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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-

Date: 2012-03-31 05:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lovethosehobbit.livejournal.com
Lovely and I have no doubt that Frodo really was thinking just that.

Date: 2012-03-31 06:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shirebound.livejournal.com
Pippin did see the Quest (at this point) as a merry caper, didn't he? That's a great way to describe it.

Date: 2012-03-31 08:22 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] claudia603.livejournal.com
oh, poor Frodo. He knows what's ahead is dark and fears for his cousins....


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