Disclaimer: I don't own Lord of the Rings; any of the characters, locations, etc. This is just a piece of fan fiction, which I hope you like! This is my first Lord of the Rings fic, so please let me know what you think…
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Frodo awoke to the smell of bacon and eggs. Yawning, he sat up and looked around. He had been living at Bag End for almost two weeks, but he was still amazed – he was actually here! Of course, things were different here than at Brandy Hall, but he loved it. He didn't know very many hobbits yet, but that would come in time. Looking out the window, he noticed how bright it was. It was a bit later than he thought; what he was smelling couldn't be breakfast, but perhaps second breakfast.
Sighing, he shoved off the covers, and climbed out of bed. He went to the closet and chose something to wear. Once he was dressed, he headed for the kitchen. As he walked down the long hallway, he marvelled at how big Bag End was – bigger than most of the other hobbit-holes he had been in. He didn't need to guess which room was the kitchen, with all the sweet smells coming from it.
"Good morning, Bilbo," he said as he walked into the kitchen.
Bilbo looked away from the pan on the stove, and smiled at Frodo, "Good morning." He gestured to the stove, "I had hoped to have everything ready by the time you woke up, but since you're here," he nodded to the table, "have a seat."
"Smells great," Frodo complimented. He went over to a cabinet, and got out two plates, forks and knives. After placing them on the table, he sat down and helped himself to the food that was already set out.
"Sleep well?" Bilbo asked. He took the pan off the stove and set it on the table.
Frodo nodded, picking at his scrambled eggs; he wasn't really very hnugry. Sighing, he felt a strange uneasiness start to grow in his stomach. "What are you doing today?"
"I'm going into town," Bilbo told him. "Would you like to come?"
Frodo thought about the offer - he'd only been to town once, but he wasn't in the mood to go right now. He shrugged, "Not today, I suppose… but maybe next time." He hadn't been out much yet, "I think I'll go exploring."
Bilbo nodded, "Very well. Where are you going?"
"Hmm, I don't know, probably just--" Frodo started, but was interrupted by someone knocking