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Title: Crawl Mat
Summary: Primula gets help from Gorbadoc to teach Frodo to crawl.
Rating: G
AN: Written for Crawling Babies Challenge at wee_hobbits
Word count: 390
Crawl Mat
There was another shrill, loud shriek coming from the family room. Shocked, concerned frowns turned up in the faces of some gentle and lady hobbits in the dining hall. A short moment later, pounding steps of bare soles came into the family room.
“Whatever you’ve done to your little lad this time, Primula?” asked her father, Gorbadoc. Primula looked up, despair plainly drawn across her face.
“Frodo refused to learn to crawl again, while he’s too old already not to be able to do that.”
Amused smiles immediately swapped the frowns. Then Gorbadoc took a sheet of velvety lambskin from a corner and spread it in the middle of the room.
“You must use this,” he said.
Primula did not seem to register what he wanted her to do. So Gorbadoc gently lifted Frodo, who was sulking, sitting cross-legged on the floor, and laid him on all fours on one end of the oblong skin. The wee hobbit’s eyes twinkled then, looking toward the older hobbit, and gave a laughing coo. Gorbadoc moved to the other end and smiled reassuringly.
“C’mere, boy. Come on.”
Amazingly, Frodo took a small step forward on his hands and knees, but then curled forward as he fell. Frodo’s lip corners curved as he set to cry, before inquiringly tilting his head up as a strange sound came from the hobbit at the other end of the mat. The sound was actually a song.
Old Brandybuck had a farm…
Frodo clucked happily and Gorbadoc smiled, lifting the baby again and put him back to the end of the mat.
“You try again now, there's a clever lad.”
And so it went. Every time Frodo fell down, Gorbadoc would sing, and the song kept getting longer since Frodo could reach the area of the mat farther and farther. In the end, when Frodo could eventually touch the end of the mat, everyone clapped their hands as Gorbadoc sang the entire song.
Old Brandybuck had a farm,
E-I-E-I-O,
And on his farm he had a cow,
E-I-E-I-O,
With a moo-moo here,
And a moo-moo there,
Here a moo, there a moo,
Everywhere a moo-moo.
Old Brandybuck had a farm,
E-I-E-I-O.
Frodo was chuckling cheerily now as he was rolling and rolling on the mat.
But no one saw it when Primula wiped the happy tears she’d shed.
Summary: Primula gets help from Gorbadoc to teach Frodo to crawl.
Rating: G
AN: Written for Crawling Babies Challenge at wee_hobbits
Word count: 390
Crawl Mat
There was another shrill, loud shriek coming from the family room. Shocked, concerned frowns turned up in the faces of some gentle and lady hobbits in the dining hall. A short moment later, pounding steps of bare soles came into the family room.
“Whatever you’ve done to your little lad this time, Primula?” asked her father, Gorbadoc. Primula looked up, despair plainly drawn across her face.
“Frodo refused to learn to crawl again, while he’s too old already not to be able to do that.”
Amused smiles immediately swapped the frowns. Then Gorbadoc took a sheet of velvety lambskin from a corner and spread it in the middle of the room.
“You must use this,” he said.
Primula did not seem to register what he wanted her to do. So Gorbadoc gently lifted Frodo, who was sulking, sitting cross-legged on the floor, and laid him on all fours on one end of the oblong skin. The wee hobbit’s eyes twinkled then, looking toward the older hobbit, and gave a laughing coo. Gorbadoc moved to the other end and smiled reassuringly.
“C’mere, boy. Come on.”
Amazingly, Frodo took a small step forward on his hands and knees, but then curled forward as he fell. Frodo’s lip corners curved as he set to cry, before inquiringly tilting his head up as a strange sound came from the hobbit at the other end of the mat. The sound was actually a song.
Old Brandybuck had a farm…
Frodo clucked happily and Gorbadoc smiled, lifting the baby again and put him back to the end of the mat.
“You try again now, there's a clever lad.”
And so it went. Every time Frodo fell down, Gorbadoc would sing, and the song kept getting longer since Frodo could reach the area of the mat farther and farther. In the end, when Frodo could eventually touch the end of the mat, everyone clapped their hands as Gorbadoc sang the entire song.
Old Brandybuck had a farm,
E-I-E-I-O,
And on his farm he had a cow,
E-I-E-I-O,
With a moo-moo here,
And a moo-moo there,
Here a moo, there a moo,
Everywhere a moo-moo.
Old Brandybuck had a farm,
E-I-E-I-O.
Frodo was chuckling cheerily now as he was rolling and rolling on the mat.
But no one saw it when Primula wiped the happy tears she’d shed.