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[victormakesart]

Yesterday was not a good day for me to be in the Nexus.

Zombie stuff. Enough said.

I encountered Daniel's sister. She said that she could cut off my head and give it to him as a gift. She went on and on. About how she'd put a bow in my hair. How I'd have a nice expression on my face.

I got sick.

I couldn't help it.

Then I cried.

I also couldn't help that.

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[magnificentmb.livejournal.com]

"You could show me your paintings, or I could tell you of my adventures..."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"I'd like t' hear 'bout your adventures, if'n you don't mind."

[magnificentmb.livejournal.com]

Merry flushes slightly. "If you are sure it will not bore you." He smiles. "It started, I suppose, at old Mr. Bilbo's birthday party. Well, my part did not start til nearly twenty years later, but... Tis as close to a beginning as one can find in this history."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

She smiled gently because she was very certain that she wouldn't be bored. "Yes?"

[magnificentmb.livejournal.com]

"Well, like I said, it was Bilbo's birthday, him being eleventy one that year, and he'd decided to go off adventuring once again. My cousin Frodo, that's first cousin once removed, was Old Bilbo's heir. Now, many years ago, the first time Bilbo'd gone adventuring, he'd found a ring. A magic one, that turned its wearer invisible when he put it on. And on that night, he gave the ring to Frodo, at the council of Gandalf, a wise and learned Wizard, and friend of his for many long years."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

She nodded, studying his face as he began his story. It sounded like a grand adventure. What places has he seen?

[magnificentmb.livejournal.com]

"Well, I was very young at that time, and knew very little about such affairs, but as it turned out, Gandalf had been worried about the ring ever since Bilbo had obtained it. Some things the old hobbit said that night gave him more insight into its nature, after several years of contemplation, that is, and he went off in search of answers. Eventually he found them, and came back to the Shire to reveal it all to Frodo." Merry smiles. "Anyway, my part in the tale starts here, when Pip and I cornered Sam, that being Frodo's gardener, who had overheard all and was part of the scheme from the first, and pried all the secrets out of him. Apparently the ring was the Ring of the Enemy, that being Sauron, the Dark Lord, who had been defeated but not destroyed at the end of the Second Age. And the Enemy knew that the Ring was in the Shire, and he wanted it, more than anything. And so Frodo had to leave, all by himself, as he thought. We had other plans."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

Her smile widened. That seemed very Merry-and-Pip-ish, to interrogate Sam and tag along for the ride. "He's lucky t' have friends like you."

[magnificentmb.livejournal.com]

"All the free peoples are lucky he has friends like us." Merry pauses and then blushes. "Any road, Pippin and I found out all of his plans, and made some of our own. We couldn't let Frodo leave the Shire with just Sam, after all. We let him have his little charade that he had run out of money and was moving to Crickhollow, but we had made all ready for his departure from there."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

She smiled softly as she saw his blush. "Very smart of you. What happened next?"

[magnificentmb.livejournal.com]

"Well, Frodo sold his house, and I went on ahead with all his possessions. Pip, Frodo, and Sam set out the next night, on foot. They had several adventures, apparently, during that time, meeting elves and being chased by Black Riders."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"Yes? What happened after they got t' the house where you were?"

[magnificentmb.livejournal.com]

Merry smiled. "They were running quite late, and I was getting worried, so I crossed the Brandywine River by the ferry to wait for them there. Finally found them, too, hiding in old Farmer Maggott's cart. Nervy, they were."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

She grinned. "My hero," she said fondly.