Road to Erebor

Chapter 1.

In a hole in a ground there lived two hobbits. Bilbo and Fíriel. Bilbo looked and was like a hobbit; brown curly hair, loved to eat, loved to party, hated adventures. But her sister, Fíriel, hated being a hobbit. She hated that calm life hobbits have. There was many times she tried to leave the Shire, but Bilbo always stopped her. Fíriel was younger than him, and he wanted that she would get married with a respected hobbit. It was quite the task, considering the fact that Fíriel was nothing like a hobbit. But she was really pretty and could win a heart even without trying. Still, the other hobbits thought she was weird. Fíriel hated the way she looked, so she cut her hair and dyed it with wool colour. A bit crazy for a hobbit, eh?

They lived in a hole in a ground. But it wasn't a dirty, muddy hole. It was a hobbit hole. It was warm and comfy, like a hobbit hole is supposed to be. They were quite rich, so their hole was bigger and more luxurious than other hobbit holes.

One morning, a wizard with a staff passed by their house. Bilbo, who was sitting infront of the house on a bench said "Good morning!" to him. And he really meant it. "What do you mean?" the wizard said. "Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is morning to be good on?"

Bilbo was quite confused. All of them, I think," he sayed and smoked his pipe. He waited for the wizard to leave, but it didn't happen. Finally, he asked: "Excuse me, can I help you?"

"You still don't remember who I am, do you?" The wizard asked him.

Bilbo looked him for awhile. "No, sorry. But who are you then?" He made a smoke ring with his pipe.

"Gandalf the Grey," the wizard chuckled.

Bilbo recognised the old man. And he remembered. When Bilbo was younger, he met him. Gandalf was been here before. He made tricks and magic at the fairs when Bilbo was younger.

"You know, I'm looking for someone who I can take on an adventure," Gandalf said to Bilbo.

"What? No. Adventures are unpleasant things and because of them, you need to skip breakfast. No, go find someone else, we don't want any adventures here, goodbye," Bilbo stood up, went to the door and slammed it with a bang. Then he remembered: Fíriel. She would've loved to go. He looked through the window next to the door to see if Gandalf was still there. He was. Bilbo was too scared to talk with him again, so he went away from the window and made himself a nice cup of tea. Little did he knew, Gandalf was drawing an old symbol on the hobbit door. Bilbo thought that he won't say anything to Fíriel, who was taking a walk at the moment. "She doesn't need to know that," he mumbled himself.

It was time for dinner. Fíriel and Bilbo sat down and started to eat. Suddenly, a doorbell rang. "Are we expecting company?" Fíriel asked Bilbo.

"I don't think so," said Bilbo, stopped eating and stand up. Hobbits actually love visitors, but they need to say it in advance. There Bilbo was, in front of the door and opened it. Bilbo was very surprised when he saw who was behind it. It was a dwarf. Dwarf in Bag End? What does he want? Bilbo thought himself.

"Dwalin, at your service," the dwarf bowed and said. Then, he didn't even waited for Bilbo's answer and just came in. Bilbo stood there, too stunned to move.

"I've been hungry all day!" Dwalin almost shouted, when he saw the food Bilbo had prepared for himself. He sat down and started eating it. Then, he saw Fíriel across the table who was also stunned, just like her brother. "Hello, beauty," Dwalin said with a smile. Since he wasn't a very pretty or clean, Fíriel felt the urge to leave and that is what she did. She started looking for Bilbo and he ran into another dwarf.

"I'm sorry, Balin, at your service," the dwarf with a huge white beard said. Poor Fíriel was so very confused. What is happening? She thought to herself.