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Chapter 14: Making Merry.
*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^* Darla smiled broadly at everyone in the room. She walked forward to Aragorn and curtsied before him.
"Your grandness," she whispered.
"Rise Darla, you are among friends. We are all equal here." She stood back up smiling.
"Thank you sir!" she smiled. Pippin stared.
"Who are you?" he asked. Darla just laughed as Merry strode to her side.
"Can't you see Pip? It's clear, this is Darla, our dear friend and companion," he smiled. Darla felt her smile falter. Did Merry call her a friend? He had never called her just a friend before.
"It can't be, Darla's got hands!" he laughed. Darla lifted her arms to examine her sleeves.
"Oh my!" she laughed, "I seem to have misplaced my hands! Merry help me find them!"
Soon the three hobbits were laughing and going on as if it was old times again. As if Frodo had not left and they were just back when they had just met. When there were no strange feelings between Darla and Merry.
"I can see you three are very glad to be together again," the king laughed at their antics, "I have some important business to tend to, so I must leave you. Good bye." He strode out of the room. Arwen walked forward and whispered in Darla's ear.
"Work him like magic," she advised, and walked out the room with her flock of followers. Now there was only Pippin, Merry, and Darla left in the room.
"I feel the need to go walk, so long you two," Pippin smiled and wandered off. Darla looked at Merry.
"I don't think they like me," she smiled.
"They're just jealous," he teased, "Pip just wishes he could wear dresses."
"I HEARD THAT!" yelled the other hobbit outside of the door. They both laughed loudly. Darla looked at her friend. No not friend. What was he now? Well, she looked at Merry long and hard.
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Darla had been looking at him.
"What are you looking at?" he asked.
"You," she responded, not shifting her gaze.
"I can see that, but why?"
"I don't know," she smiled.
"You seem different today Darla," Merry confessed.
"I feel different Merry."
"How so?"
"I don't know, but for some reason it seems that the one thing that they've been trying to tell me has finally sunk in."
"What have they been trying to tell you?" he asked curious.
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
"Yes I would actually."
"There are some things women like to keep secret."
"Like????" Darla sighed.
"You never give up do you Merry?"
"No I don't," he replied seriously. Darla's smile faded.
"I doubted you did," she sighed looking towards the ground.
"Darla I will never stop loving you," he said raising her face to his.
"Merry, I don't think I could ever love again," she wept tears beginning to stream down her face.
"I know you can. I know how afraid you are that I will disappear too, but I'm not!"
"You can't control death," she whispered darkly. Merry brought his face close to hers.
"I cannot, but sometimes, love can overcome death." He smiled. She looked down and smiled weakly.
"Merry, why do you make me smile through my tears?" she asked wiping her face with the back of her hand.
"It's because I love you," he answered simply gently kissing her forehead and leaving the room.
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Darla dropped to the floor in a heap. Merry had left the room and with him he had taken something from her. He had stolen her heart. She put her head in her hands and wept. Why did it feel this way? She felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from her. That crushing feeling of sadness that had plagued her for the past month flowed out of her in her tears. She had never noticed Merry's smile that way before, she had never seen his eyes that way before. Now she wanted nothing more but to see them.
But would she ever get to see them look at her in love again? Had she messed it all up? Why was she so blind? Darla pounded her head on the floor. It was at that moment that Arwen rushed in and kneeled by her side.
"What happened?" she asked.
"I love him," she cried hugging the elf sadly.
"Then why are you crying," she asked very puzzled.
"I don't know," she began laughing through her tears. The two very different women sat there and laughed for a while when finally Darla felt her eyes dry.
"What am I going to do?" she asked Arwen sitting up on the floor.
"What do you mean? You love him, right?"
"Yes,"
"Then, you should tell him,"
"It's not that easy, Arwen. I have been denying him and his love for me for the past month. What if he doesn't love me anymore."
"I have the feeling he does, but just to be sure..." Arwen trailed off smiling mischievously.
"What do you have up your sleeve Arwen?" she asked as the elf beside her stood up.
