Hey ya'll! I have sum good stuff in store for this chapter so here ya go!
Here is the next friggin chapter!
Disclaimer: I'm not gonna say it, I'm not going to admit that I do not own Lord of the Rings! *pause* Oh crap.
Chapter 15: Privileges
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"FINALLY!!!!!" screamed a voice from behind them. Merry turned quickly to see Pippin standing under the willow in the shadows.
"What are you doing here, Pip?" he asked shocked and bit embarrassed.
"Well, don't you know? I'm here for the grand event!"
"Grand event?" asked Darla she didn't even know about this.
"You don't know?" asked Pippin, he turned behind him and called back under the willow, "Who forgot to tell at least one of them?"
"It wasn't me!!" Chorused Arwen and Aragorn coming out of the shadows together.
"Okay this is really creeping me out!" Merry exclaimed, "Did you know they were here?" he asked turning to Darla. She looked at the ground sheepishly.
"Oh my goodness!!!" he said appalled, "So you set this up?"
"Actually Arwen did!" Darla confessed.
"But the star-the kiss-the-"
"I'm an elf, Merry, they don't call me the 'evenstar' for nothing," Arwen smiled coming up behind Darla.
"You have to admit though," Darla added quickly, "It was pretty romantic."
"Yeah, I guess" he admitted.
"But, I don't know about some 'grand event." Darla said looking up at Arwen.
"Well, this actually was the boy's doing. They have been planning this for quiet some time now, I think it would be best if they were to explain."
Pippin nodded and went over to Merry's side. He whispered in his ear, Darla watched as his expression changed. He turned and looked from Darla to Pippin and back again. He raised a quizzical eyebrow to his friend. Pippin just nodded and stepped back. Merry took a deep breath and stepped toward Darla.
He took her hand in his and bent down on one knee. Darla gasped, was this really happening? He looked up into her eyes, they were filled with fear. He had been turned down by her so many times, she could understand his fear.
"Darla," he began his voice wavering, "Darla-Darlin? I-I know that this is really sudden, and that this is really really awkward, but." He paused, "I've loved you since the moment I met you. You may not have, but I have persisted and I was encouraged by your own dying mother. I promised my friends that I would marry you one day and- I want to ask you to do just that. Darla Duklemyer, will you marry me?"
Darla couldn't breathe. She opened her mouth but no words came out. She stood there gaping like a fish out of water. Merry just raised his eye brows worriedly. Finally Darla steadied her self long enough to squeak out her answer.
"Yes Meriadoc, I will marry you!!!" she yelled shrilly bending down and grasping him in a massive hug. She felt her eyes fill with tears.
"How about right now?" asked Pippin stepping toward them. Darla looked up shocked.
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Merry couldn't breathe. He was going to marry Darla. But Pippin hadn't mentioned right then.
"What do you mean right now?" he asked.
"Right now, here in the moonlight. Aragorn and I have worked it all out. We have rings and everything." Pippin explained.
"But, we just got engaged!" Darla exclaimed.
"Yes, but you love each other, and if it doesn't work out Aragorn can undo the marriage if you wish," he went on. Merry's head was swimming.
"This is too fast, I mean, can Aragorn even marry us?" he asked standing up and walking under the willow. He looked to see that they had constructed an arch under the tree to look like an actual wedding.
"I'm a King I can do anything," Aragorn replied crossing his arms over his chest. Merry looked over at Darla still knelling on the ground. She had a dazed and glazed look on her face.
"Let Darla and I talk about this together for a moment, okay?" he asked. The others nodded and went to the other end of the courtyard.
Merry bent down next to her and smiled.
"What do you think of all this?" he asked nodding his head toward the group.
"I think it's romantic, and whimsical, and crazy all at the same time," she murmured looking Merry in the eye.
"You're right, but still, we haven't even officially courted," he mused.
"True, but we did have an amazing adventure, that must count for something," she teased her eyes gleaming in the moonlight. Merry looked into those eyes, he could feel her eagerness and willingness to embark on another adventure.
"Do you want to marry me right here and now? Never get the chance to see another hobbit, and be my wife." Darla smiled up at him rebelliously. She adjusted his hat on her head.
"I'm ready to become Mrs. Merry Brandybuck!" she smiled. Merry's heart leapt with joy. He smiled back.
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"Do you Darla Duklemyer, take Meriadoc Brandybuck as your lawful wedded husband?" asked Aragorn standing in front of Darla and Merry.
"You bet I do," she smiled glancing at Merry happily.
"And do you Me-"
"I do!" he but in quickly. Aragorn looked at him sharply and smiled.
"I now announce you hobbit and wife!" he exclaimed spreading his arms and briskly walking away.
"Excuse me, but you forgot something!" Merry called after him.
"What?" he asked turning back around.
"The best part," he said turning toward Darla and smiling.
