FICLETS: "Pints" and "Aged" (G) by Febobe

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B2MeM Challenge: I18, Food and Drink in Middle-Earth ("It comes in pints?")
Format: Ficlet
Title: Pints
Genre: Angst
Rating: G/K
Warnings: Mild angst
Characters: Frodo, Pippin
Pairings: N/A
Summary: At the Prancing Pony in Bree, Frodo observes his young cousin and contemplates their situation.



"It comes in pints? I'm getting one!"

Dear Pip. So new everything seems to you, so fresh and strange and wonderful. This is hardly more than an adventure to you, a delightful game in which every new experience should be savored, not feared, a merry caper which will inevitably turn out beautifully in the end.

How can I bear to tell you that such a favourable outcome is unlikely, that like as not we will none of us emerge unscathed, if indeed we come out alive at all? I can hardly bear to think of our quest myself. I can only hope that Gandalf will meet us after all, and that all will be well once he is with us.

But I fear for us, Pippin. I fear for us all...and somehow, I fear most of all for you, who know so little of trouble.

I don't want to see you grow up too soon.

-the end-



B2MeM Challenge: I18, Life Events (Old Age)
Format: Ficlet
Title: Aged
Genre: Angst
Rating: G/K
Warnings: Mild angst
Characters: Bilbo, Frodo
Pairings: N/A
Summary: The first autumn after the Quest's completion, Bilbo muses on his own advanced age...and his nephew's fate.



One hundred and twenty-nine years is not an inconsiderable sum. And yet I would not for all the world live all my years over - some, yes, but not this past year of dreadful watching and waiting and worrying.

But you, Frodo my lad - you seem older even than I, as young as you are, scarcely past fifty, and still carrying the weight of the world upon your shoulders even though our Ring is gone. What can I do to ease your burdened spirit? Gladly would I share my years with you, for I fear your time will be short unless you choose to accept the Queen's gift, which I hope you will, for I will go, and would cherish your company. I am old, and weary of Middle-earth - as, too, I perceive you to be, for all you have passed less time in the world than I.

Would that your years could have been as joyful and light-hearted as mine, dear boy. Would that I could change the past and undo what has been done. But I cannot, so sit here at my side, with food and drink and merriment to share, and try to forget.

Please, Frodo. Please try.

-the end-

Comments

[huinare.livejournal.com]

What speedy and empathetic uses of the prompts. I don't read much hobbity fic, so I like short things like these that can give memorable glimpses into their minds.

[febobe.livejournal.com]

Thank you! :D I love taking peeks into the minds of hobbits, especially where Frodo is concerned! :D