"I propose that we give your Merry a night to remember," she smiled helping Darla to her feet.
"I still do not understand," Darla answered.
"I'll explain in good time, but first, I must pay my husband a visit," Arwen then briskly walked off.
Darla was alone yet again. She walked over to a chair and plopped down in it. She sighed. Looking around the room she drummed her fingers on the table. It was odd. She had a strange eager feeling down in the pit of her stomach. She couldn't sit still. Darla began to swing her feet back and forth. This too became boring. She sighed yet again and leaned her head back and gazed at the ceiling.
"So this is what love feels like," she whispered and placed her hands over her eyes.
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"Arwen that idea is ludicrous!!!" Aragorn shrieked. *A/N: Yes shrieked, it ain't very manly, but he shrieked okay?*
"Yes, but can't you see her point," Pippin chimed in, "I mean this is the only way they'll fall for it, and plus it's ten times better than any of the ideas we had." Aragorn crossed his arms in defiance.
"Awwwww" Arwen whined, "Pweese?? Araiegornie??? Pweese???" He looked at his pleading wife who was giving him the trademark 'puppy dog eyes.'
"Oh Alright!" he mumbled. Arwen yelled happily and kissed her scruffy husband on the cheek.
"Thank you honey!" she yelled running out the door and back to where she had left Darla.
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Merry was standing out in one of the many courtyards of the palace. It was late at night and he couldn't sleep. Pippin had told him to go take a walk and thinking the idea was a good one he went to where Pippin directed him. It was a very lovely courtyard. Very spacious and full of violets. He walked past a tree with a strange fruit growing on it and grazed the bark. He had a sudden flash of de ja voo.
Darla was standing in the middle of the clearing her arms outstretched over her head. She was smiling, such a smile she had smiled. Her hair was glistening in the brilliant sunshine. It was magical. That was how she had described it, magical.
He was brought back to reality when he realized that he was not alone. He looked ahead to see Darla standing by a large weeping willow. She was standing in a lone patch of moonlight her hair becoming silver where it fell. She smiled, just like she had on that magical day. He quickly walked up to her.
"What are you doing here?" he asked.
"Waiting," she whispered her eyes glittering in the moonlight. There was a rebellious gleam to them, it had been so long since he had seen that.
"What are you waiting for?" he asked yet again. She just nodded up at the sky. He turned to look at it. There were all the bright summer constellations hung around the bright full moon. He saw nothing out of the ordinary.
"I don't-"
"Shh! Keep watching," she whispered. He continued to stare up at the sky. Suddenly without warning a shooting star flew across the bright summer sky.
"Now close your eyes and make a wish," she ordered quietly. He closed his eyes and wished for the one thing he wanted most: for Darla to love him.
"Are you done?" she asked. He nodded his eyes still closed. "Now open," she commanded. He opened his eyes to see Darla standing in front of him.
"Merry there is something I must tell you," she began, he could see her body shaking, "I must apologize for all that I've put you through. For every time I've let you kiss me and not meant the love that you've meant. I must apologize for being so blind to every bit of love that you've cast upon me, and for every single time I've cried on your shoulder, and in my heart loved someone who will never love back. But most of all I'm sorry for this," she whispered finally wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him.
Merry felt his heart leap at the touch of her lips and was soon lost to the world. Time stopped and their embrace was the only thing in the world. As she pulled away Merry looked into her eyes and saw complete and utter happiness.
"D-D-Darla?" he stammered.
"Yes Merry?" she answered reaching into her sleeve and grapping an unknown piece of material.
"Does this mean?"
"That I love you?" she finished placing a very familiar hat on her head and smiling mischievously. He could only nod. She smiled and pulled him into another kiss yet again. That was a yes, if there ever was one.
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Okay now how many of you are saying FINALLY? Yeah me too and I'm writing this thing! Okay, as you may be able to tell this fic is coming to a close. I don't know how much is left but it's about over. Sorry ya'll, but don't worry, I almost always do sequels!! Laterz and luvz-DB:D
Disclaimer: I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts.. But I do not own LOTR so take that!
