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Chapter 8: Almost Caught
Ali pushed the door open once again, cleared her throat and she and Sam stepped back into the kitchen, smiling pleasantly.
"We're back." Ali informed them loudly, snapping them both to reality.
"Hello," Frodo said standing and helping Ali into her seat.
"Thanks, so I'm assuming that you two behaved yourselves out here." Ali commented, suggestively giggling.
"Of course we did, how about you?" Becca asked, winking.
Sam looked down, blushing at the idea. "Oh yeah," Ali joked, "this one here, real pervert." Sam's head snapped up angrily sending her a dark glare. Ali, realizing that she'd made a mistake, bit her lip tentatively.
"Calm down Sam, she was only teasing. We all know that you're a well- mannered gentle-hobbit." Frodo said, putting a hand on Sam's arm.
Sam sighed, "I should be outside gardening anyway..." He stood up, "Nice meeting you both." He bowed, then turned and nodded his head at Frodo. "Mr. Frodo Sir..." He looked at Ali once more, his brown eyes still showing hurt, and then walked out.
A long silence followed, all of them were too uncomfortable to break it until Frodo stood. "Uh, excuse me..." He stated quietly walking out of the room, casting back a meaningful glance at Becca clearly saying 'Bring it up!'
"Uh, looks like you and Frodo have something huh?" Ali asked Becca, grinning and winking.
"I hope so..." Becca shrugged, wondering if she liked Merry or Frodo more. "He IS cute isn't he?"
"I guess..." Ali trailed off, giving Becca a little half smile, quite clearly saying that she was simply humoring Becca.
"What do you think of Sam?" Becca prompted.
"I dunno... I like him... a lot..." Ali looked down blushing. "But I guess I've ruined any chance I had with him... I should apologize." She decided, rising from her chair.
After Ali left, Becca grabbed a few sliced apples and biscuits, and began absent-mindedly nibbling on them.
"Good," Frodo's voice abruptly sent her flying out of her chair as he walked in, "you DO eat. I was beginning to get worried." He grinned at her, "So I'm cute, eh?"
"Oh shut up!" Becca giggled and threw the apple she was eating at him. "I've been thinking-"
"Wow, that is surprising, but I suppose even YOUR brain must operate correctly sometimes."
Becca glared at him, but couldn't suppress the smile that was pushing its way up underneath it. "I was thinking that I can't encourage Ali because she'll just think that I'm being overly-optimistic."
"Same with Sam,"
"'Same with Sam' what?" Ali's voice came, her head appearing through the door shortly after.
Frodo and Becca jumped, Becca falling out of her chair.
"Nothing." They both said in unison, blushing as Ali giggled.
"Whatever... Frodo, do you have any bandages? Sam got into a fight with a rosebush and lost."
"Of course." Frodo walked out of the kitchen, glancing back at Becca and mimicking a sigh of intense relief. Finally when he returned, looking bewilderedly down the hall after Ali, Becca continued.
"So, I was thinking, since you know Sam better than I do, you could most likely do a better job of convincing her that he's interested; and same with me to Sam."
"Hmm, good idea. We should probably work out a basic plan for what we're going to say, lest we contradict each other. Would you care to go for a walk to discuss this, where they won't accidentally come waltzing in on us?"
"Works for me."
The both stood and started walking toward the door. Frodo, upon realizing how inappropriate his attire was, put on a jacket. Then, as he was thinking of inappropriate attire, he realized that Becca was wearing shoes.
"Um, Becca? Is there any chance that I can get you to remove those? You know, make you a bit more inconspicuous?"
"Oh! Of course!" She said upon realizing what he was referring to. She bent down and took off her shoes and socks.
"Wow, you have small feet." Frodo commented, obviously intrigued by them. She began laughing at his odd fascination with her feet.
When both of them had on (or off) "proper" attire, they finally set out. As they walked out of Bag End they passed Sam and Ali, both of whom were working at uprooting weeds in the front flower beds.
"Well, that's interestingly good news." commented Becca, grinning "This may be even easier than expected."
"Why is that?"
"Ali hates Gardening."
**Okay, I know these chapters are kind of short, but at least there're many of them... I hope you're enjoying this as much as I am! Please review and tell me what ya' think! :-D Thanks.**
Chapter 8: Almost Caught
Ali pushed the door open once again, cleared her throat and she and Sam stepped back into the kitchen, smiling pleasantly.
