They were finally sleeping. It had taken Merry and Pippin a few hours, but the twins were finally sleeping on Merry's bed.
"You probably should have gotten cradles," Pippin mused as he handed Merry a cup of tea.
"Sure," Merry uneasily replied.
"Your mum and da don't know yet, do they?"
"No. What was I supposed to tell the Pip?" he leaned forward on the table, " 'Father, your only son, and heir to Buckland, has had relations with a woman, not just any woman, but one of the Big Folk who also happens to be a lady of the court, and now I have two children.' He'd be thrilled Pippin."
"You don't think Estella has told anyone?"
Merry shook his head. "Rosie says she's been quiet," he ran his thumb along the handle of his mug. "What am I going to do Pippin? I don't know what to do with a child, much less to. There weren't supposed to be two. There wasn't even supposed to be one."
"You have to tell them you know,"
"I know," Merry let out a heavy sigh as he glanced back at the children.
"Do you want me to stay tonight?" Pippin asked.
"No, I think I should be fine. They're sleeping,"
"All right," Pippin stood with a stretch. "I shall see you tomorrow then?" Merry nodded. Pippin grabbed his cloak off the bed and head out to leave. Merry stood from his chair and knelt next to the bed, again observing the babies for the millionth time.
They were very much Hobbit sized and had the pointed ears, but Simblemynë had light golden hair that was just as curly as any Hobbit, whereas Théodoc had straighter hair. Both also lacked the large feet that was always a noted characterization among the species.
Merry lightly ran his finger across Simblemynë's rosy cheek. She slightly stirred, but didn't wake. Théodoc kicked his leg a bit before settling down.
Merry stood and walked to the kitchen. The scrolls that Eowyn had left were sitting on the table. He picked one up.
'Dearest Meriadoc,
I am sorry to leave you in a bind like this, but you can see that it is impossible for me to keep the children. There are further instructions on how to take care of them. I again apologize for putting you in this much trouble. I hope one day you can forgive me.
Sincerely,
Eowyn'
She was so official and formal. It was like she hadn't even bore the children at all. He crumpled the paper in his hands, and finally cried.
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Sorry for lack of updating. School and crap. I hope you guys in enjoy. Trying to work on "Through the Years" and a new story entitled "Half Breed"
"You probably should have gotten cradles," Pippin mused as he handed Merry a cup of tea.
"Sure," Merry uneasily replied.
"Your mum and da don't know yet, do they?"
"No. What was I supposed to tell the Pip?" he leaned forward on the table, " 'Father, your only son, and heir to Buckland, has had relations with a woman, not just any woman, but one of the Big Folk who also happens to be a lady of the court, and now I have two children.' He'd be thrilled Pippin."
"You don't think Estella has told anyone?"
Merry shook his head. "Rosie says she's been quiet," he ran his thumb along the handle of his mug. "What am I going to do Pippin? I don't know what to do with a child, much less to. There weren't supposed to be two. There wasn't even supposed to be one."
"You have to tell them you know,"
"I know," Merry let out a heavy sigh as he glanced back at the children.
"Do you want me to stay tonight?" Pippin asked.
"No, I think I should be fine. They're sleeping,"
"All right," Pippin stood with a stretch. "I shall see you tomorrow then?" Merry nodded. Pippin grabbed his cloak off the bed and head out to leave. Merry stood from his chair and knelt next to the bed, again observing the babies for the millionth time.
They were very much Hobbit sized and had the pointed ears, but Simblemynë had light golden hair that was just as curly as any Hobbit, whereas Théodoc had straighter hair. Both also lacked the large feet that was always a noted characterization among the species.
Merry lightly ran his finger across Simblemynë's rosy cheek. She slightly stirred, but didn't wake. Théodoc kicked his leg a bit before settling down.
Merry stood and walked to the kitchen. The scrolls that Eowyn had left were sitting on the table. He picked one up.
'Dearest Meriadoc,
I am sorry to leave you in a bind like this, but you can see that it is impossible for me to keep the children. There are further instructions on how to take care of them. I again apologize for putting you in this much trouble. I hope one day you can forgive me.
Sincerely,
Eowyn'
She was so official and formal. It was like she hadn't even bore the children at all. He crumpled the paper in his hands, and finally cried.
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Sorry for lack of updating. School and crap. I hope you guys in enjoy. Trying to work on "Through the Years" and a new story entitled "Half Breed"