Pairings: None

Summary: Frodo is injured.

“Whatever’s happened, Mr Frodo?” Sam asked in alarm. “You are bleeding! Shall I send for a leech?”

“Lobelia hit me with her umbrella,” Frodo sighed, mopping the blood from a cut on his head with a handkerchief.

“What did she do that for?” asked Sam.

“I took her an armful of your best roses and a spider crawled out of one when she put them in a vase. She was certain I had put the spider there on purpose and would not entertain the possibility that it could be an accident.”

“Spider indeed! I’ll put a wasp in next time!”