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Not Always Perfect ~ Chapter 14
Frodo stood outside Bilbo’s study, his forehead resting against the doorframe. He was as quiet as he could be. He slowly pushed the door open and peeked inside, hoping he wouldn’t find his uncle asleep. Seeing Bilbo sitting up and very much awake, Frodo smiled to himself. He wanted to speak to Bilbo, but this opportunity was simply too good to pass up.
As quietly as he could, he slowly pushed the door open the rest of the way. He hoped it wouldn’t let out a creak. It didn’t. Then, he slowly began to sneak across the room. He was just reaching his arm out so as to startle his uncle, when suddenly it came.
"Was there something you wanted, Frodo?" Bilbo asked, not at all moving or acknowledging Frodo’s presence.
Frodo was startled. He stood up straight and stared at Bilbo with utmost curiosity. He said nothing.
Bilbo turned around in his chair and looked at Frodo, ready to ask the question again. But when he caught the perplexed look on Frodo’s face he simply began laughing. His sudden outbreak caused Frodo to become over more confused. However, laughter is contagious, and he found himself beginning to laugh along with his uncle.
Finally, when they started to settle down, Frodo glanced up at Bilbo. "How did you know I was in the room?"
"Well, I believe I’ve developed a good sense of hearing," Bilbo chuckled. "If not when you moved in, then certainly when you got hurt."
"I tried to be quiet," Frodo objected.
"I know," Bilbo admitted. "That’s what made it all the better when I spoke."
Frodo chuckled. He could just imagine the look Bilbo had seen on his face. "Oh, alright," he sighed. "You got me this time, but you won’t catch me next time."
"Oh," Bilbo raised an eyebrow. "And when will this ‘next time’ be?"
"Now, I can’t tell you that," Frodo responded with a huff. "You would have a chance to get prepared." Frodo shook his head and smiled mischievously, "No, I think I’ll try and catch you off your guard."
"Do you really think you can?" Bilbo asked. A question to which Frodo simply smiled and nodded. "Alright, well, anyway, what was it you wanted, Frodo?"
"Oh, I was going to ask you," Frodo started. "If you wouldn’t mind going to see Doctor Tibon."
"Oh, well, I don’t," Bilbo was surprised at such a random suggestion. "No, I suppose I don’t mind. Why do you ask?"
"Well, I was thinking," Frodo said quickly. "If we asked him where Grandall lived, then we could go and--"
"Hold on, slow down a moment, Frodo," Bilbo held out his hands in a manner for Frodo to stop talking. "I know where this is leading."
"Do you?" Frodo lowered his head. He was sure Bilbo would berate him for wanting to search for Grandall.
"Yes, I do," Bilbo told him. "And I think you’ve a good idea to find Grandall so we can apologize." Frodo looked up in surprise. "But why not just wait another week or so? Doctor Tibon will be over here to have a look at you."
"I didn’t want to wait," Frodo shook his head. "I was hoping we could get it over and done with."
"I don’t know where he lives, Frodo," Bilbo admitted.
"Perhaps not," Frodo replied, a hint of eagerness in his voice. "But Sam does."
"Does he, now?" Bilbo asked thoughtfully. He appeared to be thinking hard on the matter. Finally he came up with an answer for Frodo. "We’ll wait until the Gamgee’s arrive tomorrow, then we’ll ask to borrow Sam for a bit." He smiled, "Does that sound alright?"
"Yes, Bilbo," Frodo exclaimed happily. "Thank you!"
To be continued...
As quietly as he could, he slowly pushed the door open the rest of the way. He hoped it wouldn’t let out a creak. It didn’t. Then, he slowly began to sneak across the room. He was just reaching his arm out so as to startle his uncle, when suddenly it came.
"Was there something you wanted, Frodo?" Bilbo asked, not at all moving or acknowledging Frodo’s presence.
Frodo was startled. He stood up straight and stared at Bilbo with utmost curiosity. He said nothing.
Bilbo turned around in his chair and looked at Frodo, ready to ask the question again. But when he caught the perplexed look on Frodo’s face he simply began laughing. His sudden outbreak caused Frodo to become over more confused. However, laughter is contagious, and he found himself beginning to laugh along with his uncle.
Finally, when they started to settle down, Frodo glanced up at Bilbo. "How did you know I was in the room?"
"Well, I believe I’ve developed a good sense of hearing," Bilbo chuckled. "If not when you moved in, then certainly when you got hurt."
"I tried to be quiet," Frodo objected.
"I know," Bilbo admitted. "That’s what made it all the better when I spoke."
Frodo chuckled. He could just imagine the look Bilbo had seen on his face. "Oh, alright," he sighed. "You got me this time, but you won’t catch me next time."
"Oh," Bilbo raised an eyebrow. "And when will this ‘next time’ be?"
"Now, I can’t tell you that," Frodo responded with a huff. "You would have a chance to get prepared." Frodo shook his head and smiled mischievously, "No, I think I’ll try and catch you off your guard."
"Do you really think you can?" Bilbo asked. A question to which Frodo simply smiled and nodded. "Alright, well, anyway, what was it you wanted, Frodo?"
"Oh, I was going to ask you," Frodo started. "If you wouldn’t mind going to see Doctor Tibon."
"Oh, well, I don’t," Bilbo was surprised at such a random suggestion. "No, I suppose I don’t mind. Why do you ask?"
"Well, I was thinking," Frodo said quickly. "If we asked him where Grandall lived, then we could go and--"
"Hold on, slow down a moment, Frodo," Bilbo held out his hands in a manner for Frodo to stop talking. "I know where this is leading."
"Do you?" Frodo lowered his head. He was sure Bilbo would berate him for wanting to search for Grandall.
"Yes, I do," Bilbo told him. "And I think you’ve a good idea to find Grandall so we can apologize." Frodo looked up in surprise. "But why not just wait another week or so? Doctor Tibon will be over here to have a look at you."
"I didn’t want to wait," Frodo shook his head. "I was hoping we could get it over and done with."
"I don’t know where he lives, Frodo," Bilbo admitted.
"Perhaps not," Frodo replied, a hint of eagerness in his voice. "But Sam does."
"Does he, now?" Bilbo asked thoughtfully. He appeared to be thinking hard on the matter. Finally he came up with an answer for Frodo. "We’ll wait until the Gamgee’s arrive tomorrow, then we’ll ask to borrow Sam for a bit." He smiled, "Does that sound alright?"
"Yes, Bilbo," Frodo exclaimed happily. "Thank you!"
To be continued...
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I like your story very much! I love Frodo, and in this fanfiction he is simply adorable! Your style is wanderful, post a new chapter soon, please!
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