Disclaimer: I don't THINK I'm related to Tolkien (unfortunately), so they
aren't mine.
A/N: I've only edited the first 2 chapters. I'll probably be posting one chapter a week (Saturdays most likely).
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Yeah! Great story Pippinmerry! I love reading about Frodo and Merry as much as Pippin. Thanks-Belladonna Took (And I love writing about them almost as much as Pippin.)
Oh, what a great chapter! Eager for the next one!-Queen of Gondor (Awww, thanks Queenie!)
Even cuter than the last one! *goes all mushy* I just love baby Merry and your writing's so good!-Evermind (Who doesn't love baby Merry, and thank you so much!)
*Elvish bow* Good chapter! These two are cuties!-Lothithil(not only a bow but an elvish one at that! Yes, they ARE cute aren't they?)
This is sooo cute! *wants to adopt baby Merry & little angel Frodo*- Avondster (I'm sorry, but you can't. You can baby sit if you want to though.)
Great story line PM!!!! I love to think of Merry at two!!!!!! :)-Silivren Ithildin (Merry at two is just too cute to comprehend!)
Chapter Two-Brother
Frodo awake in the night to find his door slightly open. "Who's there?" he called out hoarsely.
"Frodo!" called out a small voice.
"Merry? Is that you?" He sat up. In the pale light of the moon, he saw two-year-old Merry standing beside his bed. "What do you need, Merry?
"Can't sleep."
"You can't sleep?"
The small hobbit shook his head. "Sleep with you?"
Frodo sighed. "Get in." He pulled back his covers as his cousin crawled in. "Why can't you sleep?"
Merry curled up next to his cousin. "Wanted to sleep with you. Mummy say no."
"Oh. I see." Frodo had to smile. Merry had developed a deep attachment to Frodo over the last two years and vice versa. The elder cousin had quickly gotten over his feelings of resentment. Merry filled a void left by his parent's death. "You're mother just doesn't want you to get used to sharing your bed." He looked down at Merry. "How did you get out of your crib anyways?"
Merry looked up at Frodo. "Climbed," he said matter-of-factly.
Frodo pulled the little hobbit close to him and kissed his soft curls. "Go to sleep, Merry," he whispered. Soon the two were asleep.
"Time to get up, Merry-lad!" Essy said, as she entered her son's room the next morning. She was shocked to see her son wasn't in his crib. "Merry?" She ran from the room into the kitchen. "Saradoc, have you seen Merry? He's not in his crib."
Saradoc looked up. "He's not?" He thought for a moment. "Have you checked with Frodo?"
"Why would he be with Frodo? He should be in his crib!" She was becoming hysterical. "He's only two, Saradoc!"
Saradoc crossed the room to his wife. "I'm sure he's fine, Essy." He kissed her on the forehead. "Come on. Let's see if Frodo knows where he might be."
The two walked down to Frodo's room. Saradoc slowly opened the door in case the lad was still sleeping. He smiled when he saw his cousin and his little son sound asleep together. Merry was wrapped up in Frodo's arms. "Essy, he's fine." He opened the door a little more to show his wife. "He must've come here in the middle of the night."
"Oh? You really think he got of the crib on his own?" Essy entered the room and walked over to the bed. She pulled back the covers and removed Merry from Frodo's arms. "Come with Mummy, Merry."
Merry started to cry. "No!"
Frodo awoke and rubbed his eyes. "What's going on?" He looked up and saw Saradoc standing by the door, Essy standing beside his bed, and Merry, crying in his mother's arms. "What happened?"
"You know, Frodo. You...you took him from his bed and worried me so." She held Merry to her, ignoring his protests.
"Aunt Essy, I didn't, really! He came in here last night and..."
"He's only two, Frodo. How did he get out of his crib?"
Frodo shrugged his shoulders. "Climbed."
