Characters: Merry, Esmeralda
Book/Source: LOTR, Pre-quest
Disclaimer: Not mine. Wish they were, but they aren't. *pout*
Curls vanish and long, thin feet appear as blankets are pulled up high. "Won't."
"Oh, really?" Esmeralda runs a fingernail down the sole of one foot and a tousled hobbit explodes from the bed, hair and quilts and skinny arms flying.
"Mum!" he howls, betrayed.
"Your da is waiting for you," and she is out the door, grinning.
"Let him wait," and he burrows into his nest, even as the sun breaches the cracks in the shutters and an older hobbit, with the same round nose and crooked jaw as the one who sleeps, strides down the hall.