Own nothing, never will.
It was a fortnight later and Bucky was not having fun. The fellowship had just started their journey through Moria and Bucky was more scared then he'd ever been in his entire life (well, excluding the time he'd seen a mouse.)
Most everyone else was scared too but they did a better job of dealing with it. Bucky was clinging to Boromir's shoulders, his rear-half resting in the concave of Boromir's shield and the rest of him peeking over Boromir's shoulder.
Boromir was none too happy with this, there was cat fur all over him and Bucky was constantly sneezing. Which made everyone jump, then they would all turn to glare at him before continuing on their way.
"We will stop here for the night," Gandalf said. "If it is night," he added hastily, not wanting to sound uninformed.
Boromir shook Bucky off and attempted to set up sleeping arrangements. It was extremely difficult, seeing as how Bucky had latched onto Boromir as a source of warmth and protection and was constantly getting in his way.
"Would you get out of my way!" he growled at him.
Bucky growled back and the two of them sat there glaring at each other.
Finally Bucky got bored and realized he wasn't sure why he was glaring at Boromir and walked off.
He wasn't tired, so stupidly he wandered into the darkness of Moria (which wasn't quite so dark to him.)
He started to smell fish. Surprised he ran off in the direction of the smell.
There was no way he was going to be able to find his way back to the sleeping fellowship when he finally came upon the hunched, sickly gray creature with the fish.
"Give me!" Bucky cried running toward the creature arms outstretched.
The creature turned to stare at him with huge luminous eyes, "Achsss," it hissed and striking out with it's arm knocked Bucky on to his back.
Bucky yowled and sat up rubbing at his back. "I want some," he said. "I'll give you dried fruit for it."
"Nasssty fruit," the creature said.
"Give it," Bucky said attempting to catch light on his tooth so as to make it glint threateningly, sadly there was no light but that of the creatures eyes, had Bucky been thinking he'd have wondered how it's eyes could reflect light when there was none to reflect.
"What about bread?" Bucky asked. "I'll give you bread."
"Nasssty bread."
"Dried . . . um, meat?"
"Nasssty dried."
"What about--"
"Go away!" the creature shouted.
"But I want fish!" Bucky was desperate, he didn't even care if it was tuna anymore.
"Leave us alone."
Bucky racked his brains, what could he do to make this stupid thing give him fish? "Please," he said, not even remembering what the word meant, he just knew Rob always wanted him to use it.
"What did you say?" the creature asked turning to look at him.
"Please. May I have some fish?"
Emotions played across the creature's face, from anger to surprise to joy to frustration. Finally--still staring at Bucky--he picked up another piece of fish and held it out.
Bucky grinned, this could be the beginning of a beautiful relationship.
It was a fortnight later and Bucky was not having fun. The fellowship had just started their journey through Moria and Bucky was more scared then he'd ever been in his entire life (well, excluding the time he'd seen a mouse.)
Most everyone else was scared too but they did a better job of dealing with it. Bucky was clinging to Boromir's shoulders, his rear-half resting in the concave of Boromir's shield and the rest of him peeking over Boromir's shoulder.
Boromir was none too happy with this, there was cat fur all over him and Bucky was constantly sneezing. Which made everyone jump, then they would all turn to glare at him before continuing on their way.
"We will stop here for the night," Gandalf said. "If it is night," he added hastily, not wanting to sound uninformed.
Boromir shook Bucky off and attempted to set up sleeping arrangements. It was extremely difficult, seeing as how Bucky had latched onto Boromir as a source of warmth and protection and was constantly getting in his way.
"Would you get out of my way!" he growled at him.
Bucky growled back and the two of them sat there glaring at each other.
Finally Bucky got bored and realized he wasn't sure why he was glaring at Boromir and walked off.
He wasn't tired, so stupidly he wandered into the darkness of Moria (which wasn't quite so dark to him.)
He started to smell fish. Surprised he ran off in the direction of the smell.
There was no way he was going to be able to find his way back to the sleeping fellowship when he finally came upon the hunched, sickly gray creature with the fish.
"Give me!" Bucky cried running toward the creature arms outstretched.
The creature turned to stare at him with huge luminous eyes, "Achsss," it hissed and striking out with it's arm knocked Bucky on to his back.
Bucky yowled and sat up rubbing at his back. "I want some," he said. "I'll give you dried fruit for it."
"Nasssty fruit," the creature said.
"Give it," Bucky said attempting to catch light on his tooth so as to make it glint threateningly, sadly there was no light but that of the creatures eyes, had Bucky been thinking he'd have wondered how it's eyes could reflect light when there was none to reflect.
"What about bread?" Bucky asked. "I'll give you bread."
"Nasssty bread."
"Dried . . . um, meat?"
"Nasssty dried."
"What about--"
"Go away!" the creature shouted.
"But I want fish!" Bucky was desperate, he didn't even care if it was tuna anymore.
"Leave us alone."
Bucky racked his brains, what could he do to make this stupid thing give him fish? "Please," he said, not even remembering what the word meant, he just knew Rob always wanted him to use it.
"What did you say?" the creature asked turning to look at him.
"Please. May I have some fish?"
Emotions played across the creature's face, from anger to surprise to joy to frustration. Finally--still staring at Bucky--he picked up another piece of fish and held it out.
Bucky grinned, this could be the beginning of a beautiful relationship.