Disclaimer: I don't own Lord of the Rings, or anything that is a part of
it. It belongs to the brilliant J.R.R. Tolkien's estate. I am not making
money off this story, its just for my amusement.
AN: I want to dedicate this chapter to my Great Grandma, who passed away March 22, due to cancer.
Frodo Baggins: The Early Years
Chapter 7
For Frodo time seemed to pass very slowly. He didn't take notice of all the relatives coming up to him and expressing their sympathy over his loss. He felt like his whole world had just dried up, like as if he were standing in a room screaming and nobody was paying any attention. The two most important people in his life were gone forever.
The funeral came and went, Frodo crying silently the whole time, standing next to Uncle Bilbo. Frodo wished it was all some elaborate trick, that his parents would jump out and say 'surprise' at any moment. But in Frodo's heart he knew the truth, he just had trouble accepting it.
After that day in the old forest, Frodo had been strangely quiet, never talking unless spoken too. It was as if the light Frodo had showed so brightly his whole life had been snuffed out. Bilbo remembered when both his parents had passed, but Bilbo had known that they had had long and fulfilling lives before they died. Frodo's parents were in the prime of life, and for such a small child, whose world revolved around his parents, it was the worst possible thing to imagine.
There would be days where Frodo wouldn't say anything to anyone, and then he became hysterical. But slowly and surely he began to cope and become his normally cheerful self. Bilbo thought this showed the lad's true character, the way he was able to finally deal with his loss.
Frodo's friend Rinodas had especially been able to help Frodo cope, distracting him with a story or going on a adventure. Rino always seemed to have plenty of ideas on just how to cheer Frodo up. Frodo didn't know what he would've done had Rino not been there.But soon it came time for decisions to be made about the young orphan. Rory, Saradoc, and Bilbo all had a meeting one night to discuss Frodo's future.
"Well, I think it would be best to have Frodo stay here, with the family at Brandy Hall. It's what he knows best, and all his friends are here," said Rory, glancing at the other two.
"Yes, but it's so busy and bustling here. A young hobbit can get lost in the crowd. Do you really think that is a fitting environment for Frodo?" replied Bilbo. "Maybe it would be better if he stayed with some of his family on the Baggins side. Perhaps Dora or Dudo."
"NO!" cried a voice. All three hobbits turned to the open door where they saw Frodo's retreating backside.
"Oh dear," said Bilbo with a sigh.
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Frodo was having a fairly decent day. Everything seemed to be going
alright for once. He was planning on going for a hike and picnic with
Rino later that day, so now he just had to kill time. So he decided to
go to the library to find a new book to read.
As Frodo entered the library he heard raised voices coming
from Rory's study. Frodo's curiosity got the best of him, and he
walked to the door, which was open a crack. Looking in he saw his
uncles Bilbo, Rory, and Saradoc. His attention was brought abruptly to
what they were saying when he heard his name.
"Well I think it would be best to have Frodo stay here
with the family at Brandy Hall. It's what he knows best, and all his
friends are here."
"Yes, but its so busy and bustling here. A young hobbit can get lost
in the crowd. Do you really think that is a fitting environment for
Frodo?"
"Maybe it would be better if he stayed with some of his family
on the Baggins side. Perhaps Dora or Dudo."
"NO!" Frodo yelled, and then he ran from the spot. So they were
trying to decide what to do with him. It infuriated Frodo, not being
able to have a say in what happened to him. Frodo didn't want to leave
Brandy Hall at all; it had always been his home. Frodo felt like his
insides had all shriveled up and like he was just a nuisance that had
to be talked about in private.
Tears falling from his face, Frodo went to the stables,
thinking nobody would find him there. He was in total misery, nobody
wanted him anymore. It brought back his grief at losing his parents
all over again. Why him? Why did he have to loose his parents, and not
someone else? He was slowly stroking a pony, when Bilbo found him
again.
"You know Frodo, we all care very much for you, and that is
why we were talking. We were trying to decide what's best for you,"
said Bilbo slowly.
Frodo concentrated on the pony's neck. "And so you talk in
private, instead of talking to me." He said sadly.
"Frodo, none of us would want to keep you somewhere that
you wouldn't like. We only want you to be happy, and perhaps a place
like Brandy Hall isn't such a good place for you to be," Bilbo said,
looking at his young cousin.
