Character info:Lalia Sandheaver
Your surname, Sandheaver, is from:
Hobbits of Bree and possibly the Shire. The name referred to tunnel construction.

You share your first name with this hobbit:
Lalia (née Clayhanger) Took: (2883–3002) was the wife of Thain Fortinbras Took II. She married in 2914, and her son Ferumbras was born two years later. Ferumbras never married, reportedly because nobody wanted Lalia as a mother-in-law. Lalia was so fat she couldn't walk and used a wheelchair: she was widely known as Lalia the Great (or sometimes the Fat). In 3002 her attendant, Pearl Took, accidentally tipped Lalia out of her wheelchair into her garden, and she died. (note :this is not my character but just another hobbit that they took when I entered my name in the hobbit name generator, but doesn't she sound interesting!?)

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Lord of the Rings or Hobbit characters. I only own my own, I own no rights to Lord of the Rings or the Hobbit or any of the songs that I will be using in this story.

1.

I sat quietly on my porch that morning like I did every morning, drinking my tea and taking a puff from my pipe as I watched the sun come up. It was like everyday at the Shire peaceful and quiet, nothing ever happened here. Most would think that after such a journey of destroying the Ring that I would welcome the peace. Yet all it did was fuel the pain burning inside me, like I was back in Morder. It had been a year and a half and the pain still wouldn't go away. Gandalf had warned him that it wouldn't, not if he stayed at the Shire.

I looked at rising sun and tried to block out the thought of having to leave the home we had all worked so hard to protect, the home we had all sacrificed so much for. Then there was the thought of leaving Sam, I knew that would break the kind hobbits heart. I suddenly noticed two hobbits speaking in what looked liked hushed whispers walking towards the center of town, hmm strange. Somebody must've tripped and now everyone is talking about it. Now I can see why Bilbo was in such a hurry to get out of here when he thought he finally had the chance.

It's a shame that he never got to take that journey after the effects of the Ring wore off. Maybe that's what I could do, I could do the journey for Biblo! That would be something to see Rivendell again, go to Dale and see Erebor. Hopefully the don't try to pillage his house whiles he's gone too. I looked down my hill and suddenly I see a group of eight hobbits walking down the street towards the center of town and one of them come over to my neighbor and say something that makes them come along. I get up from my porch and looked around and towards the center of town but failed to see anything. What is going on so early in the morning in the Shire. Nothing ever happens here!

"Frodo, good morning," I hear someone yell from the bottom of my hill. I look down to see Merry Brandybuck and of course Pippin next to him. THey both had big smiles on their faces and they were giggling as they ran up my hill and talking at the same time as soon as they reachered me. I stared back and forth at both of them, trying to figure out what each of them were saying but it was no use.

"Merry, Pippin, please one at a time and good morning," I said to both of them.

"You have to come with us right now," Pippen said.

"Does it have to with where everyone is headed this morning," I asked.

"Actually yes, a friend of the family is moving in," Pippin said jumping up and down.

"A friend of whose family," I asked confused.

"The Took's," They both said at the same time proudly and right after grabbed me by my shoulders and started forcing me down my hill to walk up the street where everyone else was headed.

"So how is is this friend a friend of the family," I asked.

"Her grandfather, he used to go on adventures with ours," Pippin said.

"Aye they even partnered with menfolk," Merry said.

"Wait you said she," I looked at both of the boys "I she betrothed to someone here or is her betrothed coming later"? The boys boys both looked at eachother confused and then both looked back at me and shook their heads.

"Her father didn't mention that the letter he sent to my father and the mayor," Pippin said. I almost choked on the tea I was forced to bring with me.

"The mayor, now why did he do a thing like that," I asked almost laughing.

"To make a spectacle of course," Merry said and laughed. So her father purposely wanted to make a spectacle? How unhobbit like, I thought to myself. As we walked further on I noticed now that the crowd was going towards the entrance of town and everyone including the mayor was standing there and anxiously waiting for something. It was nothing I had ever seen before, hobbits standing and waiting around for something that isn't food or drink, it truly was a sight to behold! The entire crowd went silent though when we all heard a loud "MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO". Was that a cow, in these parts? Now everyone knew that Hobbits were too small to milk a full sized cow so what would one be doing here.

