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Frodo Baggins: The Early Years
Chapter 3
"There you are Frodo! I was getting worried!" exclaimed Primula upon seeing her son who was now covered from head to toe in a thick layer of mud. "What in all the Shire were you doing?"
Frodo looked bashfully up at his mother. "Well Rino and I were climbing trees and..I.um..fell out, in a pile of mud" The sight of her son was so comical, that it took Primula's best efforts not to crack up hysterically. "Frodo, I don't want you to be climbing trees anymore, you could have been seriously hurt," "I know mom, and climbing it was so scary I don't think I will ever do it again," Primula chuckled. "Yes my dear, hobbits are not meant to be up in the trees like birds. Let's get you cleaned up now, before your Uncle Bilbo sees you like this!"
"Uncle Bilbo is here! Yay! Where is he?" "Wait second Frodo, didn't I just say you are getting a bath first?" "I guess so."
An hour later Frodo was fidgeting all around as Primula was combing his hair. "Alright, alright, you can go," laughed Primula. The second she had spoken Frodo had rushed out as soon as he could.
"Our son has really grown, hasn't he?" said Drogo from the shadows where he had been watching Primula and Frodo. Primula jumped, having not noticing Drogo was there. "Primula turned and smiled at her husband. "He has indeed, do you remember the day he was born?" "How could I forget Prim? The day our angel arrived."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~FLASHBACK; SEPTEMBER 22, 1368~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Primula awoke in a cold sweat, a tense pain wracking her body. She quickly shook her husband's shoulder effectively waking him. It's going to happen today. She shook Drogo's shoulder, awaking him efficiently. "The baby is coming Drogo! Now!" Drogo began to panic slightly. "How soon?" Primula gave him a look. "Our child is going to be born tonight!"
Drogo quickly made Primula comfortable; before he exited their room quickly to go next door to have them send for a midwife, before he rushed back to his wife's side only to have her squeeze his hand in a death grip. It wasn't long before Menegilda, Primula's sister in law and Rory's wife came along with a couple other woman, who had experience with bringing children into the world. Despite all Drogo's complaints and begging the woman were adamant that he leave the room, they said they would call him just before the birth, so that he could witness it.
The whole day Drogo was inconsolable, he was on pins and needles waiting for the moment when he could rush back to his dear Primula's side. He wondered everything about their new child. He really hoped it would be a son, in fact Primula and Drogo had already decided that if the baby was in fact a boy that he would be named Frodo. Drogo could imagine all the things he would do with his child, telling bedtime stories, tucking them in for bed, giving his child kisses before bed and scaring away the monsters his child would think lived in their closets. Drogo couldn't wait to be a father; he was ready to be a parent as much as Primula was.
Mister Baggins, its time," said one of the servant girls who had been tending to Primula. Drogo didn't wait to hear more, he made his way through Brandy Hall's maze of passageways until he reached his front door. Taking a deep breath he entered. Primula was looking in absolute agony, though she kept a brave face, and to Drogo, she had never looked lovelier. He went immediately to his wife's side and held her hand, once again feeling the death grip. "Its almost over honey, it won't be long before the newest hobbit in the entire Shire is born." Primula gave Drogo a slight smile, before another contraction wracked her frame. "Push Prim, one last push! You can do it," said Menegilda. Primula breathed deeply and pushed with all her might, despite the incredible pain.
In the next second Drogo and Primula heard the most beautiful sound as their child cried for the first time. "It's a boy," exclaimed Menegilda as she held the newborn in her hands. Drogo gave his exhausted wife a kiss. "You did it my love," he said. "No, Drogo, we did it," replied Primula.
Once Menegilda had cleaned the baby up, she promptly delivered him into Primula's waiting arms. Primula looked down at the small bundle in her arms with wonder, he was so tiny. He had the tiniest little hands, a red face, and on his head were the tiniest beginnings of what would be dark, curly, hair. And once he opened his eyes, she could see they were the biggest, most soulful, blue eyes she had ever seen. Primula glanced over at Drogo and noticed that he as well was in awe of their beautiful son. "Frodo," said Primula looking into her son's eyes. "I think someone wants to meet you." Primula sat up and carefully handed Frodo to Drogo.
