Snow Flakes
By Robin Gurl
Chapter 9
(Sorry about the long update!!! I swear I wrote half of this chapter on paper, but I can't find it!! O_O..Did someone eat it?? *glances at Dom who is eating a marshmellow*...Hm. Oh well....^^;)
Disclaimer: *stares then shakes her head and sits on the ground with her pad*
LET'S BEGIN!!
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Green Eyes spied over the 'tall' rock and took in everything that moved or made a sound. The figure had been given the important job to watch over Sam while he was cooking. And for good reason to, no one wanted the cook to be caught! Of course, one would not think of a 12 year old Took to be the one to watch him. But it was so. Sam sighed rolling his eyes as he threw more sausages on the pan. "Mr. Took, go run off with Merry and Mr. Frodo."
"No!" Cinnamin Curls flew and bounced as the little one turned around, "Merry told me to watch and make sure no one took the food."
Sam snorted and then casted a glare towards the other two who were sitting and playing a game. He knew what Merry was up to and very smart that Brandybuck was to. But why did Sam have to get him? Why couldn't Aragorn or Gandalf be the one to take care of the brat? "Fine, then come help."
Curiously Pippin sat down beside Sam and watched intently as the Gardner prepared the warm dinner that Gandalf had promised them earlier. Tomatoes, Potatoes, Spices, Sausages, Carrots, oh!! The little Took was practically drooling. It reminded him of home.
Home.
Pippin forgot the food for a moment and looked out into the woods. He missed home alot. "I wonder what 'Nel and Pearl are up to. And 'Vinca. I wonder if she's in trouble like she use to be."
Sam stopped cooking and looked up. "I'm sure they are having a fine time outside."
"No, Pearl is married you know? She was pregnant before we left. I bet they have a child by now." The 12 year old seemed proud of the information he knew but then his face fell again. "I miss Mum and Da. Sam, do you think we'll ever get back?"
"Pip, I'm sure we will. Go run along and find Merry." This time Pippin didn't complain and stood then ran off. "Or at least I hope we will."
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"Merry!!"
The blonde turned around and got ambushed by his cousin. "Pip, I thought I told you to watch Sam." When he got no answer he pulled Pippin up and saw tears were running down the youngest face. "What's wrong?"
"I miss home." Pippin buried himself in Merry's arms like he always did when he was sad and held on. Merry held the little one tears forming in his eyes as well. "Shh, Pippy, don't cry. You know I can't stand you to cry. It'll be alright!! 'Sides we're having more fun here, right?" Pippin nodded. "Alright then, no reason to cry. I'm here, Frodo is here, and Sam. Why even Gandalf is here. Not only that," Merry said poking Pip's nose, "You wouldn't want to be around your cranky sisters would you??? All they'd do is make you dress up in lass clothes."
Pippin made a face and nodded, Merry was correct. But right now, his icky sisters probably wouldn't be so icky. Merry pulled Pippin into his lap and held him. "I know you miss home, so do I. I'm sure even your sisters wouldn't be as icky now, huh?" Merry looked to Frodo who smile softly. "But every thing will be alright, you'll see!! When we get home you will be to old to be dressed up."
"That'll be nice." The little one replied. "Merry, I'm glad we're here!! If not then Frodo would be lonely!" Pippin climbed off Merry and walked over sitting beside Frodo. "Right, Frodo?"
"Yes, Pip," Frodo ruffled the unruly curls lovingly, "I'm thankful that all of you are here."
Then Legolas walked by and once again Pippin's attention span was lost. "Legolas?"
"Yes, little one?" The Elf asked sitting down with the four hobbits. He pulled a drink out that didn't look to be hobbit or human drink. Legolas took a sip of it then noticed that three pairs of eyes were looking at him. "What?"
"What is that?" Pippin asked sitting beside the Elf.
"It's an Elven Drink. I don't think little hobbits could handle it." The Prince of Mirkwood explained.
"Why not?" Pippin pouted crossing his arms, "I'm not that little you know..."
Legolas smiled and wrapped an arm around the youngest hobbit, "I know, Pippin. I just didn't want you to get sick. Even my own kind have to be careful. Little Elf lads and lasses around your age would not be allowed to drink from this either, So do not feel bad."
"Oh, alright. So when are we going to get to Lothrien?"
"In the next day or so." Legolas looked down in surprise when Pippin planted himself in the Elf's lap. A smile creeped across the Prince's face and Legolas wrapped his arms around the hobbit, "Why? Are you ready for some much needed sleep?"
"Yes!! And food!! Tell me more about the place!!" Pippin pleaded.
"I do not remember much, I was your age last time I visited with my father. I do remember that the stairs are long and seem to extend towards the sky." Legolas continued telling the young hobbit everything he could remember, which in truth wasn't much, but it was enough to give the young Took a reason to keep waiting. After awhile Pippin's pleads of more stopped. When the Elf looked down he saw that Pippin had fallen asleep. "I sure hope that what ever you have they can heal. Something is wrong but I do not know what." He fingered the soft curls gently looking around the camp site. For once Legolas was happy that he was on this quest. If he hadn't agreed to come he might not have ever met this child of innocence.
End Chapter 9
(^^; Didn't you love the bonding between the Elf and the youngest?? XD I thought it was adorable!!)