Ficlet: Saving Boromir (A/B)
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rugbytackletitle: Saving Boromir
author: ryhasso
pairing: A/B
rating: G, I guess
disclaimer: not mine. They belong to J. R. R. Tolkien
note: because they (Aragorn and Boromir) claimed I'm not able to save Boromir's life.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
seleneheart (thank you :) suggested that I should post it, so here it is.
warnings: craziness and chocolate layer cake
feedback: very appreciated
The boats landed on white sand of Parth Galen. First the one with Frodo, Sam and Legolas. Then the second, bearing Merry, Pippin and Gimli. The third boat joined them about an hour later. The men stumbled out of it and approached the fire, which their companions managed to make in that time. They sat down close to it and to each other, silent.
"So…" Legolas started "How is it going?"
Aragorn gave him the look which would make even the Eye cringle.
Boromir fidgeted.
"Where's Frodo?" He asked.
"Frodo went for a walk. To think." The elf explained.
"Damn it!" Boromir swore.
"We should look for him." Aragorn spoke. "He mustn't wander alone." He stood up and Boromir followed him.
They found Frodo by a fallen statue of some king.
"Frodo?" Aragorn said gently, "You should go back to the camp."
"I know, Aragorn. But I don't want to drag you all to Mordor with me. Especially not you and Boromir, in your… condition."
"Damn it!" Boromir swore.
"I decided I will go only with Sam." Frodo continued and looked at them apologetically. "And… with Merry. And Pippin. Legolas said he wanted to go with me as well, but I think he should stay with you. After all he may know how to-"
"Damn that he knows! After all it was he who did it!" Boromir almost yelled.
"We have no proof--" Aragorn replied calmly.
"I don't need any proof! I know it was him!"
"Well, anyway," Frodo kept on, "As Legolas is staying with you, so is Gimli. They will escort you to Minas Tirith. I'm sure they will take good care of you."
"Damn it!" Boromir swore.
"Goodbye!" Frodo smiled and run towards the river.
When Aragorn and Boromir came back to the camp the hobbits were gone and Legolas and Gimli were ready to go, too. They went down the great stairs and along the river then. At noon they were far away from Amon Hen.
When the Uruk-hai reached Parth Galen they found only two abandoned boats and one mithril key. They took the key and brought it to Saruman. The Wizard perused the trinket and decided that it is some evil omen, a token of his near failure. So he packed his things and left Middle-earth immediately.
Every night on their way to Minas Tirith Aragorn and Boromir slept close to each other. Every day they travelled side by side.
One evening Legolas said: "Aragorn, I must tell you something."
"What is it, Legolas?" Aragorn asked curious.
"You cannot marry Arwen."
"But why???"
"Because I lost the key."
"What???"
"Damn it!" Boromir swore.
"And, besides, Arwen ran away with Glorfindel."
"What???"
"But don't worry. You can marry Boromir."
"What???"
"In fact you don't have much choice. Since you are already… bonded."
Boromir shrugged and pulled Aragorn down to sleep, although Aragorn tried hard to drag him to Legolas' neck. Yet Boromir seemed more determined and soon their limbs were tangled and Boromir's head made under Aragorn's chin.
"I want chocolate layer cake." Boromir mumbled.
"What?"
"For our wedding. I want chocolate cake."
"All right." Aragorn sighed and pulled Boromir closer, for it was chilly.
As they fell asleep Gimli asked the elf: "Did you really lost the key, Legolas?"
"Aye. But there are two spare keys as well."
"So, where are they then?"
"The first is in Aragorn's left shoe. He hid it there when he found it on the bottom of the boat, so that Boromir wouldn't know. And the other is in Boromir's right boot. He found it when they got off the boat by Parth Galen and hid it there, so that Aragorn wouldn't know."
"And where did you get mithril handcuffs from in the first place???"
author: ryhasso
pairing: A/B
rating: G, I guess
disclaimer: not mine. They belong to J. R. R. Tolkien
note: because they (Aragorn and Boromir) claimed I'm not able to save Boromir's life.
seleneheart (thank you :) suggested that I should post it, so here it is.warnings: craziness and chocolate layer cake
feedback: very appreciated
The boats landed on white sand of Parth Galen. First the one with Frodo, Sam and Legolas. Then the second, bearing Merry, Pippin and Gimli. The third boat joined them about an hour later. The men stumbled out of it and approached the fire, which their companions managed to make in that time. They sat down close to it and to each other, silent.
"So…" Legolas started "How is it going?"
Aragorn gave him the look which would make even the Eye cringle.
Boromir fidgeted.
"Where's Frodo?" He asked.
"Frodo went for a walk. To think." The elf explained.
"Damn it!" Boromir swore.
"We should look for him." Aragorn spoke. "He mustn't wander alone." He stood up and Boromir followed him.
They found Frodo by a fallen statue of some king.
"Frodo?" Aragorn said gently, "You should go back to the camp."
"I know, Aragorn. But I don't want to drag you all to Mordor with me. Especially not you and Boromir, in your… condition."