Chapter 14: Making Merry.
*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^* Darla smiled broadly at everyone in the room. She walked forward to Aragorn and curtsied before him.
"Your grandness," she whispered.
"Rise Darla, you are among friends. We are all equal here." She stood back up smiling.
"Thank you sir!" she smiled. Pippin stared.
"Who are you?" he asked. Darla just laughed as Merry strode to her side.
"Can't you see Pip? It's clear, this is Darla, our dear friend and companion," he smiled. Darla felt her smile falter. Did Merry call her a friend? He had never called her just a friend before.
"It can't be, Darla's got hands!" he laughed. Darla lifted her arms to examine her sleeves.
"Oh my!" she laughed, "I seem to have misplaced my hands! Merry help me find them!"
Soon the three hobbits were laughing and going on as if it was old times again. As if Frodo had not left and they were just back when they had just met. When there were no strange feelings between Darla and Merry.
"I can see you three are very glad to be together again," the king laughed at their antics, "I have some important business to tend to, so I must leave you. Good bye." He strode out of the room. Arwen walked forward and whispered in Darla's ear.
"Work him like magic," she advised, and walked out the room with her flock of followers. Now there was only Pippin, Merry, and Darla left in the room.
"I feel the need to go walk, so long you two," Pippin smiled and wandered off. Darla looked at Merry.
"I don't think they like me," she smiled.
"They're just jealous," he teased, "Pip just wishes he could wear dresses."
"I HEARD THAT!" yelled the other hobbit outside of the door. They both laughed loudly. Darla looked at her friend. No not friend. What was he now? Well, she looked at Merry long and hard.
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Darla had been looking at him.
"What are you looking at?" he asked.
"You," she responded, not shifting her gaze.
"I can see that, but why?"
"I don't know," she smiled.
"You seem different today Darla," Merry confessed.
"I feel different Merry."
"How so?"
"I don't know, but for some reason it seems that the one thing that they've been trying to tell me has finally sunk in."
"What have they been trying to tell you?" he asked curious.
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
"Yes I would actually."
"There are some things women like to keep secret."
"Like????" Darla sighed.
"You never give up do you Merry?"
"No I don't," he replied seriously. Darla's smile faded.
"I doubted you did," she sighed looking towards the ground.
"Darla I will never stop loving you," he said raising her face to his.
"Merry, I don't think I could ever love again," she wept tears beginning to stream down her face.
"I know you can. I know how afraid you are that I will disappear too, but I'm not!"
"You can't control death," she whispered darkly. Merry brought his face close to hers.
"I cannot, but sometimes, love can overcome death." He smiled. She looked down and smiled weakly.
"Merry, why do you make me smile through my tears?" she asked wiping her face with the back of her hand.
"It's because I love you," he answered simply gently kissing her forehead and leaving the room.
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Darla dropped to the floor in a heap. Merry had left the room and with him he had taken something from her. He had stolen her heart. She put her head in her hands and wept. Why did it feel this way? She felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from her. That crushing feeling of sadness that had plagued her for the past month flowed out of her in her tears. She had never noticed Merry's smile that way before, she had never seen his eyes that way before. Now she wanted nothing more but to see them.
But would she ever get to see them look at her in love again? Had she messed it all up? Why was she so blind? Darla pounded her head on the floor. It was at that moment that Arwen rushed in and kneeled by her side.
"What happened?" she asked.
"I love him," she cried hugging the elf sadly.
"Then why are you crying," she asked very puzzled.
"I don't know," she began laughing through her tears. The two very different women sat there and laughed for a while when finally Darla felt her eyes dry.
"What am I going to do?" she asked Arwen sitting up on the floor.
"What do you mean? You love him, right?"
"Yes,"
"Then, you should tell him,"
"It's not that easy, Arwen. I have been denying him and his love for me for the past month. What if he doesn't love me anymore."
"I have the feeling he does, but just to be sure..." Arwen trailed off smiling mischievously.
"What do you have up your sleeve Arwen?" she asked as the elf beside her stood up.
