The Married Life - 2
by [M]ad[C]at and Heri
The Married Life: Faramir and Eowyn!
Faramir and Eowyn Get Home
...Later...
Faz parks his horse in the stables, unlocks the door, kicks off his left boot in the middle of the hallway
and his right boot outside the library, and plops himself down on a chaise-longue, in front of the Palantir
Éowyn - Faramir Michaelmir of Gondor! WHAT... do you think you're doing?
Faramir - I'm um... points helplessly towards the Palantir...
watching the Middle-earth Dwarf Tossing championships?
Éowyn - hands on hips No you're not!
Faramir - sheepishly I'm not...?
Éowyn - No. The garbage disposal - which, by the way you
said you "fixed"
Two. Weeks. Ago - is making a funny sound.
Faramir - "A funny sound"...? sarcasm What, like a whoopie-cushion?
Éowyn - FAZ! glares
Faramir - What? What?! shrugs What am I supposed to do with
"a funny sound"? Don't women know anything about electrical appliances?! Is the rivet torque-screw
syphoning controlling plugged S-curved tube clogged?
Éowyn - blank look
Faramir - Does the, um... hydraulic toast-making symphony-playing
socket-wrenchy-looking spanner thingy reverbate?
Éowyn - ... ... You don't know anything about Garbage Diposal, either,
do you Faz?
Faramir - sheepish grin
Éowyn - Alright, then. Watch your game!
Faramir - Gleefully slumps down in front of the Palantir again yes, dear.
Éowyn - See if I care.
Faramir - automatically Yes, dear...
Éowyn - I'll just call Aragorn, and ask him to pop over and look at the Disposal.
He'll know what to do.
Faz - Yesdear... WOW! Didchoo see that toss? That's easily 10,000
yards! WOO-HOO!
Éowyn - I knew I should have married Aragorn...
Faramir - Yesdear... Oh, while you're in the kitchen bring me that 6-pack of
the Gaffer's Brew, and the beef jerkey we got at the shop.
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