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Celuien · 08-13-2006, 07:50 AM

Garmund took a moment to think before answering Thornden's question. Looking back, there was nothing he could remember that had caused him trouble. It was Lèoðern's spending so much time with Cnebba which irked him.

"Well, no. She's not causing trouble. But she's with Cnebba so much now. It used to be that just the two of us played together. And now they're always playing games and...and"

You're out. Lèoðern's words returned to him, and his voice trailed off. That was just it. Garmund thought that he was always left out.

"Yes, my lad?" Thornden broke in, encouraging Garmund to continue.

"And it's like they don't want me around anymore." Annoyance and frustration rang clearly in Garmund's voice. "Lèoðern was my sister before Cnebba ever came here. Now it's almost as if he was her brother and I'm not. Why can't it be the way it was before?"

littlemanpoet · 08-14-2006, 06:45 PM

Falco passed into the kitchen and snitched a roll on is way through, his quiet feet almost escaping the notice of the cooks before he was through the door. "Rascal!" Frodides cried at his fleeing back. But before him were other words in a different tone.

"Why can't it be the way it was before?" It was young Garmund.

"Why can't what be?" Falco interrupted, as if the conversation was his by right to intervene into. Lucky for him he was a hobbit, for Garmund seemed to find it easy enough to talk to someone of his own height, even if he was an adult. Besides, he had already been out with it once, or so it seemed, so Falco was all ears as he made quick work of his snitched roll.

"My sis used to play with me. Now she always plays with Cnebba instead."

Falco knew what was up right away. Such things were not reserved for children; they happened among full growns as well, at least back in the Shire they did as much as not, and probably more than most places as far as he could tell.

"Tell you what," he said conspiratorially to both Garmund and Thornden as he lit up his pipe. "Why don't we have our own fun, us three? We can have so much fun they'll want to stop what they're doing and join in on ours! What do you think about that?"

Celuien · 08-14-2006, 08:01 PM

The unhappy look about Garmund was slowly overcome by a sly grin. Falco understood what was happening and seemed to know just how to fix the problem. They would show Cnebba and Lèoðern for leaving him out over the last few weeks.

"I think that's just right," Garmund replied. He smiled, both happy to have found allies and relishing the idea of evening the score with Cnebba. For it must have been Cnebba more than his sister. Lèoðern, for all her eager ways, was little more than a baby, and would never think to leave her brother. Cnebba, though, would learn a lesson for causing trouble between Garmund and his sister.

Falco was blowing smoke rings and rubbing his chin. Probably thinking up a plan, Garmund decided.

"What should we do?" he asked.

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08-13-2006, 07:50 AM	#1
Celuien Riveting Ribbiter Join Date: May 2005 Location: Assigned to Mordor Posts: 1,767	Garmund took a moment to think before answering Thornden's question. Looking back, there was nothing he could remember that had caused him trouble. It was Lèoðern's spending so much time with Cnebba which irked him. "Well, no. She's not causing trouble. But she's with Cnebba so much now. It used to be that just the two of us played together. And now they're always playing games and...and" You're out. Lèoðern's words returned to him, and his voice trailed off. That was just it. Garmund thought that he was always left out. "Yes, my lad?" Thornden broke in, encouraging Garmund to continue. "And it's like they don't want me around anymore." Annoyance and frustration rang clearly in Garmund's voice. "Lèoðern was my sister before Cnebba ever came here. Now it's almost as if he was her brother and I'm not. Why can't it be the way it was before?"

08-14-2006, 06:45 PM	#2
littlemanpoet Itinerant Songster Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: The Edge of Faerie Posts: 7,066	Falco passed into the kitchen and snitched a roll on is way through, his quiet feet almost escaping the notice of the cooks before he was through the door. "Rascal!" Frodides cried at his fleeing back. But before him were other words in a different tone. "Why can't it be the way it was before?" It was young Garmund. "Why can't what be?" Falco interrupted, as if the conversation was his by right to intervene into. Lucky for him he was a hobbit, for Garmund seemed to find it easy enough to talk to someone of his own height, even if he was an adult. Besides, he had already been out with it once, or so it seemed, so Falco was all ears as he made quick work of his snitched roll. "My sis used to play with me. Now she always plays with Cnebba instead." Falco knew what was up right away. Such things were not reserved for children; they happened among full growns as well, at least back in the Shire they did as much as not, and probably more than most places as far as he could tell. "Tell you what," he said conspiratorially to both Garmund and Thornden as he lit up his pipe. "Why don't we have our own fun, us three? We can have so much fun they'll want to stop what they're doing and join in on ours! What do you think about that?"

08-14-2006, 08:01 PM	#3
Celuien Riveting Ribbiter Join Date: May 2005 Location: Assigned to Mordor Posts: 1,767	The unhappy look about Garmund was slowly overcome by a sly grin. Falco understood what was happening and seemed to know just how to fix the problem. They would show Cnebba and Lèoðern for leaving him out over the last few weeks. "I think that's just right," Garmund replied. He smiled, both happy to have found allies and relishing the idea of evening the score with Cnebba. For it must have been Cnebba more than his sister. Lèoðern, for all her eager ways, was little more than a baby, and would never think to leave her brother. Cnebba, though, would learn a lesson for causing trouble between Garmund and his sister. Falco was blowing smoke rings and rubbing his chin. Probably thinking up a plan, Garmund decided. "What should we do?" he asked.