Saradoc moved to stand behind his wife. "Essy, stop. You're overreacting. Merry is fine." He smiled at his son who was still sobbing. "Just a little cranky after being woken up. Go and have some breakfast now, alright?"
Essy held Merry tightly to her and kissed the top of his head. She shoot one final look at Frodo and left the room.
Saradoc sighed. "I'm sorry, Frodo. She's been a bit...on edge lately." He sat on Frodo's bed. "She doesn't mean it."
Frodo drew his legs up in his arms. "You believe me, don't you Uncle?"
Saradoc smiled. "Yes, I believe you. Merry's a bright lad and he is getting a little big for that crib. Wouldn't surprise me if this wasn't the first time he got out. I do wonder why he did it though."
"He told me he couldn't sleep and that Aunt Essy told him he couldn't sleep in my bed with me." Frodo looked down at his sheets for moment before returning his gaze to Saradoc. "Is she really mad at me?"
"Don't worry. Essy loves you. I'll talk to her. Get dressed and come to breakfast." He reached out and ruffled Frodo's hair. "See you in a bit."
Frodo got out of bed and slowly got ready for the day. He hoped the longer he took, the less time he'd have to spend with Essy. He loved her and hadn't meant to upset her, but he found it hard to say no to Merry, especially in the wee hours of the morning. He sighed. "Well, it's been done. Either way, someone would've been upset," he said to himself.
He entered the dining hall and quickly sat down. Essy placed his plate in front of him before turning back to Merry.
"I'm sorry, Aunt Essy. I didn't...I didn't mean to worry you." He looked down at his plate. "You won't..." He looked up at her. "You won't send me away will you?"
Essy turned from her son. "Oh, Frodo-lad." She went over and hugged him. "I didn't mean to make you think that. I know you didn't mean to worry me. I'm sorry I was so cross with you." She kissed the top of his head and sat next to him. "I see how Merry looks up to you. You're a wonderful big cousin, Frodo." She took his hand in her's. "Thank you for that."
Frodo smiled. "You're welcome, Aunt Essy."
Essy turned to her husband. "I think we should tell him, Saradoc."
Saradoc smiled and nodded. "Yes, we should."
Frodo looked at them, very confused. "Tell me what?"
"Frodo-lad, it seems that you'll be getting a new little cousin in a few months."
He looked at Essy. "Aunt Essy, you're...you're going to have another baby?"
She smiled and brushed back Frodo's hair. "Yes, lad. Merry will have a little brother or sister."
"That's wonderful, Aunt Essy!"
She stood up and kissed him again. "Be a good lad and finish up now, alright?"
"Frodo!" squealed Merry as his father released him from his highchair.
Frodo picked him up and set him on his lap. "Good morning, Merry- Mer."
The little hobbit giggled at Frodo's nickname for him. "Play with you today?"
"Of course, Merry. We'll play today."
"Sleep with you?" he asked, gazing up at Frodo.
Frodo looked from his cousin to Essy. "That depends on what your mother say, alright? And no climbing out of your crib tonight if she says no."
Merry shook his head. "No climbing."
Essy looked down at her boys. "We shall see, Merry-lad."
Frodo quickly finished his breakfast. After putting his plate away, he took hold of Merry's hand and the two walked outside. Merry let go and ran quickly towards the Brandywine River. Frodo managed to grab him before he got to the shore.
"Merry, you can't go in the river. You don't know who to swim."
"You teach me?" Merry gazed up as his cousin. His grey eyes wide with anticipation.
"I will, but we'll have to wait a little while. And your parents have to say yes."
Merry smiled and held up his arms. Frodo took the cue and lifted the little hobbit up, holding him closely. He rested his head on the light brown curls and smiled. "Merry, I hope your brother or sister is just like you."
Merry pulled away. "Brother?"
"Yes, you might get a brother."
The little hobbit shook his head vigorously. "No." He pointed at Frodo. "Brother."
Frodo smiled. "We can brothers, Merry. We can be brothers."