"We're back." Ali informed them loudly, snapping them both to reality.
"Hello," Frodo said standing and helping Ali into her seat.
"Thanks, so I'm assuming that you two behaved yourselves out here." Ali commented, suggestively giggling.
"Of course we did, how about you?" Becca asked, winking.
Sam looked down, blushing at the idea. "Oh yeah," Ali joked, "this one here, real pervert." Sam's head snapped up angrily sending her a dark glare. Ali, realizing that she'd made a mistake, bit her lip tentatively.
"Calm down Sam, she was only teasing. We all know that you're a well- mannered gentle-hobbit." Frodo said, putting a hand on Sam's arm.
Sam sighed, "I should be outside gardening anyway..." He stood up, "Nice meeting you both." He bowed, then turned and nodded his head at Frodo. "Mr. Frodo Sir..." He looked at Ali once more, his brown eyes still showing hurt, and then walked out.
A long silence followed, all of them were too uncomfortable to break it until Frodo stood. "Uh, excuse me..." He stated quietly walking out of the room, casting back a meaningful glance at Becca clearly saying 'Bring it up!'
"Uh, looks like you and Frodo have something huh?" Ali asked Becca, grinning and winking.
"I hope so..." Becca shrugged, wondering if she liked Merry or Frodo more. "He IS cute isn't he?"
"I guess..." Ali trailed off, giving Becca a little half smile, quite clearly saying that she was simply humoring Becca.
"What do you think of Sam?" Becca prompted.
"I dunno... I like him... a lot..." Ali looked down blushing. "But I guess I've ruined any chance I had with him... I should apologize." She decided, rising from her chair.
After Ali left, Becca grabbed a few sliced apples and biscuits, and began absent-mindedly nibbling on them.
"Good," Frodo's voice abruptly sent her flying out of her chair as he walked in, "you DO eat. I was beginning to get worried." He grinned at her, "So I'm cute, eh?"
"Oh shut up!" Becca giggled and threw the apple she was eating at him. "I've been thinking-"
"Wow, that is surprising, but I suppose even YOUR brain must operate correctly sometimes."
Becca glared at him, but couldn't suppress the smile that was pushing its way up underneath it. "I was thinking that I can't encourage Ali because she'll just think that I'm being overly-optimistic."
"Same with Sam,"
"'Same with Sam' what?" Ali's voice came, her head appearing through the door shortly after.
Frodo and Becca jumped, Becca falling out of her chair.
"Nothing." They both said in unison, blushing as Ali giggled.
"Whatever... Frodo, do you have any bandages? Sam got into a fight with a rosebush and lost."
"Of course." Frodo walked out of the kitchen, glancing back at Becca and mimicking a sigh of intense relief. Finally when he returned, looking bewilderedly down the hall after Ali, Becca continued.
"So, I was thinking, since you know Sam better than I do, you could most likely do a better job of convincing her that he's interested; and same with me to Sam."
"Hmm, good idea. We should probably work out a basic plan for what we're going to say, lest we contradict each other. Would you care to go for a walk to discuss this, where they won't accidentally come waltzing in on us?"
"Works for me."
The both stood and started walking toward the door. Frodo, upon realizing how inappropriate his attire was, put on a jacket. Then, as he was thinking of inappropriate attire, he realized that Becca was wearing shoes.
"Um, Becca? Is there any chance that I can get you to remove those? You know, make you a bit more inconspicuous?"
"Oh! Of course!" She said upon realizing what he was referring to. She bent down and took off her shoes and socks.
"Wow, you have small feet." Frodo commented, obviously intrigued by them. She began laughing at his odd fascination with her feet.
When both of them had on (or off) "proper" attire, they finally set out. As they walked out of Bag End they passed Sam and Ali, both of whom were working at uprooting weeds in the front flower beds.
"Well, that's interestingly good news." commented Becca, grinning "This may be even easier than expected."
"Why is that?"
"Ali hates Gardening."
**Okay, I know these chapters are kind of short, but at least there're many of them... I hope you're enjoying this as much as I am! Please review and tell me what ya' think! :-D Thanks.**