"Oh yes! You may now kiss the bride," he replied unenthusiastically walking out of the courtyard. Darla didn't notice all she felt was Merry's arms around her waist and his lips against hers. The rest of the night was a blur.
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Darla squinted her eyes to the bright sunshine. She rolled over on the bed and stuck her head under the pillow. She had had the most wonderful dream. In it she had left her home in the Shire and traveled to Gondor, and fallen in love and gotten married. It was all too surreal to even remember. She sighed.
"What's wrong?" asked a voice next to her. The entire world stopped. Darla slowly pulled her head out from under the pillow and looked on the bed next to her. Merry lay next to her with his head propped up on his elbow. Darla smiled and rolled off the bed.
"Are you okay?" Merry asked concerned looking over the edge of the bed. Darla quickly stood up and brushed herself off, she was wearing one of Merry's shirts. She began laughing and jumped back on to the bed.
"I'm more than okay Merry, I'm the happiest hobbit in the world!" she giggled. Merry sat up and beamed back at her.
"It's crazy isn't it?" he mused looking deep into her eyes, "This time yesterday I was moping about thinking that I would never get the chance to love you." He brushed a lock of hair out of her face, "And now, we're married." Darla nodded and leaned her head on his shoulder, it fit perfectly.
"I woke this morning thinking it was all a dream, and then I heard your voice and realized that it was all real. I don't think I've ever been so relieved in my life!" she gushed closing her eyes in ecstasy.
"What do you think everyone back in the Shire would be thinking?" asked Merry putting his arm around her shoulder.
"I think that Rosie and Sam would be very happy, but tell us that they knew it was bound to happen, Aron would scoff and continue drinking his life away, my parents-" she stopped short.
"Your parents would be very proud of you for being able to come all the way out here, and make such a hard decision on your own," Merry finished kissing the top of her head. Darla looked up at him and smiled.
"No, they would be proud that I had picked such an amazing hobbit as their son in law," she smiled sitting up and kissing his nose. He smiled and rolled her over and began tickling her.
"You know what the best thing about being married to you is?" he asked as she tried to wriggle away.
"What?" she gasped. He stopped leaning his face over hers.
"Being able to tickle you, and hold you, and kiss you whenever I feel like it," he answered bending down and kissing her.
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Okay guys here's the dish. The next chapter, shall be the last chapter. I'm still mulling over in my head whether to do a sequel or not. If so, though, I wouldn't start it for a while. I'm thinking about trying a comedy story first and also I really need to concentrate on school right now. But that's all I gotta tell ya'll. Take care, and don't eat food that smells like rotten eggs! -DB:D
Disclaimer: I'm not gonna say it, I'm not going to admit that I do not own Lord of the Rings! *pause* Oh crap.
Chapter 15: Privileges
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"FINALLY!!!!!" screamed a voice from behind them. Merry turned quickly to see Pippin standing under the willow in the shadows.
"What are you doing here, Pip?" he asked shocked and bit embarrassed.
"Well, don't you know? I'm here for the grand event!"
"Grand event?" asked Darla she didn't even know about this.
"You don't know?" asked Pippin, he turned behind him and called back under the willow, "Who forgot to tell at least one of them?"
"It wasn't me!!" Chorused Arwen and Aragorn coming out of the shadows together.
"Okay this is really creeping me out!" Merry exclaimed, "Did you know they were here?" he asked turning to Darla. She looked at the ground sheepishly.
"Oh my goodness!!!" he said appalled, "So you set this up?"
"Actually Arwen did!" Darla confessed.
"But the star-the kiss-the-"
"I'm an elf, Merry, they don't call me the 'evenstar' for nothing," Arwen smiled coming up behind Darla.
"You have to admit though," Darla added quickly, "It was pretty romantic."
"Yeah, I guess" he admitted.
"But, I don't know about some 'grand event." Darla said looking up at Arwen.
"Well, this actually was the boy's doing. They have been planning this for quiet some time now, I think it would be best if they were to explain."
Pippin nodded and went over to Merry's side. He whispered in his ear, Darla watched as his expression changed. He turned and looked from Darla to Pippin and back again. He raised a quizzical eyebrow to his friend. Pippin just nodded and stepped back. Merry took a deep breath and stepped toward Darla.
He took her hand in his and bent down on one knee. Darla gasped, was this really happening? He looked up into her eyes, they were filled with fear. He had been turned down by her so many times, she could understand his fear.
"Darla," he began his voice wavering, "Darla-Darlin? I-I know that this is really sudden, and that this is really really awkward, but." He paused, "I've loved you since the moment I met you. You may not have, but I have persisted and I was encouraged by your own dying mother. I promised my friends that I would marry you one day and- I want to ask you to do just that. Darla Duklemyer, will you marry me?"
Darla couldn't breathe. She opened her mouth but no words came out. She stood there gaping like a fish out of water. Merry just raised his eye brows worriedly. Finally Darla steadied her self long enough to squeak out her answer.
