Mistress-Samwise: 'Ello, 'ello! Yes, I'm back, after twenty-four hours. This chapter is, unfortunately, short. (Eek! Please don't kill me!) Unlike "Window To His Soul", this one wasn't finished before I published it. So I have to conserve. This one may take a while. Sorry. Just read this, okay? I'm a very busy, very burned-out high school student who has a tenuous hold on her sanity. Please, just bear with me.
VERY IMPORTANT!: Please note that the ages of various characters may be a little off. I apologize, but I'm so well adapted to the Athenian calendar (Athena's stories) of events, that it stuck with me.
DISCLAIMER: If I owned LOTR, you could never guess the things I would do with those poor characters- Oh, wait… I already torture them. Anywho, I don't own 'um. Nope.
Jaded
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Frodo's sorrow quickly turned to anger as he heard one of the nameless voices speak to him.
"Please don't cry, little one…"
Rage enshrouded his mind almost instantly at those words. He didn't know which part he hated more; the one about him crying or the one about him being little.
"You can't tell me what to do!" he screamed, tearing away from the person retraining him. Water streamed off of his dark brown hair, into his strikingly azure eyes, mingling with the tears on his face. "Get your damn hands off of me! Let go!"
The other hobbits backed away at his sudden outburst. There he was, a teenage hobbit, soaking wet, literally seething with fury. He was weeping one moment and now he was furious, ready to strike out like an injured animal.
"How could you buggers understand?" His voice cracked. "I saw my own parents drown! And you expect me not to cry? I'm sixteen, god damn it, and I'll do whatever the bloody hell I want!"
And with that, he marched off, leaving behind a very shocked group of hobbits. He went straight back to Brandy Hall, almost ripped the front door off, stepped into his room, and slammed the door shut, nearly knocking it off of its frame. His body, exhausted, slumped over onto his bed, and he laid there on the soggy covers, completely wordless.
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Mistress-Samwise: Already, off the bat, you know this is gonna be different. I wanted Frodo to be *mad* this time. Hey, wouldn't you? Not all "Poor widdle me!", more like "F*** you, man!" But just wait… Just wait… Fu fu fu fu fu! Next chapter scheduled for release: two days, maybe? Maybe less… I'll have to see…
