A/N: I'm going to say this now to save me saying it later; this story will be finished, even if it's ages between updates. Applies to anything I write, okay? Good.

I'm wondering whether to tell you about my freak time-machine accident in which I went back in time and co-wrote 'The Lord Of The Rings'. Or I could be honest for once, and tell you that these characters and places are not of my own invention. Not even co-invention.

I really appreciate the reviews I get (even if I forget to thank some people '), so if you like where this is going, have any comments, questions, suggestoins for improvement, let me know!

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The first time Frodo Baggins visited Bag End, Daisy Gamgee had not yet been born.The second time Frodo Baggins visited Bag End, Daisy Gamgee was away visiting her mother's family.
The third time Frodo Baggins visited Bag End, Daisy Gamgee had been tucked up in bed with hot soup and plenty of handkerchiefs.
She'd heard about him, but never seen him. 'That poor young Frodo, orphaned at his age.' 'He's a bright one, is that young Frodo.' 'Mister Bilbo is lucky to have a cousin such as young Frodo.'
And then her father had come home and announced that there were to be two living up at Bag End from now on. There had been a fair few cries of "But isn't Mr Bilbo too old to be getting married!" but once the issue had been resolved, the nervous butterflies had kicked in. Well, perhaps more excited then nervous. Finally her curiosity would be quenched. Finally she would meet the elusive Frodo Baggins. Although it was more she who eluded him, thinking about it. That is to say she'd never had the chance to meet him. Well, she'd had the chance, she just–

Oh, hush up Daisy.

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Frodo Baggins had arrived three days ago and Daisy still hadn't seen him, let alone met him. She'd not seen him properly is what she meant. She'd seen the top of his head over the cart he was riding in, but she hadn't had a good look at him.

Maybe it's be better if you didn't meet him Daisy-lass, if you're only going to ramble at him like you do to yourself.

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He still hadn't set foot outside the front door of Bag End. She didn't know whether he'd set foot outside the back door. But he had to come past the front of Number Three if he were to go into town, or anywhere else for that matter. Unless he was one of these reclusive types. But surely Mister Bilbo would want to show him around Hobbiton anyway. Or what if Mister Bilbo was stopping him from going outside on purpose? Mayhap Frodo Baggins was mad, or cruel, or just plain Buckland queer, mayhap the good things her father said were lies to cover up a scandal.

Daisy, you don't half come up with some nonsense sometimes.