At the Great Smials

[rabidsamfan]

holiday droubble

duckie_710 wanted one from Marigold's point of view.




I’m measuring out the flour for the morning’s baking when Miss Pervinca comes to find me. “It’s Pippin!” she cries, swinging me round with tears in her eyes and laughter in her voice. “He’s been seen riding up the back way from Bywater!”

“Are they sure?” I can’t help but ask, not wanting to hope just yet. “Is he alone?”

“I don’t know, but it won’t take long to find out,” she counters, pulling me out to the courtyard apron and all. Half the hobbits in the Smials are tumbling out of doors, but we are ahead of them and reach the watch tower first.

Then out of the trees we see them come, not one alone but seven, not one of them the right shape or size. In the lead rides a fine straight figure on a pony like none I’ve seen in the Shire. He’s wearing black over something that glints like metal in the light of the torches at the gate. Not till he pushes back his hood can we recognize his bright curls.

“Pippin!” Pervinca calls, and he waves back, grinning like he’d never left at all.

That’s one of our brothers safe at any road.

Comments

[rubynye.livejournal.com]

I like this idea! (Yeah, she is conspicuously absent from Hobbiton when Sam returns. )

[rabidsamfan.livejournal.com]

Yes. And we know that Tookland is sealed off -- no one is getting in or out. So presumably Tom Cotton would be nudging his folks to take care of the Gaffer, since neither Sam nor Mari is around to do it. (It would also explain why Sam's not worried about her, if she were settled somewhere in a job before he left.)

It wouldn't be unreasonable for a girl of Mari's class to want to earn a bit of money for her dowry. And given how good a cook Sam is, I thought it would make sense for her to go as a cook's assistant rather than an undermaid.

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