Chapter Summary: Yavanna graces the world.
Some years after the Dwarrows of Erebor make a temporary home in the Blue Mountains a very Respectable Hobbit lad paces the hallway before the master bedroom. His wife is in there, he can hear her screams and wants to comfort her but the midwife explained it was best for him to wait. After so many failed attempts they will have a child to dote upon. he doesn't care if it's a boy or a girl he just wants to see his Bella smile like the other mothers he sees. Like his sister-in-law smiles when she holds her son. Soon the screams of his wife tamper out and are replaced with the cries of a child. The midwife opens the door and lets him in.
"We have a son," Belladonna breathes out softly. She's so tired and wants to rest.
"He's handsome… A nice Bilbo don't you think?" Bungo asks as he takes the child from his sleepy wife. She hums her approval and falls asleep. Bilbo has her eyes, a hazel that settles on blue more oft than not, and his hair though he has a feeling it will lighten up. Took blood runs through his veins after all. Though Belladonna's hair darkened instead of lightening. The midwife pulls him aside.
"She can't have anymore children Bungo. Bella almost died delivering him."
There is a slight pain in his heart but Bella, his true Heart, means so much more to him than more children. He glances fondly at his wife, so many had scoffed when he said he would marry her. She's a Took after all. With a small kiss to Bilbo's head
"May you have your mother's spirit but my sensibility so you won't get caught up in Gandalf's schemes."
Time flies quicker for Hobbits than it does for Dwarrows and soon Little Bilibo is walking and talking. There were things that made Bilbo stand out amongst his peers but it is quickly swept aside because of his heritage. Took covers everything odd. Being an only child in a Hobbit family is hard so Bilbo makes tight connections with anyone he can, his cousin Otho and a Bracegirdle, Lobelia and even a young Gamgee, Hamfast. These ties prove vital latter during Fell Winter.
It's a cold time and food is scarce. His father dies during the winter, wolves nasty evil things that end lives. Bilbo gains scars because of them but doesn't die as so many other do. At the end his cousin and Lobelia are orphans, Belladonna opens her home to them, and they become even closer. She expects their dreams to be plagued by nightmares. They aren't and she's relieved. She won't live long, not without Bungo but she holds on. Otho is two years older than Bilbo and reaches majority first. He swears to watch over Bilbo, who did not get his father's sensibility and had a habit of not thinking before he tried to help. Knowing her son won't be alone she goes to sleep for the last time.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"You meddled."
"Not as bad as you did, wife dearest. Besides Tulkas did more!"
"Uh huh."
"He taught the Hobbits to fight. I have to agree with you Love. Eru can kiss my…. He's right behind me isn't he?"
AN: I like meddling Valar. I can see them being really bored and going: 'Oh hey that one is cute I'm going to help that one... and call him George cause I can'