Frodo looked up at Bilbo, his big blue eyes wide. "No, I love it here.
I never want to leave. This is all I know," he said quickly.
Bilbo nodded his head slowly and set a hand on Frodo's
shoulders. "Alright, I trust you to know what you want. But, if you
ever need to talk to someone, please don't hesitate to write me," he
said seriously.
"Ok Bilbo, I won't," replied Frodo, giving him a big smile. So
the plans were set. They were not in cast iron, but it worked. Frodo
was to stay at Brandy Hall, at least for the meantime. If at all Frodo
wished for a change, Rory would consider placing him in a new home.
So for the time being, Frodo felt content. He still missed his parents
dearly, but he enjoyed being amongst all his relations and friends.
Frodo laughed again, as he hadn't since that fateful Harvest Fest.
AN: Well there you have it, I finally posted. I know that this chapter was very late in the coming, but the whole month of March was really tough on me. My Grandma passed away, my Dad was in the hospital the whole month and almost died twice. On top of that I had school and work. At any rate, I was never really in the mood to write much fanfiction and when I was, I had no time. And because this story is a tad depressing right now, I never felt ready to tackle it then. But now I'm back, and things are better for me and I promise the next chapter won't take quite so long. And as for this story, I do plan for things to get quite a bit happier, poor Frodo has suffered too much. Anyways, please review! Namarië!
French Pony: Thank you so much for your wonderful review. Your advice has really helped me out greatly into becoming a better writer. I hope you like this chapter, I tried to follow your advice once again. Thank you for everything!
Jumping4Jesus: Thank you so much for your review I'm so happy you liked it!
Mayberry: I know, poor guy. I do so hate torturing him. Thanks for reviewing.
Sugarcraze49: Thanks for your lovely reviews. I'm sorry I haven't updated in awhile, but like I said above it's been hard for me to concentrate on fanfiction lately. I promise it won't be a year before I have my next chapter up. Hehes.
ElfIcarii: Thanks for your review and thank you so much for offering to beta read for me.
Arwen Baggins: Thank you so much for your review. About the old forest, I remember Merry saying that the Old Forest seemed really nice during the daytime at the edges of it. And I thought it wouldn't seem so intimidating, but that's just my view on it. Thanks for your review!
AN: I want to dedicate this chapter to my Great Grandma, who passed away March 22, due to cancer.
Frodo Baggins: The Early Years
Chapter 7
For Frodo time seemed to pass very slowly. He didn't take notice of all the relatives coming up to him and expressing their sympathy over his loss. He felt like his whole world had just dried up, like as if he were standing in a room screaming and nobody was paying any attention. The two most important people in his life were gone forever.
The funeral came and went, Frodo crying silently the whole time, standing next to Uncle Bilbo. Frodo wished it was all some elaborate trick, that his parents would jump out and say 'surprise' at any moment. But in Frodo's heart he knew the truth, he just had trouble accepting it.
After that day in the old forest, Frodo had been strangely quiet, never talking unless spoken too. It was as if the light Frodo had showed so brightly his whole life had been snuffed out. Bilbo remembered when both his parents had passed, but Bilbo had known that they had had long and fulfilling lives before they died. Frodo's parents were in the prime of life, and for such a small child, whose world revolved around his parents, it was the worst possible thing to imagine.
There would be days where Frodo wouldn't say anything to anyone, and then he became hysterical. But slowly and surely he began to cope and become his normally cheerful self. Bilbo thought this showed the lad's true character, the way he was able to finally deal with his loss.
Frodo's friend Rinodas had especially been able to help Frodo cope, distracting him with a story or going on a adventure. Rino always seemed to have plenty of ideas on just how to cheer Frodo up. Frodo didn't know what he would've done had Rino not been there.But soon it came time for decisions to be made about the young orphan. Rory, Saradoc, and Bilbo all had a meeting one night to discuss Frodo's future.
"Well, I think it would be best to have Frodo stay here, with the family at Brandy Hall. It's what he knows best, and all his friends are here," said Rory, glancing at the other two.
"Yes, but it's so busy and bustling here. A young hobbit can get lost in the crowd. Do you really think that is a fitting environment for Frodo?" replied Bilbo. "Maybe it would be better if he stayed with some of his family on the Baggins side. Perhaps Dora or Dudo."
