FIC: "Coffee" by Febobe (1/1, G)
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Another little ficlet from my work tonight, from work started during B2MEM. :) Enjoy! This one's more sweet than funny, I think. :) Another one for fans of Frodo and Aragorn, with a little Gandalf thrown in. :)
G51 B2MEM - Diners' Club - coffee
"Please," said Frodo, so suddenly that Aragorn, who had been staring out of the window, started, nearly dropping his cup. At once the king bent over the little hobbit's bed.
"Yes, Frodo, I am here. What is it? Are you thirsty? Are you in pain?"
Frodo shook his head drowsily, blinking. His eyes went to Aragorn's cup. "Please - may I?"
Aragorn looked at the cup and then at his tiny charge, still so fragile, less than a day awakened from his healing sleep. "I shall get you water."
"No." Frodo's voice took on an insistent tone. "No - that. Please."
Aragorn looked confused.
"Bilbo used to let me drink it with him. In the kitchen ... at Bag End. When he left ... Sam used to bring ... it ... to me ... in the mornings ... most days. With sugar."
Aragorn started to laugh. Coffee! Frodo wanted coffee! "This has no sugar, my friend; I take mine without. Only give me a few minutes and you shall have coffee with sugar."
Frodo smiled, and Aragorn turned to step out and call for the drink. Gandalf met him at the doorway. His eyes twinkled merrily.
"Are you certain, Aragorn?"
Aragorn shook his head, still grinning. "It is a stimulant. Perhaps not what Elrond would recommend. But I cannot deny him. The first thing he has asked for since - "
Gandalf nodded, smiling. "He takes it with two lumps, you should know."
"Thank you." Aragorn stepped out as Gandalf slipped inside. Looking down at the cup in his hands, he had a sudden thought.
I shall never think of coffee the same way again. Never.
-the end-
G51 B2MEM - Diners' Club - coffee
"Please," said Frodo, so suddenly that Aragorn, who had been staring out of the window, started, nearly dropping his cup. At once the king bent over the little hobbit's bed.
"Yes, Frodo, I am here. What is it? Are you thirsty? Are you in pain?"
Frodo shook his head drowsily, blinking. His eyes went to Aragorn's cup. "Please - may I?"
Aragorn looked at the cup and then at his tiny charge, still so fragile, less than a day awakened from his healing sleep. "I shall get you water."
"No." Frodo's voice took on an insistent tone. "No - that. Please."
Aragorn looked confused.
"Bilbo used to let me drink it with him. In the kitchen ... at Bag End. When he left ... Sam used to bring ... it ... to me ... in the mornings ... most days. With sugar."
Aragorn started to laugh. Coffee! Frodo wanted coffee! "This has no sugar, my friend; I take mine without. Only give me a few minutes and you shall have coffee with sugar."
Frodo smiled, and Aragorn turned to step out and call for the drink. Gandalf met him at the doorway. His eyes twinkled merrily.
"Are you certain, Aragorn?"
Aragorn shook his head, still grinning. "It is a stimulant. Perhaps not what Elrond would recommend. But I cannot deny him. The first thing he has asked for since - "
Gandalf nodded, smiling. "He takes it with two lumps, you should know."
"Thank you." Aragorn stepped out as Gandalf slipped inside. Looking down at the cup in his hands, he had a sudden thought.
I shall never think of coffee the same way again. Never.
-the end-
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Date: 2012-08-24 12:22 pm (UTC)(Can you believe.... I've never had coffee? Neither my brother nor I ever started drinking it, even though my mom drank gallons when we were growing up.)
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