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own Goldilocks (Violet) or Faramir (Perry) they're in the Appendix. I do
own Happy Orcs though! So beware! BWAHAHAHAH!!!!!! Any-who, I've been
working on this fic intermittently for like, a year now, but I just made
some very important changes. Any-who please write comments!!!
-Kat
2nd Generation
Chapter 1: A Promenade
Goldilocks Violet Gamgee had spent the entire day at the Took family's country house in Willowbottom. She had listened to the Old Took complain, she had helped Mother Diamond Took to cook for the large and hungry Took brood, she had even been politely interested in Master Peregrin's lessons on the use of the Dirk (a weapon he thought was the most suitable for a young girl of a hobbit) and finally, Violet had played with the children and told them her stories. So now, after dinner and before supper, Violet felt that she was allowed to spend some time with Perry.
Faramir Perrilin had been Violet's best friend since they were both babies. He was brave, valiant, noble, silly, mischievous and slightly cocky. Violet thought it was a wonderful mix. All of her friend's qualities made her laugh and she loved to watch his antics. Perry often did the silliest things when he knew that she was the only one watching. They both loved to take long, rambling walks in the forests of Tuckland with Tobias, the Took family's dog. They always took a picnic of course, for Perry was always hungry. This time, however, they only took some nuts, which the hungry hobbit kept in his pocket, because they would be back in time for supper.
"Come on Toby!" Violet called, "We're going for a walk!" Toby came running up to her, wagging his tail so violently he knocked a candelabrum over.
"Good thing that wasn't lit!" Perry said, laughing and patting the dog's head as the excited animal frisked around him excitedly, "Hey Violet, I think that this part of the Thistlebrook has frozen over, shall we cross it?"
"Are you sure it's frozen Perry, I don't want to fall in."
"Of course I'm sure!" he said confidently, "I'm always sure!"
Perry and Violet walked down to the Thistlebrook. This river was much calmer than the Brandywine (which it flowed into) and that was why it was frozen. They had been getting unusually cold weather here, and the landscape was covered in a thick blanket of snow for as long as the eye could see.
"Oh, it's beautiful!" Violet breathed as she watched Toby's black form gallop off into the night.
"Are you still afraid Vi?" Perry asked.
"A little," she admitted.
"Here, look," he said, walking onto the ice. Perry's large hobbit feet made the first imprints in the new snow that was continuing to fall about them, "Nothing to be afraid of."
"Alright," Violet said. Gathering her courage (she wasn't that big a fan of water, especially freezing water) she stepped onto the ice and waited for it to crack underneath her. It didn't. Violet realized that she had been shutting her eyes and she opened them with a sigh of relief. Perry was standing in front of her, giving her a mock look of condescension.
"See," he said, "I told you there was nothing to be worried about!" Violet smiled at him and they started after Toby.
"I wonder if anyone is looking out of their houses and watching us," Perry said as he looked at the houses that dotted the opposite shore. All of them had cheery firelight dancing behind their round windows.
"Probably not." Violet answered.
They walked towards the island where Perry had rowed them last spring for a picnic. The cheery hobbit started to sing a tune, but he got it mixed up with another song that he had heard the Big Folk sing in Bree.
"Ach! Stupid Humans! They always confuse me."
"You really don't care much for the Big Folk do you Perry?" Violet asked.
"No, I hate them."
"Why?"
"I dunno," Perry replied sullenly, "whenever there's something gone wrong it's always because of the Big Folk."
"Well, certainly that's not true of all people," his companion chided him, "What about King Elessar?"
"King Elessar is one Man in a million Vi." Perry said.
"Well, what about Lord Faramir? You're named after him," Violet persisted.
"Faramir tried to take the Ring from good Master Frodo." The young Took pointed out.
"Oh only for about five minutes!" Violet exclaimed, "And he didn't end up taking it did he?"
"Yes, well King Aragorn never even tried!"
"Oh fine!" Violet said, giving up, "Well, what about the Lady Eowyn? Certainly you can't think poorly of her?"
