The young boy slowly stumbled over to the winged reptile caught in the iron laced ropes. The blonde child took out a knife and the dragon shifted uncomfortably, the creatures green eyes widened in fear. The boy looked at his reflection in the dragons eyes, he slowly lowered the knife and tears welled up in his eyes "I'm sorry" he cried.
Bilbo sat on the wooden bench outside his house in the hill. He looked left and right seeing that no other hobbit was present. He lit his pipe with a small flame he had conjured with his fingers before taking a large breath. He shot rings into the air before looking at the sky enviously "do you get fly in Mirkwood?" He inquired.
No. If I did Thranduil would catch me although I do go to Beorn occasionally.
Suddenly a smell invaded his nose. A smell that reminded him of magic and wisdom. A smell that reminded him of adventure and excitement. A smell he knew and would never soon forget.
Wizard?
"appears that way" he commented. He was correct because just a few minutes later an old looking man wondered up the path of bag end "good morning" he said to the hobbit. Bilbo removed the pipe and narrowed his eyes "are you suggesting that it is a good morning or it is a morning to be good" he asked. The wizards mouth hang open as he tried to think of a response "I think you got that wrong" he finally vocalised. Bilbo smiled at his confusion "not wrong Gandalf. Simply the wrong order" this didn't help the wizard.
Bilbo scooted over to the far end of the bench, offering a place for his friend to sit. Gandalf took the offer and sat next to him "my dear bilbo. I'm afraid I'm learning less about you then I'm learning more" he chuckled. The hobbit to another breath from his pipe before sitting up a little straighter and looking at the small houses below them on the hill "does that matter if your planing to send me away" he uttered.
Gandalf coughed at his friends words before staring at him "how did you every work that out?" He grimaced. Bilbo acted turned before him put the fire out " the science of deduction my dear friend. Learnt it from my brother" he beamed. Gandalfs expression lifted "right the brother that I have never met"
And never will
"Shush he wasn't talking to you" bilbo murmured to the ground. Gandalf just sighed "so what else have you deduced?" Bilbo smirked "well I assume your gonna be a quest involved. There's always one when you visit. I have come to the conclusion that your going to send me with a group of people to some place where I have to fight something to get something. Am I correct?" He asked. Gandalf just grumbled a yes taking a whiff of his own pipe he had pulled out.
Your getting better
"Thank you" bilbo accepted. Gandalf lifted himself of the chair and pondered back to the path "we will continue this conversation tonight" he stated before walking of aimlessly.
"Do you think he's going to bring his group?"
Most likely
"Should I get food?"
I would highly suggest you do
"Right then"