Disclaimer: I do not own anyone or anything. (Except the little song Pippin
and Sam sing, "Rose Maiden".. I thought that up, and I'm proud.)
Chapter dedicated to my reviewers and fellow Hobbit-dancers. I figured I could do a little shout out to the people who keep me in business..
Rosa: I'm glad that you like it so far! I think you'll be likin' the third chapter.. It's all finished, I just had to create a few cliff- hangers. Go S/R!!!
Perverted Monk: Yes, Pippin kicks (sadly, I've been in Pip-mode for the past couple of days, listening to my Irish jig music and being hungry every second.. LOL) !!! Thanks for your crazy review! I laughed.. "Don't dream it- BE it!" I'm happy you like my stuff, and thanks for taking such an interest in my stories.
Sacred: Hello, cous'/Mr. Frodo! Thanks for reading. I'm glad you like it. This chap is longer, so have a lot of fun! (Ps: Boromir says "Ha! Ya do slepe!" XD!)
Chess: Ah, Chess, aka "Rosie". Thank you for your support and your many reviews. (I'm working on a little piece about Merry n' Pip.. Will be out soon.. ^_^) I love getting your opinion and thanks for your praise! Whenever I put up a new story, you are ON it! I feel so loved! Thank you!
Always, Harmonic Friction (or Pippin or Sam..)
** THE WEDDING RECEPTION OF ROSE AND SAMWISE GAMGEE**
"What do you have planned?" Meriadoc Brandybuck was asking Samwise, as they stood drinking ale with Frodo Baggins and Peregrin Took.
Samwise and Rosie had just said their vows, and there was not a face without tears after Sam finished rehearsing the poem he'd written for his new wife, his hands behind his back and his voice quavering with emotion. Frodo had delivered a speech hoping for their happiness, and Pippin had sang a very delightful song that had nothing to do with the affair (he'd been at the Gaffer's brew all ready). There was dancing going on, and the newly wedded couple had danced their dance. Now, Rosie was dancing with her friends, and Sam and his mates had headed over to sample some of the food and drink offerings.
Sam looked at Merry, confused. "How do you mean?"
Pippin grinned. "I think he's talkin' 'bout tonight, Sam. About you an' Rosie lass tonight. You know-"
"Yes, Pip, I think ol' Sam gets your meaning," Merry chortled.
Sam went bright red.
"Oh, come on now. Don't be shy," Frodo declared.
"Have you got some nice candles out?" offered Merry.
"Will you sing her a song?" Pippin inquired. "I could come by the window, stick my head in, if you fancied a bit o' music." He began to stomp his foot, then sang (again): "..and everyone knows that the smell of a rose can betwix any love-struck gent'man. Hi-didy-didy-hi-didy-di-"
The rest ignored him.
"You should make her your lovely strawberry sweetbread!" exclaimed Frodo.
Pippin stopped mid-twirl. "Have you fluffed up the pillows, Sam? It's no good if you don't."
Merry tweaked his cousin's ear. "Like you know the first thing about it..."
"It don't matter- I've got it all planned," Sam shrugged. "Been thinking about it for years, you know. Thanks or your help, but I have it covered." He looked pleased with himself.
Merry let out a puff of smoke from his pipe, shaking his head. "Would you have a look at this fellow, in't? Thinks he's quite smart, does he?"
"Perhaps he has all that planned, but he can't quite keep his footing while he does a dosey-do!" Pippin whooped, and before Sam could protest, Pippin grabbed his hands and pulled him out where the rest of the hobbits were dancing.
Frodo and Merry stood watching for a moment in silence, before Frodo sighed and spoke. "Merry, I still think of them both as little hobbit lads, running about in the fields with no worries. I can hear my aunt telling me to watch young Pip so he wouldn't be drowned in the river. I remember Samwise coming 'round early in the mornings to help out Uncle Bilbo and being learned his letters. I helped him with the alphabet as well.. Now look at them. Sam, married."
They stared out in the crowd as Pippin tried to help Sam through a fast reel.
Merry's eyes were filled with laughter as he turned and said, "Don't be downhearted, Frodo. I don't think there's any lie in my saying that the two of them still have quite a bit of growin' to do.." He grinned. "And if it makes you feel better, when Pippin is drunk, he can't go even two feet near the river."