"Oh, well, I guess the Lady Eowyn." Perry conceded.
"She is beautiful isn't she?" sighed the young Gamgee. "She has such beautiful pale hair, it's more like moonlight then sunlight, like my sister's. Most people seem to like Eleanor's golden hair though: 'beautiful Eleanor!' they always say."
"Do I detect a hint of bitterness in your voice my dear Violet?"
"Well. yes, I guess I am bitter. Eleanor has this lovely golden hair, so unusual in hobbits. I had gold hair when I was a baby (hence my parents naming me Goldilocks), but it faded. No one ever calls me beautiful."
"I think you're the prettiest hobbit I've ever met!" Perry muttered. He stopped suddenly in his tracks and turned beet red.
"Did I just say that out loud?!" He asked aghast.
"Yes you did!" Violet laughed.
"Aah! You made me say it! You're a witch!" Perry panicked. Violet laughed at him again. The former, still beet red, and feeling silly, bent down and picked up a handful of snow.
"Don't you dare throw that at me Faramir Took!" Violet screamed. Perry smiled mischievously, and started to run towards her, aiming the snowball.
"Perry!" Violet protested. She started to run away but Perry was a good shot and she got a snowball right in the back of the neck.
"Ooooo, you're gonna get it!" Violet growled.
"You're gonna have to catch me first!" He yelled. They had made their way off of the island and Perry now ran through a path in the forest that led from the shore to Willow Road. Violet ran after him, and Toby, excited by the chase, ran after her. Halfway down the path, her quarry slipped on a sheet of ice. Violet managed to throw the snowball in his face before they both collapsed in a heap.
After they had stopped laughing and had caught their breath, Perry turned to Violet.
"You, know," He said, "I meant it."
Violet blushed furiously and looked at him shyly.
Perry paused and said "Violet, would you go with me to the Winter Solstice Ball?"
Violet looked him in the eyes, "Perry, of course I'll go with you."
"You will?" He asked in disbelief. Violet nodded. Perry stood and looked at her with a goofy grin on his face. Violet laughed as he lifted her to her feet and they returned to the Great Hall, hand in hand.
2nd Generation
Chapter 1: A Promenade
Goldilocks Violet Gamgee had spent the entire day at the Took family's country house in Willowbottom. She had listened to the Old Took complain, she had helped Mother Diamond Took to cook for the large and hungry Took brood, she had even been politely interested in Master Peregrin's lessons on the use of the Dirk (a weapon he thought was the most suitable for a young girl of a hobbit) and finally, Violet had played with the children and told them her stories. So now, after dinner and before supper, Violet felt that she was allowed to spend some time with Perry.
Faramir Perrilin had been Violet's best friend since they were both babies. He was brave, valiant, noble, silly, mischievous and slightly cocky. Violet thought it was a wonderful mix. All of her friend's qualities made her laugh and she loved to watch his antics. Perry often did the silliest things when he knew that she was the only one watching. They both loved to take long, rambling walks in the forests of Tuckland with Tobias, the Took family's dog. They always took a picnic of course, for Perry was always hungry. This time, however, they only took some nuts, which the hungry hobbit kept in his pocket, because they would be back in time for supper.
"Come on Toby!" Violet called, "We're going for a walk!" Toby came running up to her, wagging his tail so violently he knocked a candelabrum over.
"Good thing that wasn't lit!" Perry said, laughing and patting the dog's head as the excited animal frisked around him excitedly, "Hey Violet, I think that this part of the Thistlebrook has frozen over, shall we cross it?"
"Are you sure it's frozen Perry, I don't want to fall in."
"Of course I'm sure!" he said confidently, "I'm always sure!"
Perry and Violet walked down to the Thistlebrook. This river was much calmer than the Brandywine (which it flowed into) and that was why it was frozen. They had been getting unusually cold weather here, and the landscape was covered in a thick blanket of snow for as long as the eye could see.
"Oh, it's beautiful!" Violet breathed as she watched Toby's black form gallop off into the night.