"Aww it seems she did bring Bertha with here," Merry said. Pippin agreed with a large grin on his face.

"Aye I think her father said that she was since she's the best at milking her," he said.

"Who is Bertha," I asked now trying to looked over the crowd of people because I suddenly heard a bell ring after that loud moo.

"Their cow of course," Merry said like it was a normal thing. I heard the sound of the bell get louder and I swore I heard a female voice singing.

"My young love said to me,
My mother won't mind
And my father won't slight you
For your lack of kine.
And she stepped away from me
And this she did say,
"It will not be long love
Till our wedding day".

It was a sweet voice and rung true and smooth in the morning air. People started to go hush around us as the voice came closer and we all heard the bark of a dog matching with the singing, I closed my eyes and listened .I heard a angelic laugh ring out before the voice started singing again.

"She stepped away from me
And she moved through the fair
And slowly I watched her move here
And move there.
She went her way slowly
With one star awake,
As the swan in the evening
Moved over the lake".

I'm sure I wasn't the only one who could hear the wheels from what sounded like a wagon on the ground and the bell that rang and the sound of clip clopping could be heard. Merry and Pippin we just beside themselves and almost jumping like children as the sounds got louder and we all heard another burst of laughter as the song the girl sang continued.

I dreamed last night that
My young love came in.
So softly she entered,
That her feet made no din.
She came close beside me
And this she did say,
"It will not be long love
Till our wedding day"...

"Oh my Shanks and Bertha, it looks like the entire Shire has come to greet us na haven't they," a sweet voice with a slight Irish accent said. I opened my eyes finally and looked up to see that I was right about a wagon. It was like any hobbit wagon, small but enough room for a hobbit on the inside if they needed to get comfortable on their journey and would usually have a little sitting room inside. Hooked up to this wagon was a large brown cow with swollen pink utters and a pink snout. The cow gave out another long "mooooo".

"Aye Bertha, easy girl easy," the girls said again raising a hand out to pat the rump of the cow. My eyes traveled up to the dog next to the girl. It wasn't a dog of any mix I've ever seen but probably came to about my hip and was very happy next to his master. Then my eyes went up to the girl steering the wagon, she was…..certainly interesting. Now Hobbits if you didn't know came in many different shades of the Earth and nuts we live around. This girl was the shade of a ready to pick acorn. She smiled at everyone with a smile so white and bright that it could probably block out the sun and had dark brown eyes that you could compare to a dark ale with a cute button nose underneath them. On top of her head she had tight dark curls that went past her shoulders and were poking out of the large straw sun hat she had on her head that she secured with a large green bow tied under her chin. "So you must be the mayor," she said getting up from her wagon and jumping down.

I could see she was wearing a bright green dress with a brown bodice and a red cape over her shoulders.

"Aye yes I am and you couldn't be who I think you are are ye," our mayor asked.

"Aye my name is Lalia Sandheaver of the Sandheaver's in Bree or Bree-land as you Shire folk may call it". As soon as she mentioned Bree-land I could hear the murmurs of everyone saying "outsider" and "strange folk" all around me. Poor girl, she wasn't even here for a few minutes and they were already attacking her. Lalia's attention went from the mayor to the Shire folk and she gave a questioning 'hmm' and put her hand behind her ear as if to help her hear better. "Aye me, am I hearing the Shire folk already start the gossip before second breakfast has even started," she said as she reached in her dress pocket and took out a pocket watch and checked it.

"Now now Ms. Sandheaver it's just we haven't had a Sandheaver here in almost," the mayor tried to count on his fingers and think back on the matter.

"I know almost three hundred years ,trust me, me pa mentioned last night and tha morning before I came here." Lalia mentioned putting her watch back up in her pocket.

"Well yes exactly which brings me to the question at hand….what are you going here ," the mayor asked quietly. Lalia crossed her arms over her chest and tapped her foot on the ground, which I noticed had just as tight curs as the curls on her head.

"Pa said you may try to "forget"," she turned around to her wagon and whistled. The dog that was next to her walked inside of the wagon through a small window opening in the front and came back out with a piece of paper rolled up. She thanked the dog with a pat on it's head and turned back towards the mayor as she unraveled the paper. "Now if you look here mayor, you'll see tha some of us Sandheaver's started our lives here before we left the Shire, now my great great great great great aunt Maddy Sandheaver had a hole here that she kept in her name and has passed all the way down to me pa that now he has given to me".