"Yes Meriadoc, I will marry you!!!" she yelled shrilly bending down and grasping him in a massive hug. She felt her eyes fill with tears.
"How about right now?" asked Pippin stepping toward them. Darla looked up shocked.
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Merry couldn't breathe. He was going to marry Darla. But Pippin hadn't mentioned right then.
"What do you mean right now?" he asked.
"Right now, here in the moonlight. Aragorn and I have worked it all out. We have rings and everything." Pippin explained.
"But, we just got engaged!" Darla exclaimed.
"Yes, but you love each other, and if it doesn't work out Aragorn can undo the marriage if you wish," he went on. Merry's head was swimming.
"This is too fast, I mean, can Aragorn even marry us?" he asked standing up and walking under the willow. He looked to see that they had constructed an arch under the tree to look like an actual wedding.
"I'm a King I can do anything," Aragorn replied crossing his arms over his chest. Merry looked over at Darla still knelling on the ground. She had a dazed and glazed look on her face.
"Let Darla and I talk about this together for a moment, okay?" he asked. The others nodded and went to the other end of the courtyard.
Merry bent down next to her and smiled.
"What do you think of all this?" he asked nodding his head toward the group.
"I think it's romantic, and whimsical, and crazy all at the same time," she murmured looking Merry in the eye.
"You're right, but still, we haven't even officially courted," he mused.
"True, but we did have an amazing adventure, that must count for something," she teased her eyes gleaming in the moonlight. Merry looked into those eyes, he could feel her eagerness and willingness to embark on another adventure.
"Do you want to marry me right here and now? Never get the chance to see another hobbit, and be my wife." Darla smiled up at him rebelliously. She adjusted his hat on her head.
"I'm ready to become Mrs. Merry Brandybuck!" she smiled. Merry's heart leapt with joy. He smiled back.
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"Do you Darla Duklemyer, take Meriadoc Brandybuck as your lawful wedded husband?" asked Aragorn standing in front of Darla and Merry.
"You bet I do," she smiled glancing at Merry happily.
"And do you Me-"
"I do!" he but in quickly. Aragorn looked at him sharply and smiled.
"I now announce you hobbit and wife!" he exclaimed spreading his arms and briskly walking away.
"Excuse me, but you forgot something!" Merry called after him.
"What?" he asked turning back around.
"The best part," he said turning toward Darla and smiling.
"Oh yes! You may now kiss the bride," he replied unenthusiastically walking out of the courtyard. Darla didn't notice all she felt was Merry's arms around her waist and his lips against hers. The rest of the night was a blur.
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Darla squinted her eyes to the bright sunshine. She rolled over on the bed and stuck her head under the pillow. She had had the most wonderful dream. In it she had left her home in the Shire and traveled to Gondor, and fallen in love and gotten married. It was all too surreal to even remember. She sighed.
"What's wrong?" asked a voice next to her. The entire world stopped. Darla slowly pulled her head out from under the pillow and looked on the bed next to her. Merry lay next to her with his head propped up on his elbow. Darla smiled and rolled off the bed.
"Are you okay?" Merry asked concerned looking over the edge of the bed. Darla quickly stood up and brushed herself off, she was wearing one of Merry's shirts. She began laughing and jumped back on to the bed.
"I'm more than okay Merry, I'm the happiest hobbit in the world!" she giggled. Merry sat up and beamed back at her.
"It's crazy isn't it?" he mused looking deep into her eyes, "This time yesterday I was moping about thinking that I would never get the chance to love you." He brushed a lock of hair out of her face, "And now, we're married." Darla nodded and leaned her head on his shoulder, it fit perfectly.
"I woke this morning thinking it was all a dream, and then I heard your voice and realized that it was all real. I don't think I've ever been so relieved in my life!" she gushed closing her eyes in ecstasy.
"What do you think everyone back in the Shire would be thinking?" asked Merry putting his arm around her shoulder.
"I think that Rosie and Sam would be very happy, but tell us that they knew it was bound to happen, Aron would scoff and continue drinking his life away, my parents-" she stopped short.
"Your parents would be very proud of you for being able to come all the way out here, and make such a hard decision on your own," Merry finished kissing the top of her head. Darla looked up at him and smiled.
"No, they would be proud that I had picked such an amazing hobbit as their son in law," she smiled sitting up and kissing his nose. He smiled and rolled her over and began tickling her.
"You know what the best thing about being married to you is?" he asked as she tried to wriggle away.
"What?" she gasped. He stopped leaning his face over hers.
"Being able to tickle you, and hold you, and kiss you whenever I feel like it," he answered bending down and kissing her.
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Okay guys here's the dish. The next chapter, shall be the last chapter. I'm still mulling over in my head whether to do a sequel or not. If so, though, I wouldn't start it for a while. I'm thinking about trying a comedy story first and also I really need to concentrate on school right now. But that's all I gotta tell ya'll. Take care, and don't eat food that smells like rotten eggs! -DB:D