Drogo was at a loss for all the emotions raging inside of him as he held his son for the first time. This small, innocent little hobbit was his very own flesh and blood. Wow, if he felt this way on the first day of his son's life, everyday spent with his family would feel like best blessing he could ever ask for. This, this thought Drogo, is what life is supposed to be like!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~BACK TO THE PRESENT~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Yes, Frodo has and always will hold our hearts." Said Primula leaning into her husband's embrace. After a long moment Drogo finally broke the silence."Well my dearest Primula, would you be so kind as to let me escort you to the party?" Drogo asked, holding his arm out to his wife. "Oh but of course!" said Primula as the couple made their way to the pavilion under the stars.
AN: Wow, I must say this is a new record for me, two chapters in just about a day's time! I'm proud of myself for once.now I need to work on my other stories. The next chapter coming up is the one that I've been dreading to write for a long time. If you've read the books, then you know what I'm talking about. I really think I'm going to cry. Writing this one almost got to me.very sappy one.
To my two reviewers:
Loveofthering: Once again, thanks for reviewing. I really wanted to show how everyone at Brandy Hall is very connected to each other.I feel that relationshios like these will be vital to Frodo. You are also on my favorites list, good hobbit stories are hard tyo find sometimes, and I really like yours. Harry Potter is only my second favorite stories, but LOTR comes in first of course.my first obsession.
Jumping4Jesus: Thanks for the review! Yes, I think I also will cry when I write about the death..I've become a bit attached to them really. Its going to be the next chapter and it will be the first death I have ever written so I think I will get a bit emotional.
If you like this story, check out some of my other fics!
SURVEY TIME: Have you ever gotten one of those annoying survey emails? What if the Harry Potter crew filled them out?
SURVEY TIME: LOTR Style: Basically the same survey, just with LOTR people filling it out.
Whose Line Is It Anyways?: Versions 1 and 2 (My first humorous fics,based off the hit show. The first one uses a panel from Harry Potter and the second version has Lord of the Rings characters.)
Harry and Frodo's Big Switch (When Frodo Baggins and Harry Potter trade bodies what oh what will happen? And will they return?)
The Fellowship of the Rings: A Hogwarts Production (What if a school decided to try to do a play out of Tolkien's first book in the trilogy? And what if that school is none other than Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?)
Harry's Unexpected Trip (When a Floo trip goes wrong, Harry finds himself on Middle Earth. Now Harry joins up with the Fellowship to prepare for the biggest war Middle Earth has ever seen, but will Harry ever make it home?)
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Frodo Baggins: The Early Years
Chapter 3
"There you are Frodo! I was getting worried!" exclaimed Primula upon seeing her son who was now covered from head to toe in a thick layer of mud. "What in all the Shire were you doing?"
Frodo looked bashfully up at his mother. "Well Rino and I were climbing trees and..I.um..fell out, in a pile of mud" The sight of her son was so comical, that it took Primula's best efforts not to crack up hysterically. "Frodo, I don't want you to be climbing trees anymore, you could have been seriously hurt," "I know mom, and climbing it was so scary I don't think I will ever do it again," Primula chuckled. "Yes my dear, hobbits are not meant to be up in the trees like birds. Let's get you cleaned up now, before your Uncle Bilbo sees you like this!"
"Uncle Bilbo is here! Yay! Where is he?" "Wait second Frodo, didn't I just say you are getting a bath first?" "I guess so."
An hour later Frodo was fidgeting all around as Primula was combing his hair. "Alright, alright, you can go," laughed Primula. The second she had spoken Frodo had rushed out as soon as he could.
"Our son has really grown, hasn't he?" said Drogo from the shadows where he had been watching Primula and Frodo. Primula jumped, having not noticing Drogo was there. "Primula turned and smiled at her husband. "He has indeed, do you remember the day he was born?" "How could I forget Prim? The day our angel arrived."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~FLASHBACK; SEPTEMBER 22, 1368~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Primula awoke in a cold sweat, a tense pain wracking her body. She quickly shook her husband's shoulder effectively waking him. It's going to happen today. She shook Drogo's shoulder, awaking him efficiently. "The baby is coming Drogo! Now!" Drogo began to panic slightly. "How soon?" Primula gave him a look. "Our child is going to be born tonight!"
Drogo quickly made Primula comfortable; before he exited their room quickly to go next door to have them send for a midwife, before he rushed back to his wife's side only to have her squeeze his hand in a death grip. It wasn't long before Menegilda, Primula's sister in law and Rory's wife came along with a couple other woman, who had experience with bringing children into the world. Despite all Drogo's complaints and begging the woman were adamant that he leave the room, they said they would call him just before the birth, so that he could witness it.
