The Journey Begins
*~* hey every1! Hope u all like this chappy!
*~* I don't own LOTR
*~*
Frodo awoke to the birds chirping outside his bedroom window. He remembered what had happened between Sam and himself yesterday. He also wondered what it would be like when he would go to Sam's house. Frodo was a late sleeper. It was already 10:30.
"Only an hour and a half until I'm supposed to go to Sam's." he said still very sleepily and not yet quite awake.
He slowly dragged himself to the front of the house, opened the sack with the diary in it, took it out and started on the next entry:
"Today is the day I am to leave the Shire and go on this journey I have chosen to take. It's still going to be a rough start after Sam's little incident. But I'm sure we'll get over it soon." He wrote.
Frodo closed it and put it away. It was still early, but he decided to go to Sam's because he had nothing better to do.
When he opened the door he was blinded by the bright rays the sun was giving off. He trudged over to Sam's door, and before he could knock Sam swung the door open so fast Frodo jumped back a few steps.
"I'm sorry to have frightened you." Sam said.
"Oh, that's quite all right." Frodo said calming down.
"I've been waiting for you Mr. Frodo." Sam told him.
"I can see that." Frodo answered starting to let out a laugh but holding it back best he could.
"I know it's only 11:00, but would you like to have lunch now, and then we'll have time to get everything packed and in order on the carriage." Asked Sam.
"Sure, I don't see why not." He replied.
They didn't talk much while eating.
When they finished Frodo exclaimed, "That was scrumptious!"
`"Well thank you! Frodo!" Sam said happily.
"Do you think we should be heading off?" Sam asked.
"Yes, I think that would be a splendid idea. I'll go get my things. Be back in a minute.
" Frodo told Sam.
"Ok, I will too." Sam said.
Frodo walked out the door to his house. He went in and and picked up his bags, which were considerably heavy, and started dragging them over toward Sam's house when one of his neighbors stopped him and asked him where he was planning to go.
"Well, hello Mr. Baggins!" Mr. Bass exclaimed, "Where are you planning to go with those dreadfully heavy bags?"
"Oh, Sam and I are going on a journey to find myself a wife. I was getting my things to leave."
"I see, good for you! Well, I wouldn't want to hold you two up. I could help you carry those sacks of yours to Sam's house though."
"Thank you very much. I'd really appreciate it." Frodo answered gratefully for the man's kind and generous heart.
Mr. Bass took one of the sacks, pulled it over his shoulder and they went to Sam's.
When they got there Mr. Bass loaded them onto the back of the cart. They said their goodbyes and Frodo and Sam got up into the front seat and... the journey begins.
They rode in silence for a long while. Only the sound of hooves stomping on the ground and the wheels crackling under the gravel could be heard.
"So..." Sam asked not knowing what to say.
"What?" Frodo asked impatiently.
Sam asked, "What do you want to talk about?"
"I don't know if I want to talk to you now." Frodo replied not even looking at Sam, but starring into the woods instead.
Sam was very surprised and astonished at this VERY unlike Frodo remark.
"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked.
"What do you think it's supposed to mean?" Frodo retorted back to him.
"I don't know." Sam answered.
"Well you should, otherwise you must be pretty dumb."
Sam didn't know what to think. It didn't seem like Frodo at all. He seemed almost... well mean. He couldn't believe what he's just heard come from his mouth.
Suddenly, much to Frodo's surprise, Sam jumped out of the cart, without stopping to take his things with him, ran as fast as he could to his house. Then Frodo heard loud crying come from behind.
At first he just kept ridding along. Then about an hour later, he felt very guilty about what he said to his best friend who, after all helped him destroy the Ring, turned around and rode the houses until the couldn't run any more! He finally reached the Shire and ran all the way to find Sam. He rushed to the door, opened it. He heard faint cries coming from the bedroom at the far end of the house. He raced into the room, with his heart beating so fast he could feel it thumping against his chest, and saw Sam lying on the bed. He was red in the face, tears streaming down his cheeks. When he looked up he saw Frodo's face. Sam quickly turned his head to where Frodo couldn't see it. When he tried to extend his arm to comfort him he tore away from Frodo's grasp.
Frodo exclaimed, "I truly am sorry! I really don't know what got into me."
"I see." Sam said bluntly.
"Will you PLEASE forgive me? I came back for you, didn't I? Shouldn't that count for something?" Frodo cried.
"Well, yes perhaps you should. That was very kind of you, but I GUESS I could forgive you, I will be difficult, but after all.... We've been best friends ever since we were little. I could stand to see it end like this."
"You don't know how much I appreciate that. I would've been lonely without you." Said Frodo.
"So would I. so would I." Sam replied.
"How about we leave tomorrow, we can all get some rest." Frodo asked him.
"That sounds good." Sam answered wiping away the remaining tears on his face.
"Ok. See you tomorrow." Frodo said.
Goodbye Mr. Frodo!"
