A/N: These will be a set of little ficlets which I'm writing as Christmas mathoms for my friends. I hope you'll enjoy, and that everyone's feeling festive! :D


Early Foreyule, S. R. 1290; Bag End

'Look, Bella,' Bungo whispered. 'Look at the snow.'

Belladonna looked up from the bundle in her arms out of the little round window in the warm kitchen, where the flowers in the window-box were covered in a fine dusting of light, powdery snow. Little snowflakes were falling over so gently, drifting rather than falling; the sight was mesmerising and the little baby in her arms gurgled to get her attention again.

'Oh, I'm sorry, little Bilbo,' she cooed, stroking his cheek and making him giggle. He was twisting in his blankets now, as if trying to see what had so captured his Mama's attention.

'Let's take him out,' Bella said suddenly, a smile spreading on her face. 'Let Bilbo see his first snow!'

'But Bella, darling, it's so cold outside. He might catch a chill-'

'Oh please,' Bella stood, silencing her husband with a peck on the cheek. 'Don't be such a Baggins. I'll get some more blankets and he'll be fine.'

'You love my Baggins-ness,' Bungo said smugly. 'That's why you married me.'

Bella rolled her eyes and just kissed him again.

Bungo laughed and went to fetch some more blankets. He gently wrapped his little son up in them, laughing at the gurgling noise Bilbo made as he smiled up at his Papa; Belladonna pulled on her coat and scarf and the three of them stepped out.

It was so calm, with barely a breath of wind. The gentle floating of the snowflakes captured Bilbo's attention and he stared up and around him, his eyes round and curious as he watched them sail past, flinching when one landed on his nose.

Bungo drew Belladonna close, and she rested her head on his shoulder.

'Happy Yule, Bungo dear.'

Bungo tightened his arm around her and smiled as Bilbo stuck out a pudgy arm to try and catch one of the frozen droplets.

'Happy Yule, Bella, my love. And Bilbo, my precious little boy.'

Little Bilbo just laughed, his voice carrying clear on the snow-muffled air.


A/N: I've missed writing about wee!Bilbo :3 I hope everyone enjoyed this :D