The Scarf
By Robin Girl
Chapter 6
(woah, I haven't like updated this in for ever ^^; Sorry, minna-san. I guess that since no one was reading it I kinda gave up on it. Anywho, here is another chapter. Remember Pippin is 12 in hobbit years or 7 in human years.)
Frodo sighed looking into the main room. This morning had been interesting, Pippin had awoken not feeling much better but stumbled out into the den curling next to his cousin the whole morning. Merry had spent the entire morning reading books to his sick cousin.
Then he smirked, they were going to run out of stories before long, better get some more books. Before he left to go find more books he noticed that the green scarf that Pippin had been wearing was back in his arms. Why would the little one care so much for a yarn scarf? Must be a phase he's going through, Frodo mused.
Shrugging it off Frodo went into Bilbo's library and started searching for Pippin's favorite stories. After finding a few he walked back out and saw that Pippin had fallen asleep. Merry was reading quietly now carressing the youngsters curls soothingly. "The fever has gone down."
Frodo jumped, he didn't know that Merry had seen him. The Baggins nodded a light tint of red appeared on his cheeks. "That's really nice, Merry. Let's just hope we can keep it down. I brought some more books for Pippin to read later."
"Don't you mean for me to read to him?" Merry laughed. The Brandybuck took the books with his free hand and sat them beside the huge arm chair. "He's actually calmer than he normally is when he's sick."
Frodo smirked and shook his head, "It's because he has a cousin making sure he's not running around out side. You can't say no to him, can you Merry?"
"Huh?"
"I've just noticed it as he's grown up. You hardly ever say no to him." Frodo replied sitting down in a chair. "Why?"
"It's hard to explain I guess."
"Try me."
Merry raised an eye brow wondering why of all times Frodo wanted to talk about this. Must be sitting talk to keep him busy. "I just can't."
"But I can."
"Yes, Frodo, you can. You aren't around him as much as I am. He also doesn't look to you like you're sun and moon."
Blue eyes surveyed his cousin's expression. Then to his surprise Merry started laughing. "Merry, what is so funny?"
"If I remember correctly, you use to not say no to me either. Mum use to get so mad at you."
"Oh. So we're even I guess. Maybe it'll change when you two get older, hm?"
"Probably. Why did you ask that?"
"I don't know. I have this feeling that you're going to need to say no, soon. I don't know why. It must be my Baggin's mind telling me things." Frodo stood, "I'm going to fix Pippin some soup, he needs to eat something."
"Alright."
"Would you like some?" Frodo asked.
"Sure."
*~*
"Merry, stop..I want to sleep." Pippin's arm went and smacked Merry's arm away curling closer to the Brandybuck if that was possible.
"No, Pippin, wake up. NOW!" Merry exclaimed. The little one made no move to obey so Merry took it into his own hands and grabbed Pippin by his waist pulling him up and sitting the young Took on his lap.
"You're not fair, Merry." The little one mumbled rubbing his eyes.
"To bad. Come one we're going to eat something."
Pippin made a face, "I already told you, Merry, I don't want to eat."
"Not even Stickle Bat soup?"
The little one's face brightened. Bilbo's special soup. "Well, maybe some."
Frodo and Merry both chuckled no hobbit child could resist Stickle Bat soup. No one but Bilbo knew what was exactly in it, not even Frodo. Then Bilbo stuck his head out the door. "Good Morning Peregrin!!"
"BILBO!!" A high voice exclaimed. "You're back!! Where were you?"
"Just running some errands. It snowed so hard that I had to stay a night at the Gamgee's house. Sam came and told me you were here so I came back."
Ah, so that would explain where Sam had been. Frodo had been wondering about him. Bilbo walked over and took Pippin from Merry's arms and carried him into the kitchen. For once the little one didn't make a sound.
"Merry?"
"Yeh, Frodo?"
"Write this one down in the books," Frodo exclaimed, "Your cousin just let someone else carry him."
Merry chuckled and followed Frodo into the kitchen, "Don't jynx it."
End Chapter 6
(Ok..that was kinda slow..x.x Any ideas anyone!?!?!)
(woah, I haven't like updated this in for ever ^^; Sorry, minna-san. I guess that since no one was reading it I kinda gave up on it. Anywho, here is another chapter. Remember Pippin is 12 in hobbit years or 7 in human years.)
Frodo sighed looking into the main room. This morning had been interesting, Pippin had awoken not feeling much better but stumbled out into the den curling next to his cousin the whole morning. Merry had spent the entire morning reading books to his sick cousin.
Then he smirked, they were going to run out of stories before long, better get some more books. Before he left to go find more books he noticed that the green scarf that Pippin had been wearing was back in his arms. Why would the little one care so much for a yarn scarf? Must be a phase he's going through, Frodo mused.
Shrugging it off Frodo went into Bilbo's library and started searching for Pippin's favorite stories. After finding a few he walked back out and saw that Pippin had fallen asleep. Merry was reading quietly now carressing the youngsters curls soothingly. "The fever has gone down."
Frodo jumped, he didn't know that Merry had seen him. The Baggins nodded a light tint of red appeared on his cheeks. "That's really nice, Merry. Let's just hope we can keep it down. I brought some more books for Pippin to read later."
"Don't you mean for me to read to him?" Merry laughed. The Brandybuck took the books with his free hand and sat them beside the huge arm chair. "He's actually calmer than he normally is when he's sick."
Frodo smirked and shook his head, "It's because he has a cousin making sure he's not running around out side. You can't say no to him, can you Merry?"
"Huh?"
"I've just noticed it as he's grown up. You hardly ever say no to him." Frodo replied sitting down in a chair. "Why?"
"It's hard to explain I guess."
"Try me."
Merry raised an eye brow wondering why of all times Frodo wanted to talk about this. Must be sitting talk to keep him busy. "I just can't."
"But I can."
"Yes, Frodo, you can. You aren't around him as much as I am. He also doesn't look to you like you're sun and moon."
Blue eyes surveyed his cousin's expression. Then to his surprise Merry started laughing. "Merry, what is so funny?"
"If I remember correctly, you use to not say no to me either. Mum use to get so mad at you."
"Oh. So we're even I guess. Maybe it'll change when you two get older, hm?"
"Probably. Why did you ask that?"
"I don't know. I have this feeling that you're going to need to say no, soon. I don't know why. It must be my Baggin's mind telling me things." Frodo stood, "I'm going to fix Pippin some soup, he needs to eat something."
"Alright."
"Would you like some?" Frodo asked.
"Sure."
*~*
"Merry, stop..I want to sleep." Pippin's arm went and smacked Merry's arm away curling closer to the Brandybuck if that was possible.
"No, Pippin, wake up. NOW!" Merry exclaimed. The little one made no move to obey so Merry took it into his own hands and grabbed Pippin by his waist pulling him up and sitting the young Took on his lap.
"You're not fair, Merry." The little one mumbled rubbing his eyes.
"To bad. Come one we're going to eat something."
Pippin made a face, "I already told you, Merry, I don't want to eat."
"Not even Stickle Bat soup?"
The little one's face brightened. Bilbo's special soup. "Well, maybe some."
Frodo and Merry both chuckled no hobbit child could resist Stickle Bat soup. No one but Bilbo knew what was exactly in it, not even Frodo. Then Bilbo stuck his head out the door. "Good Morning Peregrin!!"
"BILBO!!" A high voice exclaimed. "You're back!! Where were you?"
"Just running some errands. It snowed so hard that I had to stay a night at the Gamgee's house. Sam came and told me you were here so I came back."
Ah, so that would explain where Sam had been. Frodo had been wondering about him. Bilbo walked over and took Pippin from Merry's arms and carried him into the kitchen. For once the little one didn't make a sound.
"Merry?"
"Yeh, Frodo?"
"Write this one down in the books," Frodo exclaimed, "Your cousin just let someone else carry him."
Merry chuckled and followed Frodo into the kitchen, "Don't jynx it."
End Chapter 6
(Ok..that was kinda slow..x.x Any ideas anyone!?!?!)