Man of stars

By

Culf



Chapter II

Authors note: Sorry that the chapter is so short. I'll try to make it longer next time. BTW, I know I should have put this in the first chapter, but I forgot to. Please forgive me. One of the reasons for me mixing Star Wars, Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings is that both George Lukas and J K Rowling was inspired by JRR Tolkiens fabulous work, LotR. Because of this, I thought that it would be great fun to mix those stories with LotR. Hope you like it. Disclaimer:Still don't own anything except Linelien.



"Ouch!" Han got up. It felt like a wookie was standing on his head. "Where am I?" He could remember the forest moon Endor, and his mission there. Where were the others? He couldn't see them anywhere. "Leia!" "Luke!" No answer. What had happened?

"Excuse me Mister, what is wrong?" Han turned and reached for his blaster. Then he saw the creature which had been talking to him. It looked like a 15 year old boy, but he wasn't taller than 3'5 foot. The boy was a bit large around the waist, and he was wearing a waistcoat with golden buttons, a shirt and some pants that didn't reach down to his feats, which was rather large, and covered in curly hair. The creature had brown, curly hair and friendly brown eyes.

"Stop, or I'll shoot." Han said, his hand on his blaster.

"Shoot, Sir?" the creature looked confused and a little scared. "But, where is your arrow?" Han removed his hand from the gun. The creature didn't look dangerous. He looked around, and discovered, to his great surprise, that he wasn't on the same place he had been a couple of minutes ago. He was on a path, and on the ground, there were flowers and grass, not ferns and moss. It was more space between the trees, and there was a really primitive building right by the road. When he looked closer, he noticed a small river going trough the building.

"What are you?" he asked the creature.

"Im a hobbit," he answered. "My name is Robin Gamgee, son of Samwise Gamgee." he said, proudly, hoping for a reaction from Solo, but when it didn't come, he continued, a little disappointed. "Who are you, Sir." Han looked at the hobbit. He had never heard of hobbits before, but they didn't look dangerous, so he didn't see anything wrong with telling who he was.

"My name is Han Solo, pilot. Can you tell me where I am?" The hobbit looked confused at him.

"Pilot?" These creatures hadn't heard about spacecrafts before. The hobbit didn't seem to care to much, because he hurried to answer the question. "You are in Hobbiton, in the Shire, Sir. Home of the Hobbits." Han got more and more confused.

"The Shire is a part of Endor, right?" the hobbit looked just as confused as Han felt. "Endor? Excuse me Sir, but I've never heard of Endor, even though I have studied a few of my fathers maps." Han felt a tiny bit of hope.

"Does your father have a map over this place?"

"Yes, Sir." the hobbit answered proudly. "Lots."

"May I speak to your father?" the smuggler asked friendly.

"Of course, Sir." The hobbit said. "Come, I'll show you where we live." Han followed the boy. They followed the path past the primitive building. By the road, there were doors and windows in the ground, and outside the doors, small gardens. There were often hobbits outside, working in the gardens, But as soon as they saw han, they hid behind their doors.

"You must excuse them Sir." Robin said "They are still afraid of the big people. But with a good reason Sir, after what the wizard did."

"What did this wizard do?" Solo asked curiously.

"He destroyed our land. He made us his slaves, and made us live many in little houses instead of our choosy little hobbit holes.He polluted our air, Sir, and threw many innocent people in his dungeons. Luckily, my father, Merry, Pippin and Mister Frodo returned from their quest, Sir." They saved us from the wizard and his servant, and my father had brought home some magic soil, that made everything grow again."

"But," Solo said, "if one of the big people did this to you, how come your not scared of me?"

"I was born after that incident." Robin answered "And my father always told me that not all big people and wizards are bad." They were now in front of a small hill with doors and gardens every were.

"That's where we live." the hobbit said, and pointed at a green door on the top of the hill. "Bag End."

To be continued.

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