"Damn it!" Boromir swore.
"I decided I will go only with Sam." Frodo continued and looked at them apologetically. "And… with Merry. And Pippin. Legolas said he wanted to go with me as well, but I think he should stay with you. After all he may know how to-"
"Damn that he knows! After all it was he who did it!" Boromir almost yelled.
"We have no proof--" Aragorn replied calmly.
"I don't need any proof! I know it was him!"
"Well, anyway," Frodo kept on, "As Legolas is staying with you, so is Gimli. They will escort you to Minas Tirith. I'm sure they will take good care of you."
"Damn it!" Boromir swore.
"Goodbye!" Frodo smiled and run towards the river.
When Aragorn and Boromir came back to the camp the hobbits were gone and Legolas and Gimli were ready to go, too. They went down the great stairs and along the river then. At noon they were far away from Amon Hen.
When the Uruk-hai reached Parth Galen they found only two abandoned boats and one mithril key. They took the key and brought it to Saruman. The Wizard perused the trinket and decided that it is some evil omen, a token of his near failure. So he packed his things and left Middle-earth immediately.
Every night on their way to Minas Tirith Aragorn and Boromir slept close to each other. Every day they travelled side by side.
One evening Legolas said: "Aragorn, I must tell you something."
"What is it, Legolas?" Aragorn asked curious.
"You cannot marry Arwen."
"But why???"
"Because I lost the key."
"What???"
"Damn it!" Boromir swore.
"And, besides, Arwen ran away with Glorfindel."
"What???"
"But don't worry. You can marry Boromir."
"What???"
"In fact you don't have much choice. Since you are already… bonded."
Boromir shrugged and pulled Aragorn down to sleep, although Aragorn tried hard to drag him to Legolas' neck. Yet Boromir seemed more determined and soon their limbs were tangled and Boromir's head made under Aragorn's chin.
"I want chocolate layer cake." Boromir mumbled.
"What?"
"For our wedding. I want chocolate cake."
"All right." Aragorn sighed and pulled Boromir closer, for it was chilly.
As they fell asleep Gimli asked the elf: "Did you really lost the key, Legolas?"
"Aye. But there are two spare keys as well."
"So, where are they then?"
"The first is in Aragorn's left shoe. He hid it there when he found it on the bottom of the boat, so that Boromir wouldn't know. And the other is in Boromir's right boot. He found it when they got off the boat by Parth Galen and hid it there, so that Aragorn wouldn't know."
"And where did you get mithril handcuffs from in the first place???"
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Date: 2003-12-08 10:48 pm (UTC)Very clever! Thanks for the smile.
Amentiii
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Date: 2003-12-12 11:19 pm (UTC)Poor babies. All that togetherness. Such a sacrifice.
Yes, yes. But you must admit they endure it bravely, this torture. ; )
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Date: 2003-12-09 12:07 am (UTC)*leers*
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Date: 2003-12-12 11:25 pm (UTC)Thanks for reading. : )
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Date: 2003-12-09 12:13 am (UTC)You are such an evil genius. *g*
*snogs you*
Please, write a continuation? *looks charming*
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Date: 2003-12-12 11:30 pm (UTC)Thank you.
A continuation? Hmm… *imagines the stag-party… er… stag-parties… Faramir strip-dancing…* I shall definitely think of it. : )
Monsoon
Date: 2003-12-09 03:58 pm (UTC)And what a delightful read it turned to be!
I cracked up half way through then had to stop laughing so hard to take a breather by the end.
very cute, Aragorn and Boromir each trying to hide the key so they can 'bond' with each other and Legolas, telling the tale, in 'as-a-matter-of-fact' calm elven voice...
loved it!
Re: Monsoon
Date: 2003-12-12 11:39 pm (UTC)After several attempts at saving Boromir in a ‘serious’ way I realised that it’s just too big a challenge for me. So this is what I stick to. LOL
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Date: 2003-12-09 04:53 pm (UTC)I loved the fact that most of Boromir's lines were "Damn it!" That cracked me up every time.
And of course, the best part is the chocolate cake for the wedding. :)
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Date: 2003-12-12 11:44 pm (UTC)Yes. Boromir seems to like putting it short - it leaves more time for… other things. ; )
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Date: 2003-12-09 06:32 pm (UTC)or should I say in the wedding nightAhem. Anyway, I adored this, thank youno subject
Date: 2003-12-13 12:00 am (UTC)Legolas was helpful this time... Well, I don’t know why but he usually is. Odd… ; )
And yes, I’m pretty sure Boromir has many ideas for the wedding
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Date: 2003-12-11 01:17 am (UTC)Yay, you posted it! Sorry, I've been out-of-touch. And I join in asking you to continue. I'm sure you could do a brilliant job with the wedding!
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Date: 2003-12-13 12:07 am (UTC)I will definitely explore the topic. It promises lots of fun. *looks with hope at the coming holidays*
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Date: 2005-06-03 11:01 pm (UTC)Angie