Takes place after Return of the King. A little nonsense fic.
SPOILERS
FOR
RETURN
OF
THE
KING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There, now no one can say they didn't get warned. ^_^
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Always There
"Frodo...Mr. Frodo! Oh, please wake up!" Frodo Baggins rubbed
his eyes. Around him sat many of the Eagles who were friends of
Gandalf's. And before him was Sam, tears in the younger Hobbit's
eyes.
" Sam...where ARE we?"
" Minath Tirath. We were rescued by the Eagles, remember? And
Gollum bite your finger? You remember that? And then-"
" SAM! Please, I'm getting a headache....I do remember though."
Sam smiled wearily, then geastured to a group of people sitting in
a room next to th bedroom Frodo found himself in. At first he had no
idea who they were, until an Elven voice cried out suddenly.
" You TOSSED Gimli?!" Gimli distinctly groaned.
" I ASKED you not to tell the elf! Aragorn, have you no honor????"
Frodo couldn't help but laugh when Arwen's sweet voice cut in.
" Actually, I overheared you two talking about it......" Gimli made
another groan.
" Elf ears. Right." Swinging his still injured leg over the bed, and
ignoring Sam's meek comments about 'letting himself heal', and
walked into the room, relying on a cane that had been waiting for
him to use. At once, all eyes fell on him.
" Frodo!" Arwen quicky kneeled down beside Frodo, giving him
a firece hug before stepping back to allow the others in. But Frodo
only weakly smiled at the heartfelt sentiments of the others. It was
Gimli and Legolas who first noticed why Frodo was upset. From
a box, Legolas pulled out a battered trash bin with a ring of felt on
it's edges. But before he could take out the rimed thing, Frodo was
already holding it. In his hands..was Gandalf's hat. Tears came to his
eyes suddenly, as he recalled the last moments in which he'd
mentally said goodbye forever to the wizard...
//flasback//
The Balrog roared as it caught sight of the Wizard before it. Frodo
nearly cried out in fear for him, so dwarfed was he by the beast of
Fire and Shadow.
" YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!" With both sword and staff, Gandalf
threw his hands downwards. In seconds the bridge was crumbling
into the chasym like a fireball descending upon Middle-Earth. A
sense of relief flooded Frodo. Gandalf was still standing. But the
feeling drained out of his, as one of the fire-whips curled around
Gandalf's feet, tripping him. He was pulled to the edge, where his
strength held up.
" GANDAAALF!!!!!" He looked over them, the panic in his face
quickly replaced by resignation. But when he looked upon Frodo,
the expression softened tenfold. With his eyes, Frodo pleaded
for him to hold on, but the familiar blue eyes held only a fierce will
to fight to the end. But what frightened Frodo out of his wits was
the grief in the old man's eyes. Grief, not for himself, but for the
fact that he'd never be able to protect Frodo, and also, grief
in knowing that Frodo would bear two burdens in his heart to
carry.
" Fly...you fools! Fly!" And then, he was gone.
" GANDALF! GANDAAAALF!"
//end of flashback//
" Frodo...?" He blinked back the tears to see Aragorn and the
others smling softly at him.
" He wanted you to have this, but not for the reason you think."
Frodo's brows drew together.
" It's not a momento, child. It's for keeping the sea-water out of
your face, as I know you'll want to come with me over the sea..."
That voice.....calling him 'child' as if he still were one....
" Gandalf..." The gentle smile of Gandalf's reached his sky blue
eyes this time. Frodo dropped his cane, paid no heed to the pain
in his legs, and ran at the wizard, hugging him around his middle
( for that was how tall Frodo was). Tears poured down his face
as he recalled the musky scent of travel and spice on the now
white robes of Gandalf the Grey...no....thw White!
" Gandalf...you...your...HERE! I wasen't imagining your voice on
Mount. Doom!" Here the old man kneeled, allowing the hysteric
Hobbit to hug him around the neck. He chuckled, pating the young
ringbearer on the back.
" Now now, be calm Frodo. And sit, yuor injuries are still quite
bad.
" But-"
" Frodo..." Sam grinned at this, tears in his eyes at Frodo's very
innocent character, which he feared gone for good. Trust Gandalf
to be the only one to bring the real Frodo back. The others, too,
were quite choked up, even Gimli, though he'd later furiously deny
tears and laughter.
" Rest now Frodo. For tommorow we shall pass to the Undying
lands.." Sleepily, the hobbit curled up on the couch.
" Mnph...tomorrow. Yes....always...tommorow..." A grin on thier
faces, Merry and Pippin walked in.
" Now THAT, Pip, is how a fairytale ends."
" One question, where did Gandalf get a new hat? His old one
got burned."
" He took it from some actor, some old guy from' another world',
as he put it. I think his name is Ian Mc..something."
