BohemianSheep -

O yes! My faithful luvly reviewer that I missed :)

E-Thank you

Forget - I know, poor Pip

Forever - Oh, hit your head? Ouchies for you. 'N yes I am:)

Family - I like it :)

Gossip - Hobbits obviously have no idea what's interesting in gardens do they?

It should... Forgive me for asking, me dear. And 'rubbish' is Welsh for 'small purple frog that makes a squishy noise when stepped on'.

Eugene was robbed. I'm going off Anthony. You did? Yay! I thought of you anyways. I went camping in a tent as well this holiday... I don't think that there's a prob with loosing out on the experiance (half-cooked baked beans and pot-noodles in a tent and, as I read in a fic once, 'comfortably fits 8' 'well, 6 if you're goods friends')

Hmm I may have to steal the ideas you've given :) So will I, I like this fic.

PS. Thursday? Will think of you but why?

PPSS. Yeah I know, any longer and I will be putting the answers to your reviews in my LJ. I think this one was some sort of record.

PPPSSS. Extra stuff on my LJ if you really need to watch more of this fic.

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Luvly Blathnaid (though she's changing her name... I think) read this over for me. I was thinking about taking out the last bit from: "Merry?" "Hm?" bit down. As she said no, I will not be doing it :)

Anyways, I own nothing, improvements (shush) welcome (and if there's a word for a letter you want, tell me, because I have only a few done so far :p)

Enjoy.

H is for holding hands

"Merry, look over there..."

"Pippin..."

"Look!"

"Keep your voice down!"

"You're not looking!"

"Sakes Pippin, what is it?"

"Look. Over. There."

"...Frodo and Sam?"

"Look at them."

"You keep saying that but I don't know what you're talking about."

"They're holding hands."

"They have been all dinner, Pip. If you hadn't been so set on eating everyone's roast potatoes, you would have heard Aunt Hyacinyth mention it at least five times."

"Merry?"

"Hm?"

"Why didn't you try and hold my hand? I thought you loved me."

"I do love you. And I did. You thought I was going after your chicken and poked me with your fork."