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Valentine’s Day with Sam and Frodo
February 12th
Sam pulls the petals off one of his father’s daisies.
He loves me, He loves me not.
Sam had tried! He really had. He'd put on a film about gay people, just to see if Frodo had any reaction, and it was obviously a really bad idea, because Frodo had kept on giving Sam the side eye and then left before it was over.
And then Frodo had been so oblivious to Sam's pick up line-or, please god no, had that been a very kind rejection? - Sam's chest tightens.
The daisy in his hands is now just a stem. Sam chucks it away and pulls another off the plant. Let his Dad kill him later. Sam hates his life.
"Sammy? Sammy, you missed dinner! Hanson ate yours." Sam's little sister, Daisy comes and drops down next to him, twirling a plait.
"It's alright. I'm not hungry." Sam says. Of course Hamson ate his dinner, Hamson eats everything.
"Oh. I made you a sandwich, just in case. Do you still want it?" Daisy asks. She suddenly gets a crestfallen expression on her face. Sam takes the sandwich and eats it quickly.
"Sam, are you alright?" Daisy asks, the pout miraculously gone.
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"Well, you just ate a jam and onion sandwich, and you've destroyed Dad's daisy plant."
The fact that it was Jam and Onion probably explains the aftertaste. And, to his shock, Sam realises that he has destroyed his Dad's prize winning daisy.
"No, Daisy, I'm not alright." Sam says quietly, almost whispering.
"Tell me what's wrong?" Daisy looks like Halfred when she pulls that face, concerned and determined.
"I fancy this... This girl, this girl I know, and she doesn't fancy me back."
"Oh. Well, I'll get my best people on it, and I'll get you a list of things to do to woo Rosie Cotton. She won't know what hit her." With that parting promise, Daisy leaves Sam to his flower mutilations.
February 13th.
Daisy has told Rosie Cotton.
Sam knows Daisy has told Rosie Cotton because when he goes to get his English textbook Rosie snogs him. And then gives him her phone number and a time Sam can pick her up.
How exactly is Sam supposed to explain to her that she's sorely lacking in the testosterone department, but maybe if she was a boy he'd go out with her.
Sam's friends aren't really much help
Pip thinks it’s the greatest thing ever.
Merry just grins and scrawls down more plans for Thorin and Bilbo's secret Valentine’s Day thing.
Legolas and Gimli pat him on the back.
Fili and Kili laugh at him.
Aragorn has his tongue down Arwen's throat but gives him a thumbs up.
Boromir buys him a kitkat and leaves Sam to his thoughts.
Frodo just smiles and asks him about the Math homework.
Sam thinks Rosie Cotton may have ruined his life.
At eleven pm, Sam goes to bed. He wonders if he can do anything about Frodo. Maybe... Maybe he can do it old school, with a secret, totally anonymous card. Yeah, that sounds good. He gets out of bed and pulls a piece of paper from his desk drawer.
To Frodo Baggins,
Roses are red,
Violets are green,
You're the best guy,
I've ever seen.
Roses are red,
Violets are tan,
I want you to know,
You're my number one man.
Roses are red,
Violets are vermillion,
I think that you're
One in a million.
Love, Anonymous
Perfect.
Sam made a new email address ([email protected]) and sent it to Frodo.
He’d just have to wait and see if Frodo got it.