Hello everyone! This here is my first Lord of the Rings fic, ever. i felt the tiniest bit apprehensive about uploading it, especially after seeing how brilliant some of the work in this section is. But one of my friends convinced me.

I'm sorry to say i haven't had access to the books as of yet -my parents only own Return of the King, how silly- but i am in the progress of reading the Hobbit. So any and all information has either come from there, the movies or the internet, for silly little things i felt i had to check on -such as whether or not hobbits have clocks!- so if occasionally something is a little wrong, give me a little leeway, tell me the problem and i will fix it! just don't be to harsh, please.

Anyway, on with the show!

Tania Knotwise was not an extraordinary hobbit, she had never done anything mildly worth noting or admiring, she was a self-proclaimed run of the mill, boring old hobbit. At least, that is what she would tell you, much as a young child who was asked what they did that day might reply with a simple 'nothing'. Sure, she had never been on adventures, never encountered a being other than a hobbit such as herself, but even though the young hobbit had never even considered leaving the Shire, she had her own share of experiences, her own share of what some might even call adventures and –unbeknownst to her- she was about to embark on one of the most important adventures of her life.

If you told her right now, that she was going to learn as much as she is about herself in the coming days she would have a fit, panic and worry. "of course not" she'd say "you're being silly" that's why it is best that we leave her, let her realise that her life is important and that even the smallest moments of life can be considered adventures to those who live them.

She sat by the window, there were no clouds over head and she smiled as the light of the sun caressed her freckled face. One thing that she loved was sunlight; it made her almost happy about going to the market that afternoon. Almost.

The blue eyes of Tania Knotwise floated down from the sky and to the path just outside of her family's hobbit-hole. A few other hobbits wandered along, going to various places in the Shire, one or two gave a wave and Tania gladly gave one back. With a sigh, she pulled herself up from her chair and began walking over to the kitchen to whip up some breakfast before her brothers woke up and ate all of the bread as they did almost every morning.

"'Ello Tiny!" A voice called from inside the kitchen and Tania groaned.

"Togo! Did you eat all the bread again?"

The red haired hobbit scoffed, "Nah Tiny. That was Posco."

Tania's glare moved from the face of the older hobbit to the face of the younger, his green eyes widened.

"Togo helped!" he cried and received a mushroom to the face from his older brother, "I told you not to tell her!"

"Well I didn't want to get in trouble!" Posco exclaimed and Tania rolled her eyes.

"I was going to buy more this afternoon anyway, don't fret. I won't tell mother."

Togo looked skeptical, but eventually nodded and Tania walked towards the pantry.

"Did you leave anything for me?" She asked upon noticing almost all the breakfast food was missing, her eyes flicked up to the clock hanging on the wall above the kitchen sink. It was not even close to time for second breakfast yet and as hungry as she was, Tania really didn't want to eat her strawberries and cream until it was time. With a glum look on her face, she found the final crust of bread and a couple of the mushrooms that the boys must have dropped.

"You two need to stop eating so much; mother and I are going to starve."

Togo shrugged, without a care in the world. Posco bowed his head in shame.

"There's bacon hidden under the sink. Togo was saving it for later." The younger hobbit said, in an attempt to redeem himself.

Tania smirked, "Thanks Posco!"

Posco took another mushroom to the face.

After a few minutes, Tania had cooked the bacon and the mushrooms and the crust of bread had been toasted. She was separating the small breakfast onto two separate plates, one for her mother and one for herself, trying as hard as she could to make is look presentable –which was difficult when she only had three slices of bacon, four mushrooms and a crust of bread to work with- when a very familiar looking hobbit started to walk past the kitchen window.
Tania's blue eyes widened as she watched him pass, he was walking slowly with that other fellow he always hung around with, they were laughing and waving to the other hobbits walking down the path. She could feel her heart beating in her chest and her breath quickening, but all of that stopped when the duo outside ceased walking and stared right through her window.

It took all of five seconds for her to realise they were waving at her and she almost passed out right there when she did. Tania Knotwise had been staring at the hobbit outside her window with her mouth open, eyes wide and a piece of bacon dangling from her fingertips, halfway to the plate where it was supposed to be.
She quickly dropped the bacon and gave a very flustered wave, taking a deep breath as they started walking away.

As Tania finally relaxed again a very tired looking hobbit walked into the kitchen, her light brown –almost blonde- hair askew and still in her dressing gown. She stared at the girl whose eyes were still glued to the window.

"Tania, dear. That smells lovely." The older hobbit said with a smile on her face. When Tania didn't answer she spoke again, "Darling, can you hear me?"

She still didn't reply.

"She's staring at Peregrin again!" Posco piped up from the kitchen table and quickly had a third mushroom thrown at his face. This time from Tania.

Belba Knotwise sighed, "You're still pining over that lad are you?"

Tania scoffed, "No, of course I'm not" but quickly made her way out of the room before her mother could ask any further questions. As she walked toward her bedroom she could hear her mother reprimanding Togo for eating almost all of the food and laughed to herself a little. He deserved it.

After luncheon Tania immediately grabbed her cloak from the hook hanging behind her door and walked into the main room of the Knotwise household.

