Where There's Smoke
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katleeptTitle: Where There's Smoke
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Lord of the Rings
Character/Pairing: Frodo, Sam, implied Gandalf/Aragorn, Gimli
Rating: R/M
Challenge/Prompt: For this picture at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
1_million_words August Rush challenge
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 364
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Tolkein, not the author, and are used without permission.
"I didn't know he could do that," Frodo whispers, eyes wide.
"It's amazing," Sam intones what he thinks his best friend is thinking.
"No, it's not!" Frodo whispers frantically, his squeaking voice rising in both volume and pitch as his face darkens. "It's . . . It's disgusting!"
"Look! He's blowing smoke rings around it!"
"That is very, very . . . impolite," Frodo almost stammers. "The . . . the crudity! To be doing such a horrendous thing in public!"
Sam shrugs. "I don't find it horrendous in the least, Frodo."
"Why, any one could happen upon them at any moment!"
"I know." Sam grins. "We did."
"What are you hobbits gabbing about now?" Gimli questions, coming up behind them. Frodo turns quickly, his red face going as white as a ghost at being caught. The Dwarf grunts and leans up to look over his shoulder, dismissing Frodo's attempts to block his view.
He grunts again at the sight that has the Hobbits so bothered and bewildered. Then he actually backs down, stooping low so that he can't be seen from that direction for Frodo and Sam. "Men'll do it anywhere," he remarks, "but Wizards don't take kindly to being spied on."
"We're not spying on them! They are doing that in a public place!"
The Dwarf shrugs and grunts again. "Ain't like it's nothing that ain't been done before."
Frodo's mouth opens wide for another protest, but words fail him. His mouth shuts, opens again, then shuts once more. Gimli grins at the speechless Hobbit.
"But . . . But surely the smoke ring he's blowing around . . . around it is something new?" Sam queries.
"Samuel Wise!" Frodo cries. "To ask such a thing is very unHobbitlike!"
"I have to know," Sam squeaks in defense.
"You must certainly do not have to know!"
Gimli chuckles. "I'll tell you boys any way. Plenty of folk have screwed in the woods before, but you're right, I think, on the smoke ring, Sam. Least I've never seen one blown around a dick before." He laughs as Frodo again turns beet red. For a moment, he thinks the Hobbit might actually faint, but he just walks away, his shoulders shaking with laughter.
The End
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Lord of the Rings
Character/Pairing: Frodo, Sam, implied Gandalf/Aragorn, Gimli
Rating: R/M
Challenge/Prompt: For this picture at
1_million_words August Rush challengeWarning(s): None
Word Count: 364
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Tolkein, not the author, and are used without permission.
"I didn't know he could do that," Frodo whispers, eyes wide.
"It's amazing," Sam intones what he thinks his best friend is thinking.
"No, it's not!" Frodo whispers frantically, his squeaking voice rising in both volume and pitch as his face darkens. "It's . . . It's disgusting!"
"Look! He's blowing smoke rings around it!"
"That is very, very . . . impolite," Frodo almost stammers. "The . . . the crudity! To be doing such a horrendous thing in public!"
Sam shrugs. "I don't find it horrendous in the least, Frodo."
"Why, any one could happen upon them at any moment!"
"I know." Sam grins. "We did."
"What are you hobbits gabbing about now?" Gimli questions, coming up behind them. Frodo turns quickly, his red face going as white as a ghost at being caught. The Dwarf grunts and leans up to look over his shoulder, dismissing Frodo's attempts to block his view.
He grunts again at the sight that has the Hobbits so bothered and bewildered. Then he actually backs down, stooping low so that he can't be seen from that direction for Frodo and Sam. "Men'll do it anywhere," he remarks, "but Wizards don't take kindly to being spied on."
"We're not spying on them! They are doing that in a public place!"
The Dwarf shrugs and grunts again. "Ain't like it's nothing that ain't been done before."
Frodo's mouth opens wide for another protest, but words fail him. His mouth shuts, opens again, then shuts once more. Gimli grins at the speechless Hobbit.
"But . . . But surely the smoke ring he's blowing around . . . around it is something new?" Sam queries.
"Samuel Wise!" Frodo cries. "To ask such a thing is very unHobbitlike!"
"I have to know," Sam squeaks in defense.
"You must certainly do not have to know!"
Gimli chuckles. "I'll tell you boys any way. Plenty of folk have screwed in the woods before, but you're right, I think, on the smoke ring, Sam. Least I've never seen one blown around a dick before." He laughs as Frodo again turns beet red. For a moment, he thinks the Hobbit might actually faint, but he just walks away, his shoulders shaking with laughter.
The End