Merry smiled and laid his head on Frodo's shoulder.
A/N: I've only edited the first 2 chapters. I'll probably be posting one chapter a week (Saturdays most likely).
More LOTR Fan Club Board Comments:
Yeah! Great story Pippinmerry! I love reading about Frodo and Merry as much as Pippin. Thanks-Belladonna Took (And I love writing about them almost as much as Pippin.)
Oh, what a great chapter! Eager for the next one!-Queen of Gondor (Awww, thanks Queenie!)
Even cuter than the last one! *goes all mushy* I just love baby Merry and your writing's so good!-Evermind (Who doesn't love baby Merry, and thank you so much!)
*Elvish bow* Good chapter! These two are cuties!-Lothithil(not only a bow but an elvish one at that! Yes, they ARE cute aren't they?)
This is sooo cute! *wants to adopt baby Merry & little angel Frodo*- Avondster (I'm sorry, but you can't. You can baby sit if you want to though.)
Great story line PM!!!! I love to think of Merry at two!!!!!! :)-Silivren Ithildin (Merry at two is just too cute to comprehend!)
Chapter Two-Brother
Frodo awake in the night to find his door slightly open. "Who's there?" he called out hoarsely.
"Frodo!" called out a small voice.
"Merry? Is that you?" He sat up. In the pale light of the moon, he saw two-year-old Merry standing beside his bed. "What do you need, Merry?
"Can't sleep."
"You can't sleep?"
The small hobbit shook his head. "Sleep with you?"
Frodo sighed. "Get in." He pulled back his covers as his cousin crawled in. "Why can't you sleep?"
Merry curled up next to his cousin. "Wanted to sleep with you. Mummy say no."
"Oh. I see." Frodo had to smile. Merry had developed a deep attachment to Frodo over the last two years and vice versa. The elder cousin had quickly gotten over his feelings of resentment. Merry filled a void left by his parent's death. "You're mother just doesn't want you to get used to sharing your bed." He looked down at Merry. "How did you get out of your crib anyways?"
Merry looked up at Frodo. "Climbed," he said matter-of-factly.
Frodo pulled the little hobbit close to him and kissed his soft curls. "Go to sleep, Merry," he whispered. Soon the two were asleep.
"Time to get up, Merry-lad!" Essy said, as she entered her son's room the next morning. She was shocked to see her son wasn't in his crib. "Merry?" She ran from the room into the kitchen. "Saradoc, have you seen Merry? He's not in his crib."
Saradoc looked up. "He's not?" He thought for a moment. "Have you checked with Frodo?"
"Why would he be with Frodo? He should be in his crib!" She was becoming hysterical. "He's only two, Saradoc!"
Saradoc crossed the room to his wife. "I'm sure he's fine, Essy." He kissed her on the forehead. "Come on. Let's see if Frodo knows where he might be."
The two walked down to Frodo's room. Saradoc slowly opened the door in case the lad was still sleeping. He smiled when he saw his cousin and his little son sound asleep together. Merry was wrapped up in Frodo's arms. "Essy, he's fine." He opened the door a little more to show his wife. "He must've come here in the middle of the night."
"Oh? You really think he got of the crib on his own?" Essy entered the room and walked over to the bed. She pulled back the covers and removed Merry from Frodo's arms. "Come with Mummy, Merry."
Merry started to cry. "No!"
Frodo awoke and rubbed his eyes. "What's going on?" He looked up and saw Saradoc standing by the door, Essy standing beside his bed, and Merry, crying in his mother's arms. "What happened?"
"You know, Frodo. You...you took him from his bed and worried me so." She held Merry to her, ignoring his protests.
"Aunt Essy, I didn't, really! He came in here last night and..."
"He's only two, Frodo. How did he get out of his crib?"
Frodo shrugged his shoulders. "Climbed."
Saradoc moved to stand behind his wife. "Essy, stop. You're overreacting. Merry is fine." He smiled at his son who was still sobbing. "Just a little cranky after being woken up. Go and have some breakfast now, alright?"
