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Frodo Baggins: The Early Years

Chapter 2

Once the Baggins family had finished their meal, they exited into the bustling and noisy hallway, one of many that connected the giant smial together. Frodo held his mother's hand, remembering all to well how easily he could get lost or run over, as several hobbits were going to and fro, and wouldn't notice easily a small hobbit if he were to be separated from his parents.

"Ah Drogo, Primula, Frodo! How are you all this fine morning?" said Rorimac (Rory) Brandybuck, the Master of Buckland. The bubbly, old hobbit rushed forward to shake hands with Frodo's parents and then tossling Frodo's hair. Then Primula gave Rory a hug, as she and Rory were brother and sister. "We are well thanks, excited for the festivities tonight," replied Primula smiling happily.

"Yes, it shall be a good night," exclaimed Rory, giving a huge grin. At this Primula rolled her eyes. "You always used to bounce off the walls the day of the festival as I recall," said Primula scolding her eldest brother. Frodo giggled at the thought of the elderly hobbit bouncing off anything. "Prim dear, I think you are giving our son ideas," said Drogo trying to hold back his laughter as his son turned bright red. "Oh heaven forbid that," laughed Rory.

At that moment who should walk up, but Rory's son Saradoc looking extremely excited. "Like father, like son," muttered Primula, causing Rory to snicker. "Sara! How are you today, my lad?" said Rory. "Great actually! I have something I wish to discuss with you father." Rory looked back at the Baggins family. "Will you excuse me?" he said. "Of course," replied Primula and the three left the two Brandybucks to discuss their business.

"Frodo! There you are!" exclaimed one highly enthusiastic hobbit rushing up to his cousin and giving him a bear hug. "Rino!" exclaimed Frodo embracing his best friend. Dino pulled back and glanced at Frodo's parents. "Can Frodo come play with me?" Dino asked. Frodo looked at his parents anxiously. "Please?" Drogo and Primula exchanged a glance, and then nodded. "Be back before afternoon tea Frodo," said Primula. "Ok mom, bye," replied Frodo before he scurried off with his friend.

As Frodo had always been the quiet and sensitive lad that he was it had seemed that Rino was the only person besides his parents that were able to bring Frodo out of his shell. When Frodo was with Rino, it always seemed he had something fun.and often dangerous planned. Like the time they went climbing trees, and Frodo had fallen out and sprained his ankle, or when he burned himself once when Rino had convinced him to grab some of the warm cookies straight from the cookie sheet. Rino, though he was 24 and Frodo 12, was Frodo's only friend; the other hobbit children never seemed to understand him.

Every year for the Harvest Fest, hobbits from miles around were invited to share in the partying. It would start in the morning, there would be pony rides, boating trips on the Brandywine, plenty of games and enough food to feed the hungriest hobbits. That would last all day until the evening where there would be a huge party complete with music, dancing, ale, and a fest to end the day long celebration. And of course it would be a hobbit party, if gifts were not given out, so young hobbits like Frodo would be excited all day long. Rino, though he was much older than his cousin, still acted like a child most of the time.

Frodo and Rino were sitting by the river splashing each other. Little did they know they were being watched. "Frodo really seems to have a great time with Rino," said Primula watching her son from a distance. "Yes, I know, but its no use taking him away from Rino, as it would make Frodo really distraught." "Yes, he wouldn't forgive us. But if Rino is anything like his father was at his age," Primula sighed, remembering her older brother Dinodas bullying her as a child. "Well there is nothing for it, we can only hope nothing bad comes of it," said Drogo distracting his wife. "Let us enjoy this night, my dear," and with that Drogo kissed Primula soundly.

AN: There you go, I finally updated. I really like this story, but it has taken a while to brainstorm, I'm really having fun now. And reviews are author's best friends, so if you have a second please review.

To my two reviewers:

Loveofthering: Thanks for all your kind words, and I love reading stories about young Frodo too.

Elraralia: Thank you for reviewing, I'm glad you think its sweet.

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