*~* hey every1! Hope u all like this chappy!
*~* I don't own LOTR
*~*
Frodo awoke to the birds chirping outside his bedroom window. He remembered what had happened between Sam and himself yesterday. He also wondered what it would be like when he would go to Sam's house. Frodo was a late sleeper. It was already 10:30.
"Only an hour and a half until I'm supposed to go to Sam's." he said still very sleepily and not yet quite awake.
He slowly dragged himself to the front of the house, opened the sack with the diary in it, took it out and started on the next entry:
"Today is the day I am to leave the Shire and go on this journey I have chosen to take. It's still going to be a rough start after Sam's little incident. But I'm sure we'll get over it soon." He wrote.
Frodo closed it and put it away. It was still early, but he decided to go to Sam's because he had nothing better to do.
When he opened the door he was blinded by the bright rays the sun was giving off. He trudged over to Sam's door, and before he could knock Sam swung the door open so fast Frodo jumped back a few steps.
"I'm sorry to have frightened you." Sam said.
"Oh, that's quite all right." Frodo said calming down.
"I've been waiting for you Mr. Frodo." Sam told him.
"I can see that." Frodo answered starting to let out a laugh but holding it back best he could.
"I know it's only 11:00, but would you like to have lunch now, and then we'll have time to get everything packed and in order on the carriage." Asked Sam.
"Sure, I don't see why not." He replied.
They didn't talk much while eating.
When they finished Frodo exclaimed, "That was scrumptious!"
`"Well thank you! Frodo!" Sam said happily.
"Do you think we should be heading off?" Sam asked.
"Yes, I think that would be a splendid idea. I'll go get my things. Be back in a minute.
" Frodo told Sam.
"Ok, I will too." Sam said.
Frodo walked out the door to his house. He went in and and picked up his bags, which were considerably heavy, and started dragging them over toward Sam's house when one of his neighbors stopped him and asked him where he was planning to go.
"Well, hello Mr. Baggins!" Mr. Bass exclaimed, "Where are you planning to go with those dreadfully heavy bags?"
"Oh, Sam and I are going on a journey to find myself a wife. I was getting my things to leave."
"I see, good for you! Well, I wouldn't want to hold you two up. I could help you carry those sacks of yours to Sam's house though."
"Thank you very much. I'd really appreciate it." Frodo answered gratefully for the man's kind and generous heart.
Mr. Bass took one of the sacks, pulled it over his shoulder and they went to Sam's.
When they got there Mr. Bass loaded them onto the back of the cart. They said their goodbyes and Frodo and Sam got up into the front seat and... the journey begins.
They rode in silence for a long while. Only the sound of hooves stomping on the ground and the wheels crackling under the gravel could be heard.
"So..." Sam asked not knowing what to say.
"What?" Frodo asked impatiently.
Sam asked, "What do you want to talk about?"
"I don't know if I want to talk to you now." Frodo replied not even looking at Sam, but starring into the woods instead.
Sam was very surprised and astonished at this VERY unlike Frodo remark.
"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked.
"What do you think it's supposed to mean?" Frodo retorted back to him.
"I don't know." Sam answered.
"Well you should, otherwise you must be pretty dumb."
Sam didn't know what to think. It didn't seem like Frodo at all. He seemed almost... well mean. He couldn't believe what he's just heard come from his mouth.
Suddenly, much to Frodo's surprise, Sam jumped out of the cart, without stopping to take his things with him, ran as fast as he could to his house. Then Frodo heard loud crying come from behind.
At first he just kept ridding along. Then about an hour later, he felt very guilty about what he said to his best friend who, after all helped him destroy the Ring, turned around and rode the houses until the couldn't run any more! He finally reached the Shire and ran all the way to find Sam. He rushed to the door, opened it. He heard faint cries coming from the bedroom at the far end of the house. He raced into the room, with his heart beating so fast he could feel it thumping against his chest, and saw Sam lying on the bed. He was red in the face, tears streaming down his cheeks. When he looked up he saw Frodo's face. Sam quickly turned his head to where Frodo couldn't see it. When he tried to extend his arm to comfort him he tore away from Frodo's grasp.
Frodo exclaimed, "I truly am sorry! I really don't know what got into me."
"I see." Sam said bluntly.
"Will you PLEASE forgive me? I came back for you, didn't I? Shouldn't that count for something?" Frodo cried.
"Well, yes perhaps you should. That was very kind of you, but I GUESS I could forgive you, I will be difficult, but after all.... We've been best friends ever since we were little. I could stand to see it end like this."
"You don't know how much I appreciate that. I would've been lonely without you." Said Frodo.
"So would I. so would I." Sam replied.
"How about we leave tomorrow, we can all get some rest." Frodo asked him.
"That sounds good." Sam answered wiping away the remaining tears on his face.
"Ok. See you tomorrow." Frodo said.
Goodbye Mr. Frodo!"