Disclaimer : I do not own the lord of the rings. Bummer right

Fred Cotton was in the Green Dragon with a mug of ale in front of him. He had short curly red hair and a scar that went from just below his right eye all the way to his chin. The scar was courtesy of a farming incident that included a sickle, three crock pots and mushrooms. He didn't even know just how it happened. A pipe hung in his mouth with his feet up on the table.

"Nothing like a mug of ale after a hard day's work." He said to the his closet companion. A hog named Bill. Bills only response was a grunt as he put his snout back into his cup. Many people said that Bill drank too much but with him being a pig (and extremely aggressive after drinking) no one dared to tell him.

"I dare say this is the best pipe-weed yet." With that said Fred blew a large smoke ring and gave a curious content sigh.

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Bill Proudfoot (Proudfeet) was sitting at a small table, the smell of bacon wafted through his kitchen. He was just sitting down for second breakfast. He salted and peppered his meal. He was about halfway through with his meal when his brother came over uninvited.

"Hello there dear brother." He said in a tone that Bill took as obnoxious. "Having your breakfast are you?"

"This my dear brother is my second breakfast, I had first breakfast an hour ago."

"You know I'm pretty hungry too." His brother said as he helped himself.

Bill just gave quite grumpy humph and continued eating.

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Todo Bolger was trimming flowers in in his garden. A boring job to most common folk it to hobbits it was excitement enough. After the flowers were carefully trimmed and pruned to perfection did Todo start sweeping the walkway through his garden. After he was done three children appeared out of nowhere rushing past his and knocking him over. He sat there for quite some time before his breathing slowed and his heart returned to a normal beating rate. As a hobbit he was not accustomed to being scared and of excitement and he like it that way.

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