The whole day Drogo was inconsolable, he was on pins and needles waiting for the moment when he could rush back to his dear Primula's side. He wondered everything about their new child. He really hoped it would be a son, in fact Primula and Drogo had already decided that if the baby was in fact a boy that he would be named Frodo. Drogo could imagine all the things he would do with his child, telling bedtime stories, tucking them in for bed, giving his child kisses before bed and scaring away the monsters his child would think lived in their closets. Drogo couldn't wait to be a father; he was ready to be a parent as much as Primula was.
Mister Baggins, its time," said one of the servant girls who had been tending to Primula. Drogo didn't wait to hear more, he made his way through Brandy Hall's maze of passageways until he reached his front door. Taking a deep breath he entered. Primula was looking in absolute agony, though she kept a brave face, and to Drogo, she had never looked lovelier. He went immediately to his wife's side and held her hand, once again feeling the death grip. "Its almost over honey, it won't be long before the newest hobbit in the entire Shire is born." Primula gave Drogo a slight smile, before another contraction wracked her frame. "Push Prim, one last push! You can do it," said Menegilda. Primula breathed deeply and pushed with all her might, despite the incredible pain.
In the next second Drogo and Primula heard the most beautiful sound as their child cried for the first time. "It's a boy," exclaimed Menegilda as she held the newborn in her hands. Drogo gave his exhausted wife a kiss. "You did it my love," he said. "No, Drogo, we did it," replied Primula.
Once Menegilda had cleaned the baby up, she promptly delivered him into Primula's waiting arms. Primula looked down at the small bundle in her arms with wonder, he was so tiny. He had the tiniest little hands, a red face, and on his head were the tiniest beginnings of what would be dark, curly, hair. And once he opened his eyes, she could see they were the biggest, most soulful, blue eyes she had ever seen. Primula glanced over at Drogo and noticed that he as well was in awe of their beautiful son. "Frodo," said Primula looking into her son's eyes. "I think someone wants to meet you." Primula sat up and carefully handed Frodo to Drogo.
Drogo was at a loss for all the emotions raging inside of him as he held his son for the first time. This small, innocent little hobbit was his very own flesh and blood. Wow, if he felt this way on the first day of his son's life, everyday spent with his family would feel like best blessing he could ever ask for. This, this thought Drogo, is what life is supposed to be like!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~BACK TO THE PRESENT~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Yes, Frodo has and always will hold our hearts." Said Primula leaning into her husband's embrace. After a long moment Drogo finally broke the silence."Well my dearest Primula, would you be so kind as to let me escort you to the party?" Drogo asked, holding his arm out to his wife. "Oh but of course!" said Primula as the couple made their way to the pavilion under the stars.
AN: Wow, I must say this is a new record for me, two chapters in just about a day's time! I'm proud of myself for once.now I need to work on my other stories. The next chapter coming up is the one that I've been dreading to write for a long time. If you've read the books, then you know what I'm talking about. I really think I'm going to cry. Writing this one almost got to me.very sappy one.
To my two reviewers:
Loveofthering: Once again, thanks for reviewing. I really wanted to show how everyone at Brandy Hall is very connected to each other.I feel that relationshios like these will be vital to Frodo. You are also on my favorites list, good hobbit stories are hard tyo find sometimes, and I really like yours. Harry Potter is only my second favorite stories, but LOTR comes in first of course.my first obsession.
Jumping4Jesus: Thanks for the review! Yes, I think I also will cry when I write about the death..I've become a bit attached to them really. Its going to be the next chapter and it will be the first death I have ever written so I think I will get a bit emotional.
If you like this story, check out some of my other fics!
SURVEY TIME: Have you ever gotten one of those annoying survey emails? What if the Harry Potter crew filled them out?
SURVEY TIME: LOTR Style: Basically the same survey, just with LOTR people filling it out.
Whose Line Is It Anyways?: Versions 1 and 2 (My first humorous fics,based off the hit show. The first one uses a panel from Harry Potter and the second version has Lord of the Rings characters.)
Harry and Frodo's Big Switch (When Frodo Baggins and Harry Potter trade bodies what oh what will happen? And will they return?)
The Fellowship of the Rings: A Hogwarts Production (What if a school decided to try to do a play out of Tolkien's first book in the trilogy? And what if that school is none other than Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?)
Harry's Unexpected Trip (When a Floo trip goes wrong, Harry finds himself on Middle Earth. Now Harry joins up with the Fellowship to prepare for the biggest war Middle Earth has ever seen, but will Harry ever make it home?)
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