Grand Pas (sans d'action)

A/N: Written for LotR_community april challenge - my prompt was a robin :D
Coming in at a measly 230 words Grand Pas id a suite of dances in a ballet which shows of the principal dancer - which may (but usually doesn't) contribute to the story - this is sans d'action because not much happens. I am going to carry on and write a few more - would you like them to be all robins/ prompt me with other birds?

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"I saw a robin before." Pippin announced suddenly. As non-sequiturs went it was rather a boring one, but nevertheless unexpected in mid-April.
"You can't have seen one, Pip, its April!" Frodo replied, as Merry sighed and said "That's what I said!"
"You see Robins at yuletide, not spring." Frodo chided his younger cousin humorously.
"I said that as well!" Merry sighed again, dramatically, and stuck his head out of the window, where Sam was trimming the verges of the lawn. "Everything is positively shouting spring, isn't it Sam?"
"Indeed it is, Master Merry, the daffodils are comin' up very nicely, an' all." Sam answered. Pippin shrugged and helped himself to another scone and cup of tea from the table, "Well, I know what I saw, Frodo, a robin, clear as day, sitting on the gate-post, bold as you like, he even had a worm in his beak!", Pippin nodded decisively and mock-glared at his cousins, daring them to disagree.
Suddenly Sam popped up from under the sill and whispered, just loud enough to get their attention. "If you come quick, you'll see Master Pippin was right after all!"
Pippin leapt up and dashed to the window. There indeed was his robin, back on the gate, another worm dangling from its beak, framed by the blossom-heavy trees at the side of the lane, winter and spring mixed in all their glory, renewed in the afternoon sun.

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