Frodo vs. Rosie
Ch.4
At Rosie's.
Rosie jumps at the sight of a figure in the kitchen doorway; then regains her composure. "Sam? Is that you?"
"Sorry, I'm not Sam. Try again."
"Mr. Frodo! You scared me! Don't do that again!" She looks around the room, her eyes searching for something, or someone. "Where's Sam?"
"My apologies, he couldn't come."
"Where is he? What did you do to him?"
"Why would I do anything to Sam, Rosie? I love Sam."
"Where is Sam, Mr. Frodo?" She sounds really annoyed.
"He's tied up with something at the moment." –And literally, he is! With real rope too!-
"What did you do?"
"Guess you'll have to read to find out." He chucks something at her. She screams as a dagger lodges in the wall by her head. "That is a warning. Good night." He leaves as she notices that there is a note attached to the dagger.
"WHAT? You kidnapped Sam! You're insane! You better give him back!" She yells, but her words fall on death ears. Frodo has already left. She occupies herself with trying to pull the dagger out of the wall. "Damn it Mr. Frodo!"
Back Frodo's.
"Sam! I'm home!" He sounds all cheerful.
"What happened? I need details! Will you untie me now?"
"Yes, yes." He unties Sam and puts the rope away. "Congrats, Sam. You are now officially kidnapped. How do you feel?"
"Confused? Why did you tie me to a chair?"
"Would you rather me have put you on lock down?"
"Not really."
"Ok then. Besides, I wanted to see your reaction."
"You're silly."
"So? What are you going to do about that Sam?"
"This!" Sam tackles Frodo and starts tickling him.
"Sam!" Frodo laughs. "Tickling isn't fair!"
"Oh yes it is! This is your punishment for tying me to a chair!"
"No! Help! I'm being attacked by Sam!" Frodo teases.
"Maybe I should tie you to a chair and kidnap you then!"
"But then I can't scare Rosie witless!" He complains.
"And who knows what sort of mischief you'd be up to if you couldn't occupy yourself with that lovely hobby of yours."
"Hey! I'm not like Merry and Pippin!"
"Well you'd hole yourself up in this house and then Merry and Pippin would want to drag you out. Then they'd continue to come hound you and they'll get you drunk or tied up and locked in a closet or tied to the ceiling upside-down or shut you in a box –"
"Alright, alright! I get it! Must you list everything they've done?"
"No. I just wanted to give a few examples, that's all."
"Whatever, go to sleep Sam."
"Ok. Good night Frodo."
"Good night, my Sam. I love you."
"I love you too, my Frodo."
