ㅤㅤㅤArguably not a very great one, though I could understand the topic of rings would not be a favorable one. I would be honoured to have you there, dear Frodo.
questioning as he pushes the diced onions aside and sets to work setting up a pot of water to bowl the potatoes.
“Put them in the pot when they’re peeled, if you can. I’m gonna search for seasoning.”
“What have I been up to?”
Frodo’s brow furrows above the onions, the knife half way through chopping it as his shoulders lift in a slow shrug before dropping.
“I’ve been livin’ life, Sam. Not much to do besides that.”
He answers somewhat cryptically, leaving no room for more +
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making them go about his head. the chirping of the birds flying over their heads and the sun kissing their fair skin makes it all the better. sam couldn’t have been happier.
“ so tell me mr frodo, what have you been up to ? ”
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“Can you cut and peel the potatoes? I gotta cut some onions and other stuff.”
Frodo shoots Sam a smile, oblivious to the effect a simple touch had on his friend as he busies himself with grabbing his onions.
“Nothin’ beats mama’s potato salad. She used to make it for special +
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oh, sir, you do know how to make your sam happy! please, please do let me help with the cookin’. or i could lay the table, if you let me! i insist! ”
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“Join me then! I’d love a guest for my meal!”
His grasp is tight on Sam’s hand, and he tugs him away to go in search of somewhere comfortable to have their meal.
“Do you have potatoes? I could make potato salad..”
Frodo lets go in favour of searching for things to cook with, +
“It’s a warm, sunny day. How can it not be good?”
He giggles as he withdraws enough to study Sam, ignoring the heavy weight hidden in his pocket as his head cocks.
“Did you eat?”
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sam is taken aback by frodo’s enthusiasm-- although his surprise soon turns into affection, and the hobbit squeezes his best friend right back, a chuckle leaving his lips.
“ i reckon you’re havin’ a really good one indeed, sir! ”
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