"I propose that we give your Merry a night to remember," she smiled helping Darla to her feet.
"I still do not understand," Darla answered.
"I'll explain in good time, but first, I must pay my husband a visit," Arwen then briskly walked off.
Darla was alone yet again. She walked over to a chair and plopped down in it. She sighed. Looking around the room she drummed her fingers on the table. It was odd. She had a strange eager feeling down in the pit of her stomach. She couldn't sit still. Darla began to swing her feet back and forth. This too became boring. She sighed yet again and leaned her head back and gazed at the ceiling.
"So this is what love feels like," she whispered and placed her hands over her eyes.
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"Arwen that idea is ludicrous!!!" Aragorn shrieked. *A/N: Yes shrieked, it ain't very manly, but he shrieked okay?*
"Yes, but can't you see her point," Pippin chimed in, "I mean this is the only way they'll fall for it, and plus it's ten times better than any of the ideas we had." Aragorn crossed his arms in defiance.
"Awwwww" Arwen whined, "Pweese?? Araiegornie??? Pweese???" He looked at his pleading wife who was giving him the trademark 'puppy dog eyes.'
"Oh Alright!" he mumbled. Arwen yelled happily and kissed her scruffy husband on the cheek.
"Thank you honey!" she yelled running out the door and back to where she had left Darla.
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Merry was standing out in one of the many courtyards of the palace. It was late at night and he couldn't sleep. Pippin had told him to go take a walk and thinking the idea was a good one he went to where Pippin directed him. It was a very lovely courtyard. Very spacious and full of violets. He walked past a tree with a strange fruit growing on it and grazed the bark. He had a sudden flash of de ja voo.
Darla was standing in the middle of the clearing her arms outstretched over her head. She was smiling, such a smile she had smiled. Her hair was glistening in the brilliant sunshine. It was magical. That was how she had described it, magical.
He was brought back to reality when he realized that he was not alone. He looked ahead to see Darla standing by a large weeping willow. She was standing in a lone patch of moonlight her hair becoming silver where it fell. She smiled, just like she had on that magical day. He quickly walked up to her.
"What are you doing here?" he asked.
"Waiting," she whispered her eyes glittering in the moonlight. There was a rebellious gleam to them, it had been so long since he had seen that.
"What are you waiting for?" he asked yet again. She just nodded up at the sky. He turned to look at it. There were all the bright summer constellations hung around the bright full moon. He saw nothing out of the ordinary.
"I don't-"
"Shh! Keep watching," she whispered. He continued to stare up at the sky. Suddenly without warning a shooting star flew across the bright summer sky.
"Now close your eyes and make a wish," she ordered quietly. He closed his eyes and wished for the one thing he wanted most: for Darla to love him.
"Are you done?" she asked. He nodded his eyes still closed. "Now open," she commanded. He opened his eyes to see Darla standing in front of him.
"Merry there is something I must tell you," she began, he could see her body shaking, "I must apologize for all that I've put you through. For every time I've let you kiss me and not meant the love that you've meant. I must apologize for being so blind to every bit of love that you've cast upon me, and for every single time I've cried on your shoulder, and in my heart loved someone who will never love back. But most of all I'm sorry for this," she whispered finally wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him.
Merry felt his heart leap at the touch of her lips and was soon lost to the world. Time stopped and their embrace was the only thing in the world. As she pulled away Merry looked into her eyes and saw complete and utter happiness.
"D-D-Darla?" he stammered.
"Yes Merry?" she answered reaching into her sleeve and grapping an unknown piece of material.
"Does this mean?"
"That I love you?" she finished placing a very familiar hat on her head and smiling mischievously. He could only nod. She smiled and pulled him into another kiss yet again. That was a yes, if there ever was one.
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Okay now how many of you are saying FINALLY? Yeah me too and I'm writing this thing! Okay, as you may be able to tell this fic is coming to a close. I don't know how much is left but it's about over. Sorry ya'll, but don't worry, I almost always do sequels!! Laterz and luvz-DB:D