When packing the little bag he would carry on his quest, Frodo was sure to sneak in amongst the bread and cheese and apples and other such vittles one freshly baked marmalade roll. While Gandalf wasn't looking, he removed some of those pesky fresh shirts the wizard insisted on him taking to make room for his precious bundle, wrapped in a red cloth to keep it warm. He could, after all, wear the same shirt more than once, and one never knew when one might be in the mood for something sweet and sticky. He smiled mischievously. And, as it was likely to be a cold and arduous journey, and he was low on warm blankets, it was probably best that he brought Samwise along as well. Who knew, perhaps his gardener liked sweet and sticky things as well.
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