Frodo let out a laugh, and stood for a moment. Then, he ran out to join his friends.
Chapter dedicated to my reviewers and fellow Hobbit-dancers. I figured I could do a little shout out to the people who keep me in business..
Rosa: I'm glad that you like it so far! I think you'll be likin' the third chapter.. It's all finished, I just had to create a few cliff- hangers. Go S/R!!!
Perverted Monk: Yes, Pippin kicks (sadly, I've been in Pip-mode for the past couple of days, listening to my Irish jig music and being hungry every second.. LOL) !!! Thanks for your crazy review! I laughed.. "Don't dream it- BE it!" I'm happy you like my stuff, and thanks for taking such an interest in my stories.
Sacred: Hello, cous'/Mr. Frodo! Thanks for reading. I'm glad you like it. This chap is longer, so have a lot of fun! (Ps: Boromir says "Ha! Ya do slepe!" XD!)
Chess: Ah, Chess, aka "Rosie". Thank you for your support and your many reviews. (I'm working on a little piece about Merry n' Pip.. Will be out soon.. ^_^) I love getting your opinion and thanks for your praise! Whenever I put up a new story, you are ON it! I feel so loved! Thank you!
Always, Harmonic Friction (or Pippin or Sam..)
** THE WEDDING RECEPTION OF ROSE AND SAMWISE GAMGEE**
"What do you have planned?" Meriadoc Brandybuck was asking Samwise, as they stood drinking ale with Frodo Baggins and Peregrin Took.
Samwise and Rosie had just said their vows, and there was not a face without tears after Sam finished rehearsing the poem he'd written for his new wife, his hands behind his back and his voice quavering with emotion. Frodo had delivered a speech hoping for their happiness, and Pippin had sang a very delightful song that had nothing to do with the affair (he'd been at the Gaffer's brew all ready). There was dancing going on, and the newly wedded couple had danced their dance. Now, Rosie was dancing with her friends, and Sam and his mates had headed over to sample some of the food and drink offerings.
Sam looked at Merry, confused. "How do you mean?"
Pippin grinned. "I think he's talkin' 'bout tonight, Sam. About you an' Rosie lass tonight. You know-"
"Yes, Pip, I think ol' Sam gets your meaning," Merry chortled.
Sam went bright red.
"Oh, come on now. Don't be shy," Frodo declared.
"Have you got some nice candles out?" offered Merry.
"Will you sing her a song?" Pippin inquired. "I could come by the window, stick my head in, if you fancied a bit o' music." He began to stomp his foot, then sang (again): "..and everyone knows that the smell of a rose can betwix any love-struck gent'man. Hi-didy-didy-hi-didy-di-"
The rest ignored him.
"You should make her your lovely strawberry sweetbread!" exclaimed Frodo.
Pippin stopped mid-twirl. "Have you fluffed up the pillows, Sam? It's no good if you don't."
Merry tweaked his cousin's ear. "Like you know the first thing about it..."
"It don't matter- I've got it all planned," Sam shrugged. "Been thinking about it for years, you know. Thanks or your help, but I have it covered." He looked pleased with himself.
Merry let out a puff of smoke from his pipe, shaking his head. "Would you have a look at this fellow, in't? Thinks he's quite smart, does he?"
"Perhaps he has all that planned, but he can't quite keep his footing while he does a dosey-do!" Pippin whooped, and before Sam could protest, Pippin grabbed his hands and pulled him out where the rest of the hobbits were dancing.
Frodo and Merry stood watching for a moment in silence, before Frodo sighed and spoke. "Merry, I still think of them both as little hobbit lads, running about in the fields with no worries. I can hear my aunt telling me to watch young Pip so he wouldn't be drowned in the river. I remember Samwise coming 'round early in the mornings to help out Uncle Bilbo and being learned his letters. I helped him with the alphabet as well.. Now look at them. Sam, married."
They stared out in the crowd as Pippin tried to help Sam through a fast reel.
Merry's eyes were filled with laughter as he turned and said, "Don't be downhearted, Frodo. I don't think there's any lie in my saying that the two of them still have quite a bit of growin' to do.." He grinned. "And if it makes you feel better, when Pippin is drunk, he can't go even two feet near the river."
Frodo let out a laugh, and stood for a moment. Then, he ran out to join his friends.