"Mother, I'm going to the market now" she said with a smile and the older hobbit nodded before ducking into her room and returning with a small fabric pouch.

"This should be enough money for everything we need, and a little extra if you see something you want to pick up for yourself." Belba said with a warm smile while passing the pouch to Tania who nodded and placed it in her basket.

"I'll be back soon" She said while opening the round front door and stepping out into the garden. A bright smile appeared on the young hobbit's face as she felt the sun on her skin and she quickly started walking down the path. The market was only a small walk away and Tania was very happy that she was going on such a lovely day. She waved to every other hobbit she walked past and started humming a little song to herself, not a real song of course just a little tune that she was making up on the spot. It was nice to get out of the hole every now and again, especially when she had to deal with Togo all day. His antics were going to get him into an awful lot of trouble one day and Tania didn't like having to spend her days mothering him, he was the eldest.
That should have been his job.

After two minutes of steady walking Tania had reached the market and she fished her list from a pocket in her dress.

Eggs
milk
bread
cheese
mushrooms
carrots
bread
strawberries
lettuce
fish
more bread
etc.
etc.

The list went on and on, but Tania's spirits weren't dampened. She didn't mind picking up everything, especially since her mother had given her that extra money to spend, what would she buy? She hadn't the foggiest.
The young hobbit quickly set to buzzing around the market buying the various things on mother's list, all the while she searched for something to buy for herself, but so far nothing had caught her eye. There was a jewellery stall that looked promising, but none of the items on display looked particularly appealing. She was halfway down the list by this point in time and ran a hand through her thick brown hair with a pout on her face, she desperately wanted to find something but so far it wasn't working out.

"Are you looking for something?" A voice asked from behind her and Tania started turning around.

"Not really, I'm just browsein-" She stopped mid-sentence when she saw who was addressing her.

"Ah, you just looked a little bit lost." Peregrin said with a smile on his face.

That smile practically made Tania melt on the spot and she spent quite a few seconds just trying to string together an intelligent sentence.

"Well…I'm not, I'm fine and…I am going to get back to my shopping now…" Was what came out, it could have been worse, but it definitely could have been better.

"You sure?"

"Yes..yeah…yes" Tania stammered.

Peregrin nodded, "Alright, Miss. I'll be around, if you need me to help with this shopping…thing."

Tania almost passed out right there but gave a nod in return and watched as he walked back over to his friend who was standing at the edge of the market. Why did he come over? She asked herself…what did she do that made him come talk to her? Tania took a deep breath and tried to get her bearings, obviously, he was just trying to be helpful. Right?
Shaking away these confusing thoughts Tania continued shopping, she picked up the last few things on her mother's list while pondering her encounter with Peregrin. His image was clear in her mind, his playful eyes, curly hair and that smile, the smile that made her almost collapse on the spot. He was all kinds of lovely, well, to her at least.
She also loved the way he always wore a scarf, it suited him.

Huh…scarf.

Coincidentally, she was standing before a stall that sold knitwear, including various coloured scarves. With a grin on her face she quickly picked out a bright green one which she duly payed for and wrapped around her neck as she headed home.

On her way home from the market Tania couldn't stop thinking about Peregrin, she told herself that it was all just chance. He just happened to walk over and talk to her, nothing else.

But there was still part of her that hoped it was more than that. She told herself that she was being silly and tried to concentrate on the feeling of the sun's rays on her face, but she wasn't fooling herself.
The young hobbit adjusted her new scarf and made sure her basket was staying securely in the crook of her elbow, it was rather heavy, but it didn't matter she was used to it. After cursing her obvious attraction toward Peregrin…Hey, wait. It's not that obvious, right? She thought to herself. Did he know? Did his friend? Did everyone? What an awful thought, Tania could feel her palms starting to sweat just at thinking about it.
But the silly little hobbit was far too busy pondering the problems that she had created in her mind to notice the very real problem a few metres before her. A problem in the form of a muddy ditch.

Before Tania even had time to register it, she had fallen face first into the mud and her food was rolling everywhere, some of the eggs had probably cracked and her face was completely covered in mud. While feeling completely humiliated, Tania pulled herself up from the muddy ditch and assess the damage. Most of the food hadn't actually rolled too far so she quickly shoved it back into the basket and noted that her cloak had fallen from her shoulders and into the mud, but before she had time to lean down and pick it up she heard a voice coming from behind her.

"Are you alright?" It asked and Tania scoffed, of course she wasn't alright. She turned around to give that hobbit a piece of her mind, but stopped dead in her tracks. Of all the hobbits to see her fall into the mud, why him?

Pippin and Merry exchanged an equally confused glance as the muddy girl stared at them.

"Sorry?" She squeaked and Merry took a step towards her, "Do you need any help?"

The brown haired hobbit before them made some noises that could barely be classified as words and ran off in the other direction before either of them had any chance to stop her. They both stayed still and watched the peculiar girl run away as fast as she could, Pippin's eyebrows flew up and Merry turned to look at him.

"What was that, Pip?" He asked.

Pippin shrugged, "No idea.."

One thing i'm a little concerned about it characterization...did i do okay?
just leave a review telling me what you thought and the next chapter will be up soon!

-Bree