Hi folks. Thanks for the reviews. I would also like to apologize for the
lack of updates.
I 'm in marching band. I spend very little time at home and use that time
for sleep. I will try to put up updates as often as I can. I also know that
I have not put up another disclaimer for the second chapter. Obviously I
don't own Lord of the Rings though. Any way, it's time for the show.
When Bilbo entered into his house he took off the ring.
"Stupid hobbits," he muttered. "No respect for their elders. I'm going on a holiday any way so I shan't worry about them."
Gandalf walked in. "That was some stunt there, Bilbo. They'll talk about that one for months," he said. "And since your leaving, will you be leaving the ring here?"
"Ring? What Ring?"
"The one in your pocket."
"Well, off course I'll leave it. Why wouldn't I?"
Gandalf sighed at this and said, "Just make sure you leave it with Frodo."
"Alright, you don't have to say it again." Bilbo began packing, gathering maps and food. When he was finished he closed is stuffed bag and walked towards the door and found a rather used looking walking stick and tested it out. His face looked displeased and he placed it back in the stand. He picked up another one and found it suitable for the trip.
"I'll be off now."
"What about that ring of yours?" Bilbo's faced turned to a look of surprise.
"Rats! And I would've gotten away with it too, if it weren't for you meddling wizards." He pulled the ring out off his pocket and dropped it on the floor. He looked at it for a second and walked out of the door.
"Well, I finally got rid of him."
A few hours later:
Frodo walked into the house looking rather tired form having to clean up after Bilbo's party. He saw Gandalf.
"He's left, hasn't he?"
"Yes, Frodo. He's on holiday. Oh, and he left you his ring."
"He left me his ring? Yeah!" Frodo began to dance around the room.
"That's quite enough of that, my boy. Here put it in this envelope that I have been keeping in my robes for just such an occasion." Frodo put the ring in the envelope and Gandalf sealed it. "There, now keep it safe. And don't lose it."
"Yes sir!"
"That's a good boy. Now take care of the place. No parties, no excessive drinking, the lot. Just be a good little hobbit until Bilbo or I get back."
"Yes, Gandalf. I'll do my best."
"Ok, well, I'm going now." Gandalf exited out the doors and jumped into his carts and speeded down the lane. Frodo shook his head and muttered something about the other hobbits hating Gandalf.
I'm sorry if it was short, but this scene isn't very long. I'll try and update asap, but I don't know when that will be. Ok, well, until next time: That's all folks!
When Bilbo entered into his house he took off the ring.
"Stupid hobbits," he muttered. "No respect for their elders. I'm going on a holiday any way so I shan't worry about them."
Gandalf walked in. "That was some stunt there, Bilbo. They'll talk about that one for months," he said. "And since your leaving, will you be leaving the ring here?"
"Ring? What Ring?"
"The one in your pocket."
"Well, off course I'll leave it. Why wouldn't I?"
Gandalf sighed at this and said, "Just make sure you leave it with Frodo."
"Alright, you don't have to say it again." Bilbo began packing, gathering maps and food. When he was finished he closed is stuffed bag and walked towards the door and found a rather used looking walking stick and tested it out. His face looked displeased and he placed it back in the stand. He picked up another one and found it suitable for the trip.
"I'll be off now."
"What about that ring of yours?" Bilbo's faced turned to a look of surprise.
"Rats! And I would've gotten away with it too, if it weren't for you meddling wizards." He pulled the ring out off his pocket and dropped it on the floor. He looked at it for a second and walked out of the door.
"Well, I finally got rid of him."
A few hours later:
Frodo walked into the house looking rather tired form having to clean up after Bilbo's party. He saw Gandalf.
"He's left, hasn't he?"
"Yes, Frodo. He's on holiday. Oh, and he left you his ring."
"He left me his ring? Yeah!" Frodo began to dance around the room.
"That's quite enough of that, my boy. Here put it in this envelope that I have been keeping in my robes for just such an occasion." Frodo put the ring in the envelope and Gandalf sealed it. "There, now keep it safe. And don't lose it."
"Yes sir!"
"That's a good boy. Now take care of the place. No parties, no excessive drinking, the lot. Just be a good little hobbit until Bilbo or I get back."
"Yes, Gandalf. I'll do my best."
"Ok, well, I'm going now." Gandalf exited out the doors and jumped into his carts and speeded down the lane. Frodo shook his head and muttered something about the other hobbits hating Gandalf.
I'm sorry if it was short, but this scene isn't very long. I'll try and update asap, but I don't know when that will be. Ok, well, until next time: That's all folks!