Except that it wasn't just as it happened. It took effort and planning on Pippin's part. It took an understanding between him and his mother, so that visits were made less frequently, and when the families did come together Pippin arranged to spend the time with other friends or relatives instead. Pippin built up his tolerance for the company of hobbits his own age, especially those strange cousins up at Long Cleave, who never patted him on the head or said he was immature but who (for all their fame as descendents of the Bullroarer) weren't nearly as daring or as interesting as Frodo and Merry.
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Merry had arrived just in time for supper, which, since it was Great Smials, meant a crowd. Nel flirted shamelessly with Merry while Myrtle and Minto Burrows (who were also visiting) competed for Pippin's attention. Merry and Pippin exchanged knowing glances, and Pippin almost wished that Mother had given them a room to share tonight so that they might exchange some gossip as well. No matter, there'd be plenty of time for that. And when they did retire for the night Pippin was glad to have the time to himself and time to think. And what he thought was that he'd been right to hold on to his hope. Perhaps it really would be like old times, or perhaps it would be a little better.
I think it's kind of funny that I picked at those two paragraphs as my favourites in the story (though, I like a lot more) -- but, I think the mention of the minor characters really got me going, ha ha. And Minto and Myrtle competing for Pippin's attention, that's just awesome. I love the feeling at the start of this, and how you built it up. And also, Pippin. Pippin is love.
Also, I love it when they talk about Frodo (him and Merry, of course), and when Pippin kisses his dear cousin on his sweet, wet lips. (lovethemsomuch) Of course, then there was angst and Merry, oh, Merry, he just doesn't understand and Pippin does, and I kind of like that a lot.
Thank you so much for this. I am loving this story so much omg and I cannot wait until I get to see part three. (Which will be great, I already know.)
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Merry had arrived just in time for supper, which, since it was Great Smials, meant a crowd. Nel flirted shamelessly with Merry while Myrtle and Minto Burrows (who were also visiting) competed for Pippin's attention. Merry and Pippin exchanged knowing glances, and Pippin almost wished that Mother had given them a room to share tonight so that they might exchange some gossip as well. No matter, there'd be plenty of time for that. And when they did retire for the night Pippin was glad to have the time to himself and time to think. And what he thought was that he'd been right to hold on to his hope. Perhaps it really would be like old times, or perhaps it would be a little better.
I think it's kind of funny that I picked at those two paragraphs as my favourites in the story (though, I like a lot more) -- but, I think the mention of the minor characters really got me going, ha ha. And Minto and Myrtle competing for Pippin's attention, that's just awesome. I love the feeling at the start of this, and how you built it up. And also, Pippin. Pippin is love.
Also, I love it when they talk about Frodo (him and Merry, of course), and when Pippin kisses his dear cousin on his sweet, wet lips. (lovethemsomuch) Of course, then there was angst and Merry, oh, Merry, he just doesn't understand and Pippin does, and I kind of like that a lot.
Thank you so much for this. I am loving this story so much omg and I cannot wait until I get to see part three. (Which will be great, I already know.)
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