FIC: Fellowshipping [Lord of the Rings]
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aricadavidsonTitle: Fellowshipping
Author: KaraB
Rating: PG
Fandom: Lord of the Rings
Summary:
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Frodo paused in his reverie. Today was an important day. It was one year ago that it had all ended… that they’d defeated Sauron, Saruman and all their evil forces. And things were still as confusing as they’d ever been, at least for him.
Sam had settled down for the simple life and it suited him, but Frodo no longer felt a citizen of the Shire.
“Mr. Frodo?” a voice questioned, shaking him completely from his thoughts. “Mr. Frodo?” the voice asked again, concern present.
“I’m alright Sam.”
“You shouldn’t be dwellin’ on events. The ring was destroyed…” Sam always had been able to tell what he was feeling. “We have a surprise for you Mr. Frodo.”
“What is it Sam?” he asked, curious now.
“Come with me.”
Frodo almost declined but Sam was far too excited to refuse him. He followed him to Bilbo’s old house and was surprised when the lights flashed on to reveal his companions.
Aragorn was the first to speak, as befitted the kingly ranger. “My little friend, we are all in your debt and thought perhaps you could use some company on this night.” He paused and smiled slightly. “And we brought presents and food as well.”
“Tis the least we could do,” Legolas added.
“I assure you this was not necessary,” Frodo started.
“Aye laddie, it was.” Gimli was there of course.
Frodo paused another moment, tempted to try and leave and lose himself in his thoughts once again. Instead, he spoke, “There’s food you say?”
Everyone laughed. And instead of spending the night in dark thoughts, he spent the night in fellowship with friends.
Author: KaraB
Rating: PG
Fandom: Lord of the Rings
Summary:
Written for:
roguemFrodo paused in his reverie. Today was an important day. It was one year ago that it had all ended… that they’d defeated Sauron, Saruman and all their evil forces. And things were still as confusing as they’d ever been, at least for him.
Sam had settled down for the simple life and it suited him, but Frodo no longer felt a citizen of the Shire.
“Mr. Frodo?” a voice questioned, shaking him completely from his thoughts. “Mr. Frodo?” the voice asked again, concern present.
“I’m alright Sam.”
“You shouldn’t be dwellin’ on events. The ring was destroyed…” Sam always had been able to tell what he was feeling. “We have a surprise for you Mr. Frodo.”
“What is it Sam?” he asked, curious now.
“Come with me.”
Frodo almost declined but Sam was far too excited to refuse him. He followed him to Bilbo’s old house and was surprised when the lights flashed on to reveal his companions.
Aragorn was the first to speak, as befitted the kingly ranger. “My little friend, we are all in your debt and thought perhaps you could use some company on this night.” He paused and smiled slightly. “And we brought presents and food as well.”
“Tis the least we could do,” Legolas added.
“I assure you this was not necessary,” Frodo started.
“Aye laddie, it was.” Gimli was there of course.
Frodo paused another moment, tempted to try and leave and lose himself in his thoughts once again. Instead, he spoke, “There’s food you say?”
Everyone laughed. And instead of spending the night in dark thoughts, he spent the night in fellowship with friends.
