As therapy to help me recover from the trauma of writing Waves last night, I wrote this little piece of untitled fluff. At the time this was set, Merry was nine and Frodo twenty-three.
I guess it pays off to fiddle with how I present my screenname. When I entered it as auntiemeesh I got married off to Brandon Boyd, whom I've never heard of.
Well, folks, here it is, chapter eleven. Betaed once again by the wonderful pipspebble. Oddly enough, Pips, Interlude was one of the titles I had been playing around with as well, so Interlude it is. :)