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A/N: I'M SO SORRY!!!! WORK HAS BEEN INSANE LATELY!!! I MEAN.C'MON, CUT ME SOME SLACK HERE WE'RE IN THE MIDDLE OF A WAR!!! Okay.I'm done giving myself excuses.I'll be able to write more soon, just, I can't do much right now.So.Much.WORK 9_9;;;;;;;;
Time: Shock
"I'm right behind you, Boromir," Pippin said rather shakily. He clutched to the man's sleeve as they slowly walked toward Holly. She threw the apple core behind her and stood up, smiling at them and walked sluggishly to them. "Hey guys! How ya doin?" she said casually, as if welcoming old friends. She gave Pippin a pat on the shoulder and poked Boromir in the ribs. He flinched and Holly winked at him. "Hol, we need to talk. We're to have dinner with my father tonight and, well, I need to make sure you're ready," he stuttered. Holly laughed and kissed her fiance on the cheek. "As long as I don't wear heels, I'm okay," she said, leading both of them to their chambers.
"Well, what do you think?" Holly said, walking out from behind her screen. Boromir and Pippin had been sitting on her bed somewhat awkwardly. Their jaws slumped when they saw her sleek form walk out from behind her vale, her hips swinging seductively. Boromir was fit to drool, but held himself back. He wouldn't be able to do something like that in front of his father. "Superb!" Pippin said, still awed and holding his thumb up in approval. Boromir only looked at him strangely and the hobbit shrugged. "Thank you," Holly said blushing. She spun once or twice for them and Boromir held up a pair of shoes. "Try these on." Holly stopped dead and backed away, holding her hands up in protest. Pippin tilted his head. "What's wrong?" he asked. "I'll wear the dress and almost anything else I'd need to wear to impress your dad, but I will.not.wear.heels!!!" "Why not?! It's not like they're going to chop your feet off!" Boromir yelled. Pippin giggled. He had been thinking the same thing. Holly shook her head vigorously and hid behind her screen. "I don't have balance worth shit with a pair of those on!" "Try them please. For me," Boromir begged. He had said the magic words.and gave her puppy eyes. Holly groaned and slumped forward, grabbing the heels roughly from his hands. "Fine!" She sat down on the bed and strapped the shoes on. Very cautiously, she stood up and took a few steps perfectly. Pippin and Boromir beamed. "See? It's not so bad!" Pippin exclaimed. Not a moment too soon, Holly fell on her rump and cried out in exasperation. "Well, I guess you aren't going to wear those," Boromir nodded. He and Pippin looked at each other and silently agreed that before the wedding, Holly would be able to wear those "freakin' shoes."
A/N: was that a good enough chapter for you? I know it was short and all but I don't have much time (I wrote this in about five minutes.) And I gotta go fly, so I'll write more tonight maybe ^_^ Woohoo! Two chapters tonight!!!
A/N: I'M SO SORRY!!!! WORK HAS BEEN INSANE LATELY!!! I MEAN.C'MON, CUT ME SOME SLACK HERE WE'RE IN THE MIDDLE OF A WAR!!! Okay.I'm done giving myself excuses.I'll be able to write more soon, just, I can't do much right now.So.Much.WORK 9_9;;;;;;;;
Time: Shock
"I'm right behind you, Boromir," Pippin said rather shakily. He clutched to the man's sleeve as they slowly walked toward Holly. She threw the apple core behind her and stood up, smiling at them and walked sluggishly to them. "Hey guys! How ya doin?" she said casually, as if welcoming old friends. She gave Pippin a pat on the shoulder and poked Boromir in the ribs. He flinched and Holly winked at him. "Hol, we need to talk. We're to have dinner with my father tonight and, well, I need to make sure you're ready," he stuttered. Holly laughed and kissed her fiance on the cheek. "As long as I don't wear heels, I'm okay," she said, leading both of them to their chambers.
"Well, what do you think?" Holly said, walking out from behind her screen. Boromir and Pippin had been sitting on her bed somewhat awkwardly. Their jaws slumped when they saw her sleek form walk out from behind her vale, her hips swinging seductively. Boromir was fit to drool, but held himself back. He wouldn't be able to do something like that in front of his father. "Superb!" Pippin said, still awed and holding his thumb up in approval. Boromir only looked at him strangely and the hobbit shrugged. "Thank you," Holly said blushing. She spun once or twice for them and Boromir held up a pair of shoes. "Try these on." Holly stopped dead and backed away, holding her hands up in protest. Pippin tilted his head. "What's wrong?" he asked. "I'll wear the dress and almost anything else I'd need to wear to impress your dad, but I will.not.wear.heels!!!" "Why not?! It's not like they're going to chop your feet off!" Boromir yelled. Pippin giggled. He had been thinking the same thing. Holly shook her head vigorously and hid behind her screen. "I don't have balance worth shit with a pair of those on!" "Try them please. For me," Boromir begged. He had said the magic words.and gave her puppy eyes. Holly groaned and slumped forward, grabbing the heels roughly from his hands. "Fine!" She sat down on the bed and strapped the shoes on. Very cautiously, she stood up and took a few steps perfectly. Pippin and Boromir beamed. "See? It's not so bad!" Pippin exclaimed. Not a moment too soon, Holly fell on her rump and cried out in exasperation. "Well, I guess you aren't going to wear those," Boromir nodded. He and Pippin looked at each other and silently agreed that before the wedding, Holly would be able to wear those "freakin' shoes."
A/N: was that a good enough chapter for you? I know it was short and all but I don't have much time (I wrote this in about five minutes.) And I gotta go fly, so I'll write more tonight maybe ^_^ Woohoo! Two chapters tonight!!!