Beta: none
Pairings in this chapter: Bungo Baggins/Belladonna Took, TO/BB,
Warnings in this chapter: Alternate Universe – No Dragon, pen-letter, penfriend, different cultures, mentioning of wargs attack, Snow!hate, slash
Nr words in this chapter: 976
"Talking Common"
'Thinking'
{Talking Quenya}
[Talking Sindarin]
«Talking Khuzdul»
Dream/Memory/Letter/Journal/Book/Newspaper
Time change/Date of time
Change of POV
Epilogue
Late autumn, TA 2935
Thorin's POV
Thorin opened the letter over the pony's head and started to read it, letting the animal guide him and his guards to protect him.
Prince Thorin
Your brother Frerin has explained to me about your title, about your inheritance and about your intentions towards my son.
Bilbo was always too Dwarfish for a Hobbitlad. His Dwarrow friends used to joke that he was the reincarnation of a Dwarf-soul.
I always blamed his out of normal customs to the Old Took, his grandfather; to the Grey Wanderer and to you. You were the worst. Before you, he wanted to meet Elves, but then he only spoke about Dwarrow and weapons. After the Old Took died I though Bilbo had finally outgrown his childish games, but that was when the Dwarrow's visits started. Then they took three Dwarrow to our house. Out of nowhere, they just appeared on our doorstep. (Don't interpret me wrong, I love my Dwarrow-sons.) Not long later was the Fell Winter and your brother's visit. If until then I'd hoped Bilbo would outgrow this… phase, I was fully mistaken. I was forced to wake that spring. Either I liked it or not, my son wouldn't stop until he left the Shire and met you.
Dori explained me that Dwarrow can't request their Ones in marriage if they don't have the family approval.
I know you already bear my son's heart and he is still too underage to realize it.
I know he'll never wed anyone else.
I also know you will never do the same.
I don't like you, Thorin Oakenshield. Yet, for my son's sake, I'm writing you this letter.
Bilbo is our gift. Belladonna was bitten as a lass and consequently was diagnosed with inability to bear children. The Old Took begged the Grey Wanderer to help us conceive. I know there'd be a risk, but we took it. He is our miracle.
Bilbo has probably told you how our fellow Hobbits don't accept him. It is because of the reasons of his birth. They blame his birth for his outsider behaviour. Truth is… he become an outside because they forced him to be one.
I've never seen my son so happy as when he reads your letters. Not even his brothers and cousins can make him smile like that. Even they learnt that your letter came first.
Me and my wife have been speaking. If you desire to court my son you will have to follow three requests… rules, of sorts:
1st – court him the Hobbit way.
2nd – if he follows you to Erebor, give him a greenhouse where he can have his own garden.
And 3rd – you and Bilbo are both males so no children is meant to happen out of this ordeal. In TA 2908 Drogo Baggins was born. He is Bilbo's Hobbit-cousin. He'll be almost off age by the time you'll read this letter. He was diagnosed a disease as a child. I ask you to keep tabs on him… and take him and his future possible children in, as yours.
If any of these guidelines and the ability to keep Bilbo happy and well fed are followed, me and my wife grant you Thorin Oakenshield the right to court our son Bilbo Baggins of Bag End.
If your hurt him I expect Nori to shave your head!
Bungo Baggins and Belladonna Took
Thorin threw his head back and laughed.
"Sire?"
"I was just threatened of shaving." He replied good heartedly. "By Bilbo's parents if I ever hurt him."
Balin chuckled.
"So they gave you their permission?"
"As long as I follow a few guidelines…" Thorin agreed and saved the letter.
He'd have to give this to his father. He'd be happy to hear.
–IF–
Winter, TA 2955
Bilbo's POV
Bilbo looked at the crib with a sigh. It was manufactured by the best woodsmith in town, in oakwood with draws of flowers all around.
Arms surrounded him from behind.
"He'll be fine, mein Burglar."
Bilbo grinned back at Thorin.
"Ever going to explain why that word has so much meaning?"
"Your burgled more than just elve's hair. You burgled the Prince Under the Mountain's own heart, using nothing more than your words. You are a peace keeper, who bargain treaties."
"Did you just use a soke with bargain/burglar?"
"To a Dwarf that sounds the same in common." Thorin explained.
Bilbo chuckled lightly and looked back towards the Hobbitlad on the crib.
"Thank you for taking my cousin in and granting him the ability to live longer."
"Wish I could've grant him the ability to live longer." Thorin argued.
"He was sentenced to die before his 33rd. he got to live until his girlfriend become his wife and get pregnant with his child. That's longer than we expected."
"Will Primula ever move on from her newly husband's premature death?"
Bilbo smiled back towards his own husband.
"For Fíli's sake I hope she does. It has to hurt to see The One you love wed another."
"If you'd fallen for a Hobbitlass I would'be back away, you know.?"
Bilbo nodded.
"I know."
The two kissed in their position from back to chest.
"That's enough, ink lovers." Bilbo blushed as Primula entered the bedroom, Fíli following her like a lost puppy. "Seeing Frodo, all right. Kissing scene before infant? not a chance!"
Bilbo and Thorin shared amused looks and left the quarters, they had work to do after all. Bilbo had a greenhouse to maintain and Thorin a kingdom to help his father to rule.
"Aaatchum!" Bilbo huffed at seeing the snow. "Not again…"
The End!
Hi
I know the Hobbit story is passed in TA 2941, but Primula only becomes of age at TA 2953 even if Drogo becomes of age at TA 2941 (ironically enough)
And that's it, Folks, hope you liked it. And see, Aneue, snow… *shivers*
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