We all watched as the mayor took out his spectacles and looked over the paper with a large group of hobbits looking over his shoulders. He finally snapped his head up and looked back at all of us and lifted the paper in the air.

"Well everything does seem in order, there was a Maddy Sandheaver that lived here long ago and she was the last physical owner of Sandheaver Hill," he said.

"But Sandheaver Hill has been abandoned for ages," a Sackville-Baggins rang out. Lalia turned to them as she climbed up back on her wagon.

"Oh don't worry, she took everything with her when she left ,so I'm not worried about missing items," she joked, making a few other hobbit's laugh out from the little joke.

""Well ma'am if you're going to be needing any help I can round up a few young gents for ye," the mayor said. I looked around and saw the excited faces of the young hobbits who were ready to jump at the chance if asked. What could you expect when most of the hobbits here are related to each other in some way?

"Oh no no thank you sir, but I was supposed to meet some able body gents tis morning," Lalia said looking in the crowd. Right then, I felt a jerk on my arm and was being dragged into the front of the crowd.

"Lalia Lalia, right here we're right here," Merry called out as Pippin swung his arms in the air. Lalia looked over in our direction and gasped as she held onto her cheeks. Suddenly we were all running at each other and I was enveloped between a great hug between the three of them. When they finally separated, I was able to breath.

"By the hair on me toes, you boys have grown so much," Lalia said.

"And look at you, as lovely as ever and you've actually picked up some height, about time," Merry joked with her.

"Aye Merry, when we were younger I thought Lalia would stay as small as a sprite forever," Pippin said. She hugged the boys by the shoulder and kissed them both on their cheeks. Then her eyes went past them and went to me. Our eyes connected and I stood straighter as I reached my hand out towards her.

"Um nice to meet you, Frodo Baggins is the name," I said quietly. Her smile brighten even more and she looked at Merry and Pippin before coming over to me and taking my hand and shaking it heartily. My, this girl was strong, I noticed now that she was about a few centimeters shorter than me and she could tuck her head perfectly under my chin if she wanted to.

"It's so nice to finally meet you , these two have told me so much about you, it's so nice to finally meet to famous Frodo Baggins in the flesh," she said. Famous, no one around here even knew what we had done or about the Ring.

"You….know me," I asked, genuinely shocked after leaving Minas Tirith I never heard any mention of the war or the destruction of the Ring of Power. It did make it easier to try and forget the things that had happened in the past.

"Oh yes, we hobbits over in Bree have heard many, many things about the two Baggins's and their travels out of tha Shire and Merry and Pippin have been kind enough to mention you in letters we exchange," she said smiling back at the boys. I looked over at them as they waved innocently.

"Have they," I asked. I don't know why but for some reason I felt a trick about to happen.

"Oh yes and I must say that I am so thankful to you for helping me in the restoration of me new hole," she added. I nodded my head but then realized what she had just said. Wait, why am I helping in the restoration of her hole, I thought to myself. I looked over Lalia's head and saw Merry and Pippin clasping their hands together and begging silently for my help. What else could I expect from a Took and Brandybuck, dragging me into helping the sweet new hobbit lass that just rolled herself into the Shire. I was going to protest but I looked down at Lalia and I saw the smile on her face disappear and an uncertain look appeared. "Oh my, at least that's what they had said to me…...if I am taking time away from you -"

"Oh no , Merry and Pippen just didn't tell me that you were coming today but I am still available to help," I said reassuring her and giving the boys a look telling them that we would talk about this later. As much as I didn't like Merry and Pippin's pranks, I was a Hobbit and a Hobbit is always polite and keeps his words…..even if I didn't give it myself.

So just to let you guys know, I am not just creating a black Hobbit. I did some research and apparently Hobbits can come as dark as a acorn. I love love love J.R.R Tolkien and understand his works are based off of European mythology and I hate just placing a character in a story and they have no way of being there. Also if anyone wants to know the song that Lalia was singing here it is, Van Morrison & The Chieftains ~ She Moved Through The Fair.