Disclaimer: In this story, I do not own the characters created by J.R.R
Tolkien. I wish I did but I don't.
Summary:
A friendship where you would lay your life down for your friends, is the type of friendship that Sam, Merry, and Pippin have with Frodo. A friendship such as this doesn't start just anywhere. This pre-LotR story shows how friendship and sacrifice go hand. This story takes place five years after Bilbo's departure from the Shire.
A/N: h/c, angst, no slash.
Ailsa Joy- I couldn't resist the urge to add a little foreshadowing, concerning the Quest. That is one of the fun things about writing and reading pre-LotR. I really enjoyed writing the Merry and Frodo scene, because I believe it shows their friendship in its entirety, it's unconditional and devoted. I am glad you liked the part about Pippin looking serious for the sake of an apple pie. I love writing hobbity lines like that.
Aemilla Rose- I am delighted that you have been caught up in my story and I hope that you continue to be caught up in it. Yes, last line is quite comical considering what we all know about future events to come.
Camellia Gamgee-Took- Sadly, we authors cannot take all the credit for being hobbit sadists, because that honor lies on the original hobbit sadist, Tolkien. Yes, the last line is extremely ironic.
Harper's Pixie- You are still being so intuitive. Let us see what else you can deduce as this story progresses.
Obelia medusa- I am so delighted to hear from you again! Thank you for your suggestion. I do try to catch those historical inconsistencies, but they do sometimes slip their way through anyway. The suspense is building and it will continue to do so for a while. I truly enjoy adding bits and pieces of humor here and there. Besides, despite the their unpleasant situation they are hobbits none the less, and like Gandalf said in The Two Towers, "These hobbits will sit on the edge of ruin and discuss the pleasures of the table".
Ch. 13
Into the Dragon's Lair
"Mr. Frodo, you really need to relax. You're goin' to 'urt yourself by bein' so troubled," said Sam, noticing Frodo's growing trepidation and anxiety as they waited in Dr. Bracegirdle's office.
"That's easy for you to say. First of all, you are not going to be examined and treated by her, and secondly, you were never Bilbo's heir, and therefore essentially the reason the Sackville-Bagginses did not inherit Bag End and all of its riches," Frodo said, feeling very sorry for himself.
"Tis' true, sir. I am glad I'm not in your position," Sam replied.
"Don't forget, that with the way Lobelia talks about you, her sister probably thinks you are the spawn of all evil," Pippin commented.
Merry, who was still lying down near by, couldn't help but add to his cousin's teasing. "Umm. Frodo?"
"Yes Merry?"
"Would you mind not telling Lobelia's sister that we're related? I wouldn't want her to make me go through any of same pain that she's going to put you through." Merry's comment made everyone including Frodo and Ms. Chubb laugh.
Once their laughter ceased Ms. Chubb spoke. "I hate to leave all of you, but I must go back to Dr. Bunce's office and await her return."
Frodo got up from his seat to lead her to the door, "Let me thank you once again for helping my cousin and me."
"Don't mention it, Master Baggins, it was my pleasure. I hope that I will. see you around sometime."
"I hope so," said Frodo, smiling.
"Goodbye, Master Baggins."
"Farewell, Mistress Chubb."
After she had left, Pippin cleared his throat and spoke. "I believe that Frodo might break the tradition of bachelors living at Bag End."
"Pippin!" Frodo exclaimed as his face turned red with embarrassment.
"All right, that's enough. There'll be no more pickin' on Mr. Frodo as long as I see to it," Sam said with his arms crossed.
"Thank you, Sam."
"Besides, Mr. Frodo's got several other pretty lasses to choose from," Sam said with a mischievous grin.
Merry and Pippin started laughing uncontrollably, while Frodo smiled at how his mischievous cousins were starting to wear off on his quiet spoken Sam.
"Uh umm," came a voice from the near by doorway that sounded strikingly similar to Lobelia's. All four hobbits were suddenly completely silent as they turned toward the source of the voice. "Gentlemen, I am Dr. Dora Bracegirdle. Who is ill and requires my expertise?"
Sam looked at his feet. Pippin pointed to Frodo and Merry. Merry pointed to Frodo and Frodo pointed to Merry.
After a moment, Dr. Bracegirdle spoke, "So I assume you are the two that are ill." She pointed to Merry not looking up from her appointment book. "Name?"
Merry breathed in softly and answered, "Meriadoc Brandybuck."
She wrote his name in her book and then pointed to Frodo, "Name?"
After a sharp intake of breath Frodo answered, "Frodo Baggins."
Dora stopped in the middle of writing down the name and looked up at Frodo, "Did you just say that your name is Frodo Baggins?"
Frodo sighed and said, "Yes that is my name."
"My sister, Lobelia Sackville-Baggins, has told me so much about you."
"I imagine she has." Frodo muttered under his breath.
"Both of you, come with me." She glanced at Frodo again before turning around.
Frodo helped Merry to his feet and they followed her, all the while keeping a save distance.
Frodo turned to quietly whisper into Merry's ear, "I feel a bit like Uncle Bilbo going into Smaug's lair."
Merry turned and whispered back, "Do not fear, cousin. You are not alone. You have Meriadoc the Brave by your side and he shall fight to the death to protect you from this new devilry."
~*TBC*~ (Along with some more of Dora)
Summary:
A friendship where you would lay your life down for your friends, is the type of friendship that Sam, Merry, and Pippin have with Frodo. A friendship such as this doesn't start just anywhere. This pre-LotR story shows how friendship and sacrifice go hand. This story takes place five years after Bilbo's departure from the Shire.
A/N: h/c, angst, no slash.
Ailsa Joy- I couldn't resist the urge to add a little foreshadowing, concerning the Quest. That is one of the fun things about writing and reading pre-LotR. I really enjoyed writing the Merry and Frodo scene, because I believe it shows their friendship in its entirety, it's unconditional and devoted. I am glad you liked the part about Pippin looking serious for the sake of an apple pie. I love writing hobbity lines like that.
Aemilla Rose- I am delighted that you have been caught up in my story and I hope that you continue to be caught up in it. Yes, last line is quite comical considering what we all know about future events to come.
Camellia Gamgee-Took- Sadly, we authors cannot take all the credit for being hobbit sadists, because that honor lies on the original hobbit sadist, Tolkien. Yes, the last line is extremely ironic.
Harper's Pixie- You are still being so intuitive. Let us see what else you can deduce as this story progresses.
Obelia medusa- I am so delighted to hear from you again! Thank you for your suggestion. I do try to catch those historical inconsistencies, but they do sometimes slip their way through anyway. The suspense is building and it will continue to do so for a while. I truly enjoy adding bits and pieces of humor here and there. Besides, despite the their unpleasant situation they are hobbits none the less, and like Gandalf said in The Two Towers, "These hobbits will sit on the edge of ruin and discuss the pleasures of the table".
Ch. 13
Into the Dragon's Lair
"Mr. Frodo, you really need to relax. You're goin' to 'urt yourself by bein' so troubled," said Sam, noticing Frodo's growing trepidation and anxiety as they waited in Dr. Bracegirdle's office.
"That's easy for you to say. First of all, you are not going to be examined and treated by her, and secondly, you were never Bilbo's heir, and therefore essentially the reason the Sackville-Bagginses did not inherit Bag End and all of its riches," Frodo said, feeling very sorry for himself.
"Tis' true, sir. I am glad I'm not in your position," Sam replied.
"Don't forget, that with the way Lobelia talks about you, her sister probably thinks you are the spawn of all evil," Pippin commented.
Merry, who was still lying down near by, couldn't help but add to his cousin's teasing. "Umm. Frodo?"
"Yes Merry?"
"Would you mind not telling Lobelia's sister that we're related? I wouldn't want her to make me go through any of same pain that she's going to put you through." Merry's comment made everyone including Frodo and Ms. Chubb laugh.
Once their laughter ceased Ms. Chubb spoke. "I hate to leave all of you, but I must go back to Dr. Bunce's office and await her return."
Frodo got up from his seat to lead her to the door, "Let me thank you once again for helping my cousin and me."
"Don't mention it, Master Baggins, it was my pleasure. I hope that I will. see you around sometime."
"I hope so," said Frodo, smiling.
"Goodbye, Master Baggins."
"Farewell, Mistress Chubb."
After she had left, Pippin cleared his throat and spoke. "I believe that Frodo might break the tradition of bachelors living at Bag End."
"Pippin!" Frodo exclaimed as his face turned red with embarrassment.
"All right, that's enough. There'll be no more pickin' on Mr. Frodo as long as I see to it," Sam said with his arms crossed.
"Thank you, Sam."
"Besides, Mr. Frodo's got several other pretty lasses to choose from," Sam said with a mischievous grin.
Merry and Pippin started laughing uncontrollably, while Frodo smiled at how his mischievous cousins were starting to wear off on his quiet spoken Sam.
"Uh umm," came a voice from the near by doorway that sounded strikingly similar to Lobelia's. All four hobbits were suddenly completely silent as they turned toward the source of the voice. "Gentlemen, I am Dr. Dora Bracegirdle. Who is ill and requires my expertise?"
Sam looked at his feet. Pippin pointed to Frodo and Merry. Merry pointed to Frodo and Frodo pointed to Merry.
After a moment, Dr. Bracegirdle spoke, "So I assume you are the two that are ill." She pointed to Merry not looking up from her appointment book. "Name?"
Merry breathed in softly and answered, "Meriadoc Brandybuck."
She wrote his name in her book and then pointed to Frodo, "Name?"
After a sharp intake of breath Frodo answered, "Frodo Baggins."
Dora stopped in the middle of writing down the name and looked up at Frodo, "Did you just say that your name is Frodo Baggins?"
Frodo sighed and said, "Yes that is my name."
"My sister, Lobelia Sackville-Baggins, has told me so much about you."
"I imagine she has." Frodo muttered under his breath.
"Both of you, come with me." She glanced at Frodo again before turning around.
Frodo helped Merry to his feet and they followed her, all the while keeping a save distance.
Frodo turned to quietly whisper into Merry's ear, "I feel a bit like Uncle Bilbo going into Smaug's lair."
Merry turned and whispered back, "Do not fear, cousin. You are not alone. You have Meriadoc the Brave by your side and he shall fight to the death to protect you from this new devilry."
~*TBC*~ (Along with some more of Dora)