Sorry for the delay. I was updating my fanfics. :)
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Frodo observed the road to Hobbiton. There was plenty of open space, with enough tall green grass to make any dog and master happy. He chuckled, looking at Chester with the idea that everything was going to be all right.
Still, why not play in the grass before lunch? It seemed like the best option.
"Rolf!" Chester barked, whining at the same time.
Hmm. Maybe spending time out in the field wasn't a good idea. Maybe food was a better choice. Frodo looked at the field in angst. Surely, it wouldn't hurt to play.
"Come on, Chess. Do you want to play?" Frodo cried out in excitement.
Chester wagged his tail and barked, nearly biting in the process. Frodo attempted to get his dog's attention again. Still nothing, except that his Sussex Spaniel wanted to chew on a stick and eat some grass, which the dog very nearly did.
Frodo couldn't compete with a growling stomach. They both needed some food. He sighed, realizing there was no competing with his dog or his stomach.
It was time for lunch.
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At last! Their road had reached its end. Frodo entered Bag End through the front green door. To his surprise, his nostrils caught the sweet smell of apple pie and the tarty flavor of raspberry fruit pies cooking in the oven.
Who was making this scrumptious food?
"Come on, Chess. Let's investigate!" Frodo said, nearly running into the golden-haired Rosie Cotton. "Oh, I'm sorry!"
"Frodo, it's so good to see you!" Rosie smiled that carefree smile. Frodo grinned, allowing Chess to nudge him forward with his muzzle.
"Easy Chess," Frodo said, stunned when Chess barked and nuzzled him again. He grinned a second time, informing Rosie, "Chess is hungry. He hasn't had any food since morning. I know I'm bothering you, but I've got to feed him."
"I won't stop you. Go on." Rosie said, pointing out, "I'm making lunch and dessert. My mother thought it was a good idea that I prepare you something for today since you're always so busy."
"I don't mind," Frodo admitted, heading over to the water dish and picking it up, before approaching the sink and dumping the old water out. "Really, it's good that you're learning."
"You don't mind? I'm also washing your bedding and the bedding in the guest rooms." Rosie said.
"You're doing all of this by yourself!" Frodo asked, astonished. "Rosie, I wouldn't ask that much of you!"
"You're fine." Rosie said, calmly. "I'm not the only one doing the cleaning. Sam's your best friend. I'm just helping out."
Frodo set the water dish down, with the clean water, before grabbing Chester's food dish. He admitted to Rosie, as he poured the dog food into the bowl, "Thank you. It's kind of you to do this. I wouldn't be able to do all of this by myself. I mean, I can, but it's a lot harder."
"I thought you would say that. You're welcome." Rosie said with a smile, pulling out a second apple pie from the oven. "I think this turned out alright."
Frodo set the bowl down, before unleashing Chester and allowing him to eat his food and drink some water. He washed his hands first, before approaching Rosie. Yes, that pie definitely had that crisp golden-brown flavor to it! Oh, he loved it Shire food, when it was cooked to perfection!
"It looks delicious, Rosie," Frodo said, pleased.
"Thank you, Frodo," Rosie said for the second time that day.
"You're welcome," Frodo repeated, gladly.
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Thanks for reading. :)