You Could Have Caught Me

By:

LiL Pippin Padfoot

Disclaimer: Put on your yarmulke its time for Chanukah. So drink your gin and tonic-ah and smoke your marijuan-kah, its time for Chanukah! (No I'm not Jewish ;) Catholicism all the way, baby!)

Chapter 32

Please?

"Please?"

"No."

"Pretty Please?"

"No."

It had been like this for the past days, or at least the last two.

"I'm fine, do I need to do an uh, tap dance? Or a cartwheel? No, wait I can't do a cartwheel, umm how about I sing?"

"No, one more day, okay?"

I think I am the only one allowed to argue with the King of Men.

"Fine, then I am sprung, right?"

"Ummmm…"

"I can leave."

"Yes, I'll send some one over first thing in the morning."

"Okay, I can live with that."

"You know, you aren't just surrounded by four walls, you can go outside."

"Really?"

"Just as long as you stay with in the area of the Houses of Healing."

"Cool. See ya tomorrow!"

And with that, Aragorn left.

I hopped out of bed, fully dressed, not in my clothes, but in Middle Earth style clothes.

I peeked out into the hallway, no Head Herb Dude. Cool.

So, I had this planned out, I would sneak out to the stables see Aracaran, and maybe go for a little ride, if no one is watching.

I had snuck out before, but if I got caught in Middle Earth, it may be more than just doing dishes and laundry. I would be disobeying not just my parents, but two Kings, a Steward (who is also a Prince), a Princess (Eowyn), another Prince, Two Knights, and a dwarf, need I say more?

I quietly went out into the gardens, and then down a hill, and made a bee line to the stables.

"Aracaran!" I whispered as loud as I dared

I heard a whinny a few stalls down. I walked down to it, and there was Aracaran.

I went into the stall, and petted him.

"Who's the good horsy that saved my life? Who's a good horsy?"

I walked out of the stables, and went for a ride, I'm sure that no one saw me.

The sun was setting, and I realized how late it was. Oops.

I quickly took care of Aracaran, and then fairly flew back to the Houses of Healing.

I ran into my room, jumped in my bed, and pulled the covers up to my chin.

"Ah, there you are." Said the Head Herb Dude "I was wondering where you were, The Steward of Gondor is here to see you."

I nodded my head, because I was out of breath.

Faramir walked in.

"Did Aragorn tell you that you can leave tomorrow?"

I again nodded my head. "He wanted me to stay longer, but I don't do well inside stone walls."

Faramir smiled. "I can tell."

"What?"

"You weren't out in the garden were you?"

"Yea, I was a for a bit." Not a lie, I was.

"Funny thing gardens, I don't think that they grow straw in gardens."

Oops, yet again, I am given away by straw.

"You're not mad?"

"Did you do anything wrong?"

"Depends how you look at it, I mean, yes, I did disobey you, and I shouldn't of, but I was really bored."

"I'll tell you what, if you promise to stay in the Houses the rest of the night, no one else finds out."

"Deal."

"Good."

"Has anyone showed up yet?"

"What?"

"I mean like any visitors."

"No, why?"

"Nothing."

"See you tomorrow, then."

"Good-bye."

I sighed. When would Arwen get here?

"You could stay here!"

"No, Gypsies don't do well inside stone walls."

Its from The Hunchback of Notre Dame