Crap title I know. 100 words exactly. So that makes it a drabble, right? I don't know. Short and pointless. Might make a longer version later.
M/P sort of slash. I just thought of this last night, watching Sam and Rosie's wedding bit on ROTK. Possibly more to come, but it depends on what people think of this. And by the way, my other fic – that I'm sure you want to read – is going to have another chapter soon.
So… review and be nice! Anything I've got wrong, put it in the review.
You moved!
"You moved."
"I beg your pardon?"
"You moved! One minute you were next to me, and then you moved next to Frodo."
"To be nearer the cake and ale, dearest."
"Oh really? Well that didn't help me when I turned to look at you when I caught the flowers. You'd moved, and I was left smiling at Diamond. I had to dance with her."
"Oh, poor you! How did you survive?"
"Because I knew you'd be here for me."
"And if I wasn't here when you got back?"
"Then I would drag you from Estella Bolger's arms and into mine."
