Disclaimer: nope not mine
A/N: Well here I am again writing for complete strangers, friends, betas, and most importantly for my sanity; for without writing all of the plot bunnies in my head would murder my mind (try to figure that out). Anyway this chapter will deal with the untold story of Aragon, Merry, Pippin, Sam, Glorfindel, and most importantly Bill's journey to Rivendell after Frodo and Asfaloth leave. By the way if anyone knows of a good elvish translator thing please tell me because I only have what's in the books (including the Silmairilion, but that deals mostly with naming) and I would like to add more elvish into later chapters.
Chapter 6: Almost There
Pippin has been patting me for a long time I can tell that he is extremely worried, mostly about Mr. Frodo and a little for himself too. Merry is walking over to us. Merry tends to take care of Pippin; they are very close, I think they're cousins. From what I know, hobbits care a great deal about family, very unlike ponies. I can't really remember my own family, except perhaps in the vague depths of my, memory, my mother. I can remember being very young in a field south of the village of Bree, on a farm. I remember spring and all the flowers in the field. I like flowers; they smell good and taste even better! And there was young sweet grass, not the rough dry hay that that nasty Bill Ferny gave me. My mother and I would run around our paddock enjoying the nice spring air. There were other young ponies too. We would play and eat; we were very much like young hobbits now that I think of it….
"Pip?"
Silence
"Pippin."
Groan
"Bill would you please talk some sense into this silly young hobbit!" Merry is trying to be in good spirits but even he is concerned and I can tell by his tone of voice that he is worried about Pippin especially.
"I'm not in the mood Merry."
Mood for what? I don't think that Merry is suggesting anything inapproate of the situation, like a joke. Now how can I get some sense into Pip?
Indignant snort
Good, Pippin's laughing, though uneasily.
"Shut up Bill."
Pippin is still in peals of laughter.
"Oh, so you'll talk to Bill but not me is that it?"
I can hint some sarcasm in Merry's voice.
Pippin stopped laughing.
"I'm sorry Merry, it's just, well, I'm really worried about Frodo…and…and…Merry what's going to happen?"
Sigh
Sympathetic snort
"I…I don't know…I don't know what's going to happen Pip."
What is going to happen? Why is this happening to us? Where are we going after Rivendell? Will I have to go 'home', or will I get to stay with Sam?
"Mr. Merry, Mr. Pippin?"
"Hello Sam."
"What are you doing over here?"
Sam brought me an apple. Hmm I think I can here water in the distance, and hooves, maybe its Asfaloth and Frodo. No there are more then one set of hooves.
"Talking to-"
Pippin is being cut off by Strider.
"Glorfindel says that he hears the riders approaching, we should hide."
We should hide is what he said, we must hide is what he meant. I can feel a tingle of fear once again. It's like my total being is disturbed by this thing that approaches. Merry and Pippin seem afraid too, as well as Sam.
"It'll be alright Bill."
Sam always looks out for me.
"Sam…M…Merry….S…S…Strider the…the…the riders….."
Gulp
Clomp, clomp, clomp
Shhhhhh
Sssseeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaacccccccccccccchhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Skip
Those horrible things are talking to poor Mr. Frodo now! I can't really hear but I can tell that it's terrible.
"Oh, Bill"
I can feel hobbit-arms close around me. I don't know if it's just one or all three, I'm too scared to care; I only like the comfort they bring.
Whoosh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Neigh
Screech
Clomp, clomp
Everyone just collectively let out a sigh of relief. The Black Riders, they're gone, they won't bother us again!-Or will they? The hobbits look a bit happier, but Strider and Glorfindel (who I think know more about what's going on) don't look quite as relived.
About half an hour later
We crossed the river shortly after the flood waters receded and have been making our way down into the valley that I assume is Rivendell. There are lots of trees here and the whole feeling is one of comfort. I think I could stay here for a long time…a long time.
Sam seems to be getting more and more anxious. I think I know why too. The closer we get the Rivendell the closer we get to Mr. Frodo and learning about his condition. I think Sam is afraid of one of the possible conditions…the one we're all afraid of…Mr. Frodo did look terrible when we left…
"Look Bill, Rivendell"
Whinny
"Pip, stop talking to Bill, and take something off his back instead. He must be tired."
Well that's one thing Striders wrong about. I've been eating quiet a bit of that plant.
"Sure Strider…er…what are those elves saying?"
Oh, I didn't even notice, elves really are quiet!
"Just greeting each other don't worry Pip, we're here and soon Frodo will be on the mend."
TBC
A/N: I'm really sorry that it's been so long, but I've had a lot of work to do at school, and then fanfiction was down for a few days and I forgot to write, and then it took my beta forever to look over this chapter. But oh well here I am! Just to let any potential reviewers know the vote is still on! If you voted last time do it again if you didn't do it this time! Just push the little 'go' button next to 'submit review'…please? I need feedback!
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Reviewer Responses:
hotdogfish: Thank you so much for voting, and reviewing.
BlueBlaze23: Don't worry your hair has already started to fade, and everyone has gotten used to the blue in it. As for your actions…well not everyone knows that your like that all the time, I've know your since kindergarten, so I'm used to it. Anyway Bill will have many conversations with other people/hobbits/elves/dwarves/wizards/animals before the story ends.
HermioneCloneForever: Thank you as always! CU soon!
Azla: I'm really happy that you liked Bill talking to other horses, and I do want Bill to learn a bit of elvish, hence needing the translator of dictionary. I hope you liked this chapter!