit Frodo, playing with me this way. I can-"
"WILL YOU LET ME SPEAK?!" Frodo yelled suddenly. Sam looked taken aback, but was silent.
"That's exactly what I mean.", "Frodo said, "You never let me get a word in edgewise. I don't get to plan, or do anything else. You think I'm just a stupid idiot. And then you go as far as to blame me for not helping, when you never let me......"
"Are you done?" Sam asked solemnly, now that he was out of the initial shocked silent stage.
"Yes."
"Well, I suppose you're right."
"What?" Frodo asked, his voice trembling. After saying all that he had expected Sam to go haywire.
"You're right. I never should have done that. You have every right to be involved in the planning of this wedding, and I understand why you feel the way you do. From now on you can help in everything." Sam said reasonably. Frodo stared in disbelief for a moment, and then spoke, his voice thick with tears.
"Oh Sam, I really love you, I do. I don't know what I would do if you weren't with me. This is going to be great."
"Only because you're part of it." Sam said adoringly, and hugged Frodo tightly to his chest. Legolas picked up Galáril, and nudged for Aragorn to follow him out of the room.
"Aren't they such a cute couple?" Legolas sighed happily, once they were in the hallway.
"Yeah, but we are too." Aragorn said suggestively.
And so Galáril was put back to bed early and the night was filled with kinky make up sex.
I should get in more fights.
***Next stop and we're at the wedding, so bring your dancing shoes ppl........and don't forget to review........oh....and I need suggestions for what wedding gifts they should get.....not for next chapter but one after it....see ya l8r***
"Well, what is it?" Sam asked impatiently, tapping his foot. Frodo took a big gulp and looked at his fiancé, and then Aragorn and Legolas who were also looking at him expectantly.
"Mmmph Shim Shsy." He mumbled.
"Your name is Shim Shay?" Sam asked in puzzlement. Frodo glared at him and cleared his throat.
"I'm gay."
The other three inhabitants of the room stared hard (not that way all u pervs out there) at Frodo, trying to decipher whether or not he was trying desperately to crack a joke, before Legolas started laughing, infecting all of them with it until Aragorn lay on the floor howling with laughter, Sam next to him holding his side, and Legolas laughed daintly, sitting on the sofa in his usual calm and composed manner.
"Uh, Frodo?" Legolas asked, trying to suppress a smile.
"What?" Frodo asked miserably.
"We already know you're gay. After all you ARE marrying Sam, who is also male." Legolas said softly, trying not to hurt the little hobbits feelings. Aragorn however, obviously did not have Frodo's feelings at mind.
"Oh. Right." Frodo said sadly.
"Stupid Frumpy, tell us something we *don't* know. Even *I'm* not that stupid." Aragorn laughed. Sam, now somewhat composed, got up off the floor and walked over to Frodo.
"Are you sure you're just not scared of commitment?" Sam asked Frodo. Frodo shrank away from Sam's touch, and sat down on a chair.
"No, I love you. I don't want to be with anyone else, I don't think I've ever felt the same way about anyone else. But-"
"Oh Frodo that's so sweet..." Sam said basking in the pretty words, "wait a minute.....did I hear a but?"
"Yes, I was trying to sa-" Frodo began, but trailed off seeing Sam's deathly stare.
"You mean that you didn't mean anything that you just said. Are you disregarding all of it? I can't believe this.........you are a sick SICK hobbit Frodo, playing with me this way. I can-"
"WILL YOU LET ME SPEAK?!" Frodo yelled suddenly. Sam looked taken aback, but was silent.
"That's exactly what I mean.", "Frodo said, "You never let me get a word in edgewise. I don't get to plan, or do anything else. You think I'm just a stupid idiot. And then you go as far as to blame me for not helping, when you never let me......"
"Are you done?" Sam asked solemnly, now that he was out of the initial shocked silent stage.
"Yes."
"Well, I suppose you're right."
"What?" Frodo asked, his voice trembling. After saying all that he had expected Sam to go haywire.
"You're right. I never should have done that. You have every right to be involved in the planning of this wedding, and I understand why you feel the way you do. From now on you can help in everything." Sam said reasonably. Frodo stared in disbelief for a moment, and then spoke, his voice thick with tears.
"Oh Sam, I really love you, I do. I don't know what I would do if you weren't with me. This is going to be great."
"Only because you're part of it." Sam said adoringly, and hugged Frodo tightly to his chest. Legolas picked up Galáril, and nudged for Aragorn to follow him out of the room.
"Aren't they such a cute couple?" Legolas sighed happily, once they were in the hallway.
"Yeah, but we are too." Aragorn said suggestively.
And so Galáril was put back to bed early and the night was filled with kinky make up sex.
I should get in more fights.
***Next stop and we're at the wedding, so bring your dancing shoes ppl........and don't forget to review........oh....and I need suggestions for what wedding gifts they should get.....not for next chapter but one after it....see ya l8r***