"NO!" cried a voice. All three hobbits turned to the open door where they saw Frodo's retreating backside.
"Oh dear," said Bilbo with a sigh.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Frodo was having a fairly decent day. Everything seemed to be going
alright for once. He was planning on going for a hike and picnic with
Rino later that day, so now he just had to kill time. So he decided to
go to the library to find a new book to read.
As Frodo entered the library he heard raised voices coming
from Rory's study. Frodo's curiosity got the best of him, and he
walked to the door, which was open a crack. Looking in he saw his
uncles Bilbo, Rory, and Saradoc. His attention was brought abruptly to
what they were saying when he heard his name.
"Well I think it would be best to have Frodo stay here
with the family at Brandy Hall. It's what he knows best, and all his
friends are here."
"Yes, but its so busy and bustling here. A young hobbit can get lost
in the crowd. Do you really think that is a fitting environment for
Frodo?"
"Maybe it would be better if he stayed with some of his family
on the Baggins side. Perhaps Dora or Dudo."
"NO!" Frodo yelled, and then he ran from the spot. So they were
trying to decide what to do with him. It infuriated Frodo, not being
able to have a say in what happened to him. Frodo didn't want to leave
Brandy Hall at all; it had always been his home. Frodo felt like his
insides had all shriveled up and like he was just a nuisance that had
to be talked about in private.
Tears falling from his face, Frodo went to the stables,
thinking nobody would find him there. He was in total misery, nobody
wanted him anymore. It brought back his grief at losing his parents
all over again. Why him? Why did he have to loose his parents, and not
someone else? He was slowly stroking a pony, when Bilbo found him
again.
"You know Frodo, we all care very much for you, and that is
why we were talking. We were trying to decide what's best for you,"
said Bilbo slowly.
Frodo concentrated on the pony's neck. "And so you talk in
private, instead of talking to me." He said sadly.
"Frodo, none of us would want to keep you somewhere that
you wouldn't like. We only want you to be happy, and perhaps a place
like Brandy Hall isn't such a good place for you to be," Bilbo said,
looking at his young cousin.
Frodo looked up at Bilbo, his big blue eyes wide. "No, I love it here.
I never want to leave. This is all I know," he said quickly.
Bilbo nodded his head slowly and set a hand on Frodo's
shoulders. "Alright, I trust you to know what you want. But, if you
ever need to talk to someone, please don't hesitate to write me," he
said seriously.
"Ok Bilbo, I won't," replied Frodo, giving him a big smile. So
the plans were set. They were not in cast iron, but it worked. Frodo
was to stay at Brandy Hall, at least for the meantime. If at all Frodo
wished for a change, Rory would consider placing him in a new home.
So for the time being, Frodo felt content. He still missed his parents
dearly, but he enjoyed being amongst all his relations and friends.
Frodo laughed again, as he hadn't since that fateful Harvest Fest.
AN: Well there you have it, I finally posted. I know that this chapter was very late in the coming, but the whole month of March was really tough on me. My Grandma passed away, my Dad was in the hospital the whole month and almost died twice. On top of that I had school and work. At any rate, I was never really in the mood to write much fanfiction and when I was, I had no time. And because this story is a tad depressing right now, I never felt ready to tackle it then. But now I'm back, and things are better for me and I promise the next chapter won't take quite so long. And as for this story, I do plan for things to get quite a bit happier, poor Frodo has suffered too much. Anyways, please review! Namarië!
French Pony: Thank you so much for your wonderful review. Your advice has really helped me out greatly into becoming a better writer. I hope you like this chapter, I tried to follow your advice once again. Thank you for everything!
Jumping4Jesus: Thank you so much for your review I'm so happy you liked it!
Mayberry: I know, poor guy. I do so hate torturing him. Thanks for reviewing.
Sugarcraze49: Thanks for your lovely reviews. I'm sorry I haven't updated in awhile, but like I said above it's been hard for me to concentrate on fanfiction lately. I promise it won't be a year before I have my next chapter up. Hehes.
ElfIcarii: Thanks for your review and thank you so much for offering to beta read for me.
Arwen Baggins: Thank you so much for your review. About the old forest, I remember Merry saying that the Old Forest seemed really nice during the daytime at the edges of it. And I thought it wouldn't seem so intimidating, but that's just my view on it. Thanks for your review!