Essy held Merry tightly to her and kissed the top of his head. She shoot one final look at Frodo and left the room.
Saradoc sighed. "I'm sorry, Frodo. She's been a bit...on edge lately." He sat on Frodo's bed. "She doesn't mean it."
Frodo drew his legs up in his arms. "You believe me, don't you Uncle?"
Saradoc smiled. "Yes, I believe you. Merry's a bright lad and he is getting a little big for that crib. Wouldn't surprise me if this wasn't the first time he got out. I do wonder why he did it though."
"He told me he couldn't sleep and that Aunt Essy told him he couldn't sleep in my bed with me." Frodo looked down at his sheets for moment before returning his gaze to Saradoc. "Is she really mad at me?"
"Don't worry. Essy loves you. I'll talk to her. Get dressed and come to breakfast." He reached out and ruffled Frodo's hair. "See you in a bit."
Frodo got out of bed and slowly got ready for the day. He hoped the longer he took, the less time he'd have to spend with Essy. He loved her and hadn't meant to upset her, but he found it hard to say no to Merry, especially in the wee hours of the morning. He sighed. "Well, it's been done. Either way, someone would've been upset," he said to himself.
He entered the dining hall and quickly sat down. Essy placed his plate in front of him before turning back to Merry.
"I'm sorry, Aunt Essy. I didn't...I didn't mean to worry you." He looked down at his plate. "You won't..." He looked up at her. "You won't send me away will you?"
Essy turned from her son. "Oh, Frodo-lad." She went over and hugged him. "I didn't mean to make you think that. I know you didn't mean to worry me. I'm sorry I was so cross with you." She kissed the top of his head and sat next to him. "I see how Merry looks up to you. You're a wonderful big cousin, Frodo." She took his hand in her's. "Thank you for that."
Frodo smiled. "You're welcome, Aunt Essy."
Essy turned to her husband. "I think we should tell him, Saradoc."
Saradoc smiled and nodded. "Yes, we should."
Frodo looked at them, very confused. "Tell me what?"
"Frodo-lad, it seems that you'll be getting a new little cousin in a few months."
He looked at Essy. "Aunt Essy, you're...you're going to have another baby?"
She smiled and brushed back Frodo's hair. "Yes, lad. Merry will have a little brother or sister."
"That's wonderful, Aunt Essy!"
She stood up and kissed him again. "Be a good lad and finish up now, alright?"
"Frodo!" squealed Merry as his father released him from his highchair.
Frodo picked him up and set him on his lap. "Good morning, Merry- Mer."
The little hobbit giggled at Frodo's nickname for him. "Play with you today?"
"Of course, Merry. We'll play today."
"Sleep with you?" he asked, gazing up at Frodo.
Frodo looked from his cousin to Essy. "That depends on what your mother say, alright? And no climbing out of your crib tonight if she says no."
Merry shook his head. "No climbing."
Essy looked down at her boys. "We shall see, Merry-lad."
Frodo quickly finished his breakfast. After putting his plate away, he took hold of Merry's hand and the two walked outside. Merry let go and ran quickly towards the Brandywine River. Frodo managed to grab him before he got to the shore.
"Merry, you can't go in the river. You don't know who to swim."
"You teach me?" Merry gazed up as his cousin. His grey eyes wide with anticipation.
"I will, but we'll have to wait a little while. And your parents have to say yes."
Merry smiled and held up his arms. Frodo took the cue and lifted the little hobbit up, holding him closely. He rested his head on the light brown curls and smiled. "Merry, I hope your brother or sister is just like you."
Merry pulled away. "Brother?"
"Yes, you might get a brother."
The little hobbit shook his head vigorously. "No." He pointed at Frodo. "Brother."
Frodo smiled. "We can brothers, Merry. We can be brothers."
Merry smiled and laid his head on Frodo's shoulder.