"Are you still afraid Vi?" Perry asked.
"A little," she admitted.
"Here, look," he said, walking onto the ice. Perry's large hobbit feet made the first imprints in the new snow that was continuing to fall about them, "Nothing to be afraid of."
"Alright," Violet said. Gathering her courage (she wasn't that big a fan of water, especially freezing water) she stepped onto the ice and waited for it to crack underneath her. It didn't. Violet realized that she had been shutting her eyes and she opened them with a sigh of relief. Perry was standing in front of her, giving her a mock look of condescension.
"See," he said, "I told you there was nothing to be worried about!" Violet smiled at him and they started after Toby.
"I wonder if anyone is looking out of their houses and watching us," Perry said as he looked at the houses that dotted the opposite shore. All of them had cheery firelight dancing behind their round windows.
"Probably not." Violet answered.
They walked towards the island where Perry had rowed them last spring for a picnic. The cheery hobbit started to sing a tune, but he got it mixed up with another song that he had heard the Big Folk sing in Bree.
"Ach! Stupid Humans! They always confuse me."
"You really don't care much for the Big Folk do you Perry?" Violet asked.
"No, I hate them."
"Why?"
"I dunno," Perry replied sullenly, "whenever there's something gone wrong it's always because of the Big Folk."
"Well, certainly that's not true of all people," his companion chided him, "What about King Elessar?"
"King Elessar is one Man in a million Vi." Perry said.
"Well, what about Lord Faramir? You're named after him," Violet persisted.
"Faramir tried to take the Ring from good Master Frodo." The young Took pointed out.
"Oh only for about five minutes!" Violet exclaimed, "And he didn't end up taking it did he?"
"Yes, well King Aragorn never even tried!"
"Oh fine!" Violet said, giving up, "Well, what about the Lady Eowyn? Certainly you can't think poorly of her?"
"Oh, well, I guess the Lady Eowyn." Perry conceded.
"She is beautiful isn't she?" sighed the young Gamgee. "She has such beautiful pale hair, it's more like moonlight then sunlight, like my sister's. Most people seem to like Eleanor's golden hair though: 'beautiful Eleanor!' they always say."
"Do I detect a hint of bitterness in your voice my dear Violet?"
"Well. yes, I guess I am bitter. Eleanor has this lovely golden hair, so unusual in hobbits. I had gold hair when I was a baby (hence my parents naming me Goldilocks), but it faded. No one ever calls me beautiful."
"I think you're the prettiest hobbit I've ever met!" Perry muttered. He stopped suddenly in his tracks and turned beet red.
"Did I just say that out loud?!" He asked aghast.
"Yes you did!" Violet laughed.
"Aah! You made me say it! You're a witch!" Perry panicked. Violet laughed at him again. The former, still beet red, and feeling silly, bent down and picked up a handful of snow.
"Don't you dare throw that at me Faramir Took!" Violet screamed. Perry smiled mischievously, and started to run towards her, aiming the snowball.
"Perry!" Violet protested. She started to run away but Perry was a good shot and she got a snowball right in the back of the neck.
"Ooooo, you're gonna get it!" Violet growled.
"You're gonna have to catch me first!" He yelled. They had made their way off of the island and Perry now ran through a path in the forest that led from the shore to Willow Road. Violet ran after him, and Toby, excited by the chase, ran after her. Halfway down the path, her quarry slipped on a sheet of ice. Violet managed to throw the snowball in his face before they both collapsed in a heap.
After they had stopped laughing and had caught their breath, Perry turned to Violet.
"You, know," He said, "I meant it."
Violet blushed furiously and looked at him shyly.
Perry paused and said "Violet, would you go with me to the Winter Solstice Ball?"
Violet looked him in the eyes, "Perry, of course I'll go with you."
"You will?" He asked in disbelief. Violet nodded. Perry stood and looked at her with a goofy grin on his face. Violet laughed as he lifted her to her feet and they returned to the Great Hall, hand in hand.