***********************
And there is both my idea for a nice ending (a bit AU-ish) and what
happened to the hat from the movies. The idea for the wastebin came
from the fact that the crew of LotR:FotR put Gandalf's hat in a wastebin
stuffed with newspaper or something of the like, which kept the hat
crooked...LOL
SPOILERS
FOR
RETURN
OF
THE
KING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There, now no one can say they didn't get warned. ^_^
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Always There
"Frodo...Mr. Frodo! Oh, please wake up!" Frodo Baggins rubbed
his eyes. Around him sat many of the Eagles who were friends of
Gandalf's. And before him was Sam, tears in the younger Hobbit's
eyes.
" Sam...where ARE we?"
" Minath Tirath. We were rescued by the Eagles, remember? And
Gollum bite your finger? You remember that? And then-"
" SAM! Please, I'm getting a headache....I do remember though."
Sam smiled wearily, then geastured to a group of people sitting in
a room next to th bedroom Frodo found himself in. At first he had no
idea who they were, until an Elven voice cried out suddenly.
" You TOSSED Gimli?!" Gimli distinctly groaned.
" I ASKED you not to tell the elf! Aragorn, have you no honor????"
Frodo couldn't help but laugh when Arwen's sweet voice cut in.
" Actually, I overheared you two talking about it......" Gimli made
another groan.
" Elf ears. Right." Swinging his still injured leg over the bed, and
ignoring Sam's meek comments about 'letting himself heal', and
walked into the room, relying on a cane that had been waiting for
him to use. At once, all eyes fell on him.
" Frodo!" Arwen quicky kneeled down beside Frodo, giving him
a firece hug before stepping back to allow the others in. But Frodo
only weakly smiled at the heartfelt sentiments of the others. It was
Gimli and Legolas who first noticed why Frodo was upset. From
a box, Legolas pulled out a battered trash bin with a ring of felt on
it's edges. But before he could take out the rimed thing, Frodo was
already holding it. In his hands..was Gandalf's hat. Tears came to his
eyes suddenly, as he recalled the last moments in which he'd
mentally said goodbye forever to the wizard...
//flasback//
The Balrog roared as it caught sight of the Wizard before it. Frodo
nearly cried out in fear for him, so dwarfed was he by the beast of
Fire and Shadow.
" YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!" With both sword and staff, Gandalf
threw his hands downwards. In seconds the bridge was crumbling
into the chasym like a fireball descending upon Middle-Earth. A
sense of relief flooded Frodo. Gandalf was still standing. But the
feeling drained out of his, as one of the fire-whips curled around
Gandalf's feet, tripping him. He was pulled to the edge, where his
strength held up.
" GANDAAALF!!!!!" He looked over them, the panic in his face
quickly replaced by resignation. But when he looked upon Frodo,
the expression softened tenfold. With his eyes, Frodo pleaded
for him to hold on, but the familiar blue eyes held only a fierce will
to fight to the end. But what frightened Frodo out of his wits was
the grief in the old man's eyes. Grief, not for himself, but for the
fact that he'd never be able to protect Frodo, and also, grief
in knowing that Frodo would bear two burdens in his heart to
carry.
" Fly...you fools! Fly!" And then, he was gone.
" GANDALF! GANDAAAALF!"
//end of flashback//
" Frodo...?" He blinked back the tears to see Aragorn and the
others smling softly at him.
" He wanted you to have this, but not for the reason you think."
Frodo's brows drew together.
" It's not a momento, child. It's for keeping the sea-water out of
your face, as I know you'll want to come with me over the sea..."
That voice.....calling him 'child' as if he still were one....
" Gandalf..." The gentle smile of Gandalf's reached his sky blue
eyes this time. Frodo dropped his cane, paid no heed to the pain
in his legs, and ran at the wizard, hugging him around his middle
( for that was how tall Frodo was). Tears poured down his face
as he recalled the musky scent of travel and spice on the now
white robes of Gandalf the Grey...no....thw White!
" Gandalf...you...your...HERE! I wasen't imagining your voice on
Mount. Doom!" Here the old man kneeled, allowing the hysteric
Hobbit to hug him around the neck. He chuckled, pating the young
ringbearer on the back.
" Now now, be calm Frodo. And sit, yuor injuries are still quite
bad.
" But-"
" Frodo..." Sam grinned at this, tears in his eyes at Frodo's very
innocent character, which he feared gone for good. Trust Gandalf
to be the only one to bring the real Frodo back. The others, too,
were quite choked up, even Gimli, though he'd later furiously deny
tears and laughter.
" Rest now Frodo. For tommorow we shall pass to the Undying
lands.." Sleepily, the hobbit curled up on the couch.
" Mnph...tomorrow. Yes....always...tommorow..." A grin on thier
faces, Merry and Pippin walked in.
" Now THAT, Pip, is how a fairytale ends."
" One question, where did Gandalf get a new hat? His old one
got burned."
" He took it from some actor, some old guy from' another world',
as he put it. I think his name is Ian Mc..something."
***********************
And there is both my idea for a nice ending (a bit AU-ish) and what
happened to the hat from the movies. The idea for the wastebin came
from the fact that the crew of LotR:FotR put Gandalf's hat in a wastebin
stuffed with newspaper or something of the like, which kept the hat
crooked...LOL