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Old 10-13-2003, 02:22 PM   #44
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Orofaniel's post - Rosie and Fippi

Fippi

The meeting was over, and Fippi had started to be quite tired of all of this. All he wanted to was to go home, and maybe do some tree climbing. Yes, that was what the small boy enjoyed most in this world. Even though he was small and slim he had no problems climbing the highest trees in the area.

Fippi didn't realize that he had been day dreaming for quite some time, when his mother "woke" him up. He could then feel the biting night cold in his fingers and toes. His body was all stiff, and he had lost his feeling in his hobbit ears. They were quite red and cold as ice.

"Come on dear," His mother said to him. "We are going home now, the meeting is over." She added when she saw that Fippi was confused over what was happening. He took her hand and then they started walking. Hedgar followed of course.

~*~

Rosie

There they walked. Hand in hand, Fippi in the middle of his parents. Rosie help Fippi’s hand, and so did Hedgar.

The cold had gotten a tight grip around Rosie as well. He red cheeks were a sign of this. She could also feel her numb fingers, and her cold nose. To touch her nose was almost the same feeling of touching pure ice.

They had been walking for quite some time, even though they had walked pretty fast. When Rosie finally got a glimpse of their mills in front of them, she said :" Fippi, why don't you run in the front, so me and your dad can discuss something."

Fippi looked on Rosie with great eyes. "Does that mean I can climb some trees until you come home, mum?" Rosie and Hedgar laughed, before any of them could answer their son.

"Of course, son, just don't climb too high now, and be careful since the darkness is coming over us." Hedgar said to his son, giving him a clap on the head. Rosie looked up on the few stars that already had come to sight. There were only a few, and Rosie knew that there would soon be more of them. She had this worried look in her face when she said: "Fippi, be good now, and go straight home, and nowhere else."

Fippi gave a short nod before he started to run slowly. His speed was soon rising and when he was far enough off, Rosie opened her mouth to start the discussion of Berilac's offer.

Rosie didn't get far. Hedgar had interrupted her, if you could call it interruption. Before Rosie had the chance to say anything, Hedgar had already said what she had been thinking of. Rosie was stunned. Why was Hedgar suddenly so....positive about all of this?

Hedgar looked at Rosie, "Are you alright, dear?" he asked anxiously. "Yes, of course I am. I'm just stunned of what you just said. That you actually like the idea!" Rose smiled at him and he white teeth were shown.

"Sorry, dear." Hedgar said surprised. "But I think you misunderstood." he added. The look upon his face was queer. He knew that he was soon going to disappoint his wife deeply. But he felt that he was obligated to tell what he'd really been saying.

Rosie looked at him with great eyes. "Sorry," she said. "I misunderstood? What did I misunderstand, Hedgar?" She continued.

Hedgar gulped, he was now blushing. "I didn't meant to be unclear, Rosie, understand that before I continue." he said. "As you've always known, I dislike the big folk. This 'offer'....that Fippi is going to this 'school'....I don't think it's a good idea." Hedgar finally blurred out.

Rosie's eyes went blank. Te tears were not far away. Hedgar obviously noticed that because he stopped walking and then he took her hand. "I didn’t mean to offend you, Rosie. You know that dear." Hedgar said.

"Yes, of course I know that." Rosie said. "I only wished you'd give 'em a chance, that's all." Rosie sniffed. She looked into the man's eyes and wished that Hedgar for once shared the same views on certain things as her.
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Novnarwen's post - Hedgar

"I didn’t mean to offend you, Rosie. You know that dear."

Hedgar gulped, he had done it again.

"Yes, of course I know that." Rosie said. Her husband noticed the tone in her voice, not a very pleasant situation to Hedgar, though; he felt that this conversation was needed. "I only wished you'd give 'em a chance, that's all." Rosie continued sniffing, only to make him extra uncomfortable, Hedgar thought.

They wandered, now silent, listening to the small puffs of wind making the leaves trickle. "You know what?" Rosie burst out, looking strictly at Hedgar. He knew he had lost this one, but didn't say anything. It was her time to speak.

"This is Fippi we are talking about. Isn't this his choice? You cannot decide whether Fippi is going to like the Big Folk or not," she sighed. "Hedgar, I can't either decide this. Fippi has to experience this himself. It's good for him. We cannot choose whom he is going to love and whom he is going to hate,!" the woman continued.

The Hobbits had stopped walking. This was very unfair, Hedgar thought. First of all, he had never said he hated the Big Folk. He had expressed his other feelings towards them, though. Nevertheless, Rosie, was a bit naive, Hedgar thought. Didn't she realise that these people were..... Were... The male hobbit interrupted his own thoughts by sending a reply to his wife:" Then, what do you want me to do?" Hedgar breathed heavily, this was the worst thing he had ever done.

"Let Fippi go. Let him go to the school. Let him get his own idea about how the Big Folks are. In this was he can make his own choice." Rosie stopped, shaking in the cold night.

The male hobbit, Hedgar, took her hand. "We'll leave it to him then. If he wants to go with this Berilac tomorrow, then I'll have no objections," Hedgar said, glancing ahead, wondering if Fippi had made his way home safely.

~*~

Novnarwen's post - Fippi

Fippi stormed the last tree, jumped down brought a branch with him as he fell. He rolled down on the grass, having leaves and other tree belongings in his hair. Victory, he thought, smiling to himself. He raised feeling his legs shake. As he gazed upwards he realised how huge that tree was and how far he had jumped. Fippi was over pleased.

He ran the few paces towards his house, seating himself comfortably by the door. He sat waiting for his parents, who were definitely having one of their small fights. He sighed. Fippi really wanted to go with this Ranger. The Rangers were heroes, just like Fippi wanted to be, or at least admired. If you were a hero nowadays, you earned respect by being in peril or travel far.

“Ah.” Fippi said to himself in a wondering voice. He wondered what his parents were discussion, whether they would let him go with Berliac or not. The little hobbit child himself, was convinced that his father would be strongly against it. And in some ways Fippi didn’t want to do anything which could hurt or disobey his father. He thought about this for a while, before he started to hum on a well known song.

“Sitting here all alone, are we?” Fippi’s father and mother had just arrived the little hobbit hole. Fippi looked up; he had dozed off in the cold night. Hedgar took a grip around the boy, lifting him in and through the door. Rosie followed.

“The Ranger,” Fippi said. “Can I go with him tomorrow?” he asked.

Rosie and Hedgar nodded, urging Fippi to bed.

[ October 15, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]
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