An Escape to a New Reality (A Hobbit Fanfiction)

Traveling to the Shire

Gandalf! No. way.

Looking up I saw the old man had turned his head around. It was him. It was Gandalf and more specifically it was Ian Mckellen dressed as Gandalf.Majide?!

"My dear. Why are you following me?" He spoke! To me! He spoke to me! I looked around wondering where the cameras were, where the crew was. But I saw no one. I looked back at him. His face curious and gave no hint that this was a joke.

I looked down as I tried to process this new information, when it hit me. I'm in the Middle Earth. I don't know whether to be elated or to be scared out of my wits. "I'm in the Hobbit" I say under my breath.

"I beg your pardon?" I looked up at Gandalf. Oops, forgot he was here. I open my mouth to speak but find no words. Gandalf turns to fully face me with a look of curiosity in his eyes.

"I um…I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything by it…I just. Well I'm kind of…lost." He straightened and walked towards me. He was tall. Very Tall. I slowly look him up and down as he stood directly in front of me.

I looked away from him, my mouth dropped as I realized. "Ohmygod! I'm SHORT!"

"Yes I can see that." He chuckled as I quickly looked up at him. "Did you not realize this before?" Once again I gaped at him. I rubbed face with my hands. "NO…no. I mean I've always been short. But I mean 5 foot 2 inches isn't that short -"

"My girl,-" I looked up at Gandalf who was smiling down at me. "- I am sorry to inform you that who ever told you that you are 5 feet has sadly led you astray. I would say you stand no taller than 3 feet possibly less."

I'm gaping at him again. I wanted to cry. I was short. No I was tiny short. Why? Why of all the places where people were on average shorter than me, did I have to shrink? I cringed as I looked down and felt my shoulders slump. I didn't care if the Gandalf from the movie was staring or not.

"Is something the matter?" I looked up. The amusement on his face earlier was now replaced with a look of concern. I sighed and and shook my head. "Where were you heading before you lost your way?"

I looked up at him confused. "I wasn't heading anywhere. I was laying by a river and next thing I know I'm waking up somewhere over there?" My arm flailed over in the direction i had come from. Gandalf glanced at the direction I pointed and once again cocked an eye brow.

"Where are you from little one?" I glared Ha. ha. "Little one" thats funny. "I'm from San Diego." He said nothing and for once he was the one with a blank stare. I puffed my cheeks with air as I remembered that this wasn't my world and people from here had absolutely no idea what the United States was, let alone San Diego.

"Um…It's not anywhere near here." I told him. Gandalf nodded slowly. "I would think not. Your accent I do not recognize and your clothes are none that I have ever come across before. While you are the size of a hobbit, you are too thin and have too small of feet to be one."

I laughed at his comment. At home, I was always judged for being not thin enough. I know i'm not skinny but I wasn't fat either. So while I hated being the size of a hobbit, I was flattered that Gandalf suggested I was skinny.

"Well I am on a schedule -" His talking brought me back to the present and I looked up at him as he started walking away. "-and I am already late as it is so I must be going."

I waved good bye as he headed on his way. I didn't know if I should follow or just follow the road back to another town. "Hurry up! I wouldn't want you getting lost again." I perked up and without hesitation I jogged up to the old wizard.