Hoodlum Hobbits
Lily sat by the edge of the lake, quietly watching the fish rippling about in the pond, she wanted to go find her best friends Merry and Pippin, but found herself unable to pull her gaze from the still scene displayed on the water. She heard the rustling of footsteps in the grass behind her. And knew exactly who it was.
"Hullo Pippin" she said with a small smile.
"How'd you know it was me?" He whined as he sat beside her and began to eat an apple she knew he'd probably stolen.
"Magic" She joked, "You should know that by now Pip"
"Oh I'm sorry Lil, I forgot." he teased. There was silence for a while, they sat there, cooling their feet in the water and feeling the breeze on their faces.
"So where's Merry? I haven't seen him all day" Lily broke the silence.
"I'm right here" she heard him say as she was pushed into the lake. Though she hadn't expected it, she'd gotten her revenge, as she fell; she pulled him in with her.
They surfaced and laughed.
"You foul creature!" Lily said, splashing him with water.
"Hey! Watch it! I had nothing to do with that! Don't spray me!" Pippin said, jumping away from the edge. Lily's eyes showed a twinkle of mischief as she glanced at Merry, one look at him showed that they were thinking the same thing. Together, they inched toward Pippin, who backed away slowly then took off running, with Merry and Lily right behind him. They ran across the meadow separating the town from the lakes.
With a lunge, Merry tackled Pippin; they crumbled into a pile on the ground, laughing. Lily came running up behind them, delayed by the dress she wore. She collapsed onto the ground next to them. Breathless, they lay there, staring at the aqua blue sky above and trying to breathe. When they could finally stand, they started walking slowly, as most Hobbits do, taking their time to avoid any chores they might rush into. They walked the cobblestone streets of Hobbiton, not really knowing where they were going, and not really caring. They talked of a lot of things, but mostly food, because as we all know, Hobbits are very hungry creatures. They'd been walking for a short while, when they came upon a pub where they'd shared many memories before. Walking inside, they were greeted by the familiar sounds of chattering and the familiar tink of mug on wood. Taking a seat at a table in the corner, they could see the sky turning blissful shades of purple and pink.
"Well, fancy meeting you here!" An obnoxiously familiar voice reached their ears. They turned to find a fat, very neat, Hobbit, with a very long nose, and blond hair combed neatly to the side. His baby blue eyes settled on Lily, because though he wouldn't admit it, (But everyone knew anyway) he wanted Lily.
"Bolo Sandybanks, to what do we owe this displeasure?" Merry said, his eyes glinting dangerously. The Sandybanks and the Brandybucks' had had a mini-war going on for ages.
"What are you doing here? Come to pick on us common folk have you?" Lily sneered. She hated Bolo as well as the rest of The Sandybanks. She turned to Pippin, who'd apparently gone to get more ale for them. She turned to Merry and Bolo, their eyes still locked on each other.
"Bolo, hurry up and say whatever it is you've come here to say." Lily spoke, trying to keep her voice calm to mask the hate surging through her veins.
"Father sent me to see how the common people were doing; we do find you people quite fascinating." He said arrogantly. Lily took a quick look at Merry, whose blue eyes were still glaring at Bolo, his fists had clenched. She laid a hand on his, and shot him a glance, then stood. She took her time by smoothing out her blood red dress, before shifting her eyes to his.
"Well, we find your…kind…amusing, we do sit and talk over supper how a head so big as yours can fit through a door. Tell me, do you have to get your doors modified? Or do you just do it yourself?" She smiled with satisfaction as Bolo's face turned a shade of scarlet and he turned and briskly walked out of the tavern. The pub, which had gone silent, slowly returned to it's loud self. Lily sat down, and brushed away a strand of brown hair that had escaped the ribbon in her hair. Pippin returned with the ale, and Lily took a long, deep drink from her. They sat there in silence for a while, trying to calm down from the event that had just happened.
"You know, I wonder when Sam's Gaffer is going to make those biscuits he makes, they're quite tasty." Pippin said, daydreaming as he licked his lips.
"I don't know what to do with you Peregrine Took!" Lily laughed as they stood to leave. They walked past the barkeep who bid them a goodnight. When they walked out into the darkness, they found that the gentle breeze had turned into a cold one. Lily, wearing just her dress, found herself shivering. Merry noticed, and took off his own jacket, gently placing it on her shoulders. They walked quietly into the night. They stopped at Pippin's house first, since it was the first house on the path.
"G'night Pip, see you tomorrow!" Lily said, giving him a quick hug.
"Night Lil." He said, not noticing the small glare he'd received from Merry.
Merry and Lily walked down the path, further into the outskirts of Hobbiton. Merry caught Lily's arm as she went to turn down the road that led to Merry's house.
"But, aren't we going to drop you off?" She asked.
"No, I want to make sure you get home safely, it's a long ways to walk yourself." He said. They walked together, to a comfortable looking cottage tucked away in the trees. They stood there, looking into the deep depths of the forest.
"Well, night Mer, see you in the morning." She said, giving him a hug.
"G'night Lil." He smiled as he turned to leave.
"Merry…thanks for walking me home…" Lily stopped him. She had wanted to ask him in, but somehow the words didn't come, this was a strange thing for to happen to Lily, because she was one who always said what she felt.
"No problem" he said, walking quietly down the road, until he was nothing more than a speck in the distance. Lily went inside, and readied herself for bed. She looked into the mirror that hung above her bureau. She looked back, her face was unusually pale against her dark brown hair, and her own gleaming green eyes dug into hers. She smiled as she curled in her bed. She fell asleep and dreamed of things to come.