ʰᵃˡˡᵉʸ'ˢ ᶜᵒᵐᵉᵗ ☕️ ˢᵗⁱˡᵉˢ ˢ./ˡᵉᵍᵒˡᵃˢ ᵍ./ ᵃʳᵃᵍᵒʳⁿ

☕︎ 𝐬𝐢𝐱 ☕︎

(*smut will be somewhere in this chapter.)

*Voiceover = Bold & Italics

*Elvish (if I can't translate it) = Italics

*Flashbacks = Underline

*Mindlink = Bold

*Dwarvish = Bold & Underline

| 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐩.𝐨.𝐯 |

Sméagol is swimming along in a rocky stream, trying to catch a jumping fish as Sam and Frodo follow him. "Hey, stinker, don't go getting too far ahead."Sam insults Sméagol. "Why do you do that?"Frodo asked his friend in confusion. "What?"Sam asked.

"Call him names. Run him down all the time. You know, Mieczysław wouldn't accept that."Frodo said. "Because. Because that's what he is, Mr. Frodo. There's naught left in him but lies and deceit. It's the Ring he wants. It's all he cares about."Sam explained. Frodo looked crossed.

"You have no idea what it did to him...what it's still doing to him."He started as he walks past Sam, then stops as he watched Sméagol. "I want to help him, Sam."He finished. "Why?"Sam asked. "Because I have to believe he can come back."Frodo responded.

"You can't save him, Mr. Frodo."Sam said as he stood behind Frodo. Frodo turns around to face Sam. "What do you know about it? Nothing!"He snaps. Sam nods and walks past him. Frodo starts feeling bad. "I'm sorry, Sam. I don't know why I said that."He said.

"I do."Sam says, turning back around to face Frodo. "It's the Ring. You can't take your eyes off it. I've seen you. You're not eating. You barely sleep. What would Mischief think of you not taking care of yourself?"He questions and walks right up to him.

"It's taken hold of you, Mr. Frodo. You have to fight it."He told him. "I know what I have to do, Sam. The Ring was entrusted to me. It's my task. Mine! My own!"Frodo snaps back and walks off purposefully.

"Can't you hear yourself? Don't you know who you sound like?"Sam exclaims as Frodo continues to walk away.

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Sam and Frodo are sleeping. It's night and Frodo sleeps holding the Ring in his hand. Gollum looks at them as he sits next to some pillars.

"We wants it. We needs it. Must have the precious. They stole it from us. Sneaky little Hobbitses. Wicked. Tricksy. False."Gollum spoke to his other self. "No. Not master."Sméagol said as he shook his head in denial.

"Yes, precious. False. They will cheat you, hurt you, lie!"Gollum exclaims. "Master's my friend."Sméagol said. "You don't have any friends. Nobody likes you. Not even Mieczysław."Gollum told him, manipulatively.

"Not listening. I'm not listening. He cares for poor Sméagol."Sméagol says with his hands over his ears. "You're a liar and a thief."Gollum taunted. "No."Sméagol said shaking his head. "Murderer."Gollum said. "Go away."Sméagol told him as he sniffled.

"Go away?"He says mockingly and laughs. "I hate you. I hate you."Sméagol cries. "Where would you be without me? Gollum. Gollum. I saved us. It was me. We survived because of me."Gollum told him. "Not anymore."Sméagol said. "What did you say?"Gollum asked in shock.

"Master looks after us now. We don't need you."Sméagol told him. "What?"Gollum questions still in shock. "Leave now, and never come back."He starts saying. "No."Gollum said. "Leave now and never come back."Sméagol said getting passionate. Gollum growls and bears his teeth.

"Leave now and never come back!"Sméagol says to him in excitement. There is silence and no response from Gollum. "We told him to go away. And away he goes, precious."He said in excitement as he jumps and leaped about.