Angel

Chapter 9: What Harm Could it Do?

Authoress' Notes: Yaaaay! I have almost forty reviews! *Dances around happily* Thanks guys! Now, with a bottle of green apple Jones Soda (No, I don't own Jones Soda, don't sue me) at hand and much rewriting, I have written chapter nine! Enjoy my wonderful reviewers!

            "GAH! I have been inside nearly a week! Must… have… air!" Tersa cried as she desperately tried to yank the front door of Bagend open.

            "Will you quit that?! Bilbo says tomorrow there will be enough snow melted to go out!" Frodo said through clenched teeth as he tried to pull Tersa's hands off the door handle. "Be patient!" Frodo tugged on Tersa's hands a final time, freeing the poor door handle and sending both he and Tersa backwards onto the floor.

"Ow! Frodo what did you do that for?" Tersa asked, rubbing the back of her head where it hit the floor. "You're lucky my hair cushioned the blow to my head or I'd probably be bleeding all over your uncle's floor."

"It wouldn't be the first time someone had bled on Bilbo's floor, Frodina. He's had to bandage numerous cuts and scratches for me." Frodo answered, standing up and helping Tersa to her feet. 

"Will you people quit calling me that? I have no control over what color my eyes and hair are!" Tersa laughed starting back to the living room where Merry, Pippin, and Sam were. "Besides Lake Eyes, I have numerous stupid nicknames to call you and your friends as well."

"You have far too many of them." Frodo grinned walking over to one of the overstuffed chairs in the center of the living room and sitting down. "You should have warned us you were crazy before we became friends with you."

"I was so depressed when you first met me you never would have believed I was." Tersa shrugged hopping up on the back of one of the couches then letting herself fall backwards so she was laying with her head hanging off the couch. "Fear me, I am evil! Grr-ness!"

"I don't think you're evil, I think you're just related to Peregrin." Bilbo laughed, coming in and setting down a tray laden with cookies and tea on the small table in front of the couch Tersa was on. "Here's a bit of a snack for you five. With all the jumping around you've done today I figured you'd be getting hungry! I'll be in the study writing for the rest of the day, so just yell if you need anything."

"Thank you nice person named Bilbo!" Tersa called cheerfully as Bilbo left to go to his study.

"I refuse to believe being related to me made her this way." Pippin said, munching on one of the cookies. "I think she was strange without my help."

"I've always been this way, just ask my sister!" Tersa grinned turning so she was sitting normally and grabbing a cookie. "She had to put up with me for years!"

"I'm sure you made her life interesting." Sam laughed. "You've certainly made it a bit more interesting around here in the past week."

"Thanks." Tersa got up and turned away, blushing a little. "I'm going to go and read in the library for a while alright? I'm sure you can get along without me. See you in a bit!"

"Hmm." Merry said after Tersa left.

"Hmm what?" Sam asked, setting his empty teacup on the table.

"Hmm as in 'Hmm, I think Tersa likes Sam!' " Merry smirked.

Sam's eyes went wide. "You can't be serious! It couldn't be!"

"Well, there's one way to find out…" Merry grinned and started in the direction of Tersa's room.

"We shouldn't be in here." Sam whispered as Merry tiptoed over to Tersa's bed and started rummaging around. "This isn't right Merry!"

"I agree with Sam." Frodo nodded. "It's not a good idea to go prying through a diary!"

"What harm could it do?" Merry asked, pulling Tersa's diary out from under her pillow and cracking it open. "What she doesn't know won't hurt her… or us."

"You're mad." Frodo sighed, shaking his head. Then Frodo noticed Merry had stopped flipping pages and his mouth was hanging open.  "Merry? Are you okay? What'd you find?"

"Yes Merry, what DID you find?" Came the snarl from behind them.

All four boys gulped and turned to see a very angry Tersa Took standing in the hallway.

"Please say something." Frodo pleaded, watching Bilbo pace back and forth.

"What is there to say?" Bilbo asked, shaking his head before looking at the row of hobbits sitting on the edge of Frodo's bed. "I'm sure you already know I'm disappointed. I thought you would all have better sense than to do something like this."

"It was my idea Bilbo. I'm sorry." Merry hung his head. "I dragged them into this, they tried to stop me."

"Don't tell me that you're sorry Meriadoc, tell Tersa that. You were reading her diary, not mine." Bilbo sighed. "What were you doing looking through her diary in the first place?"

"Er… we were trying to figure out if Tersa fancied Sam actually." Merry replied sheepishly.

"You noticed that too, hm?" Bilbo smiled, much to the Merry's surprise. "As I'm sure you now know, Tersa does have a crush on Samwise, though she may not now because of this little investigation of yours. And even though you lads are not entirely off the hook, I'm not going to do anything to you. In other words, you can looking as though a dragon is going to eat you Peregrin."

"Really? You're not going to do anything to us?" Sam asked, looking up at Bilbo in astonishment.

"Really. You do have to go apologize to Tersa however." Bilbo said.

"WHAT?!"

"She'll kill us!" Frodo exclaimed.

"You said you wouldn't punish us!" Pippin cried. "How could you lie to us like that?!"

"You might view it as a punishment, but I do not. I view it as being polite, which I know all of you have been taught to be." Bilbo got no response except pleading looks. "Go or I'll never tell you about my adventures again."

Frodo, Merry, Pippin, and Sam looked at each other horrified, then ran out of Frodo's room and down the hall to Tersa's as fast as their legs could carry them.

"What do you want?" Tersa growled irritably as her four friends ran in the room, slamming the door behind them. "If you expect me to protect you from whatever you're running from, you've got another thing coming."

"Tersa, can we say something?" Pippin asked cautiously.

Tersa snorted and narrowed her eyes at them. "If you're going to prance around and chant about me marrying Sam, expect to have heavy objects flying at your heads."

"Actually, we just wanted to say we were sorry." Merry answered.

"And to please forgive us. We know you probably won't, but we were hoping you would." Sam looked up at Tersa embarrassedly. "We didn't mean to hurt you so much, and we don't want to lose as nice a friend as you."

"Really?" Tersa asked hopefully.

"Really." Frodo answered. "Will you forgive us? Please?"

"If you promise to forget about my having a crush on Sam, yes. I think I was going crazy from the cabin fever." Tersa laughed.

"Fine with us." Merry replied with a grin.

"Good."

Hmmm… should I end angel there? Or should I go into the future a few years to when our favorite four hobbits come back from their quest? You decide my readers! Until my next fic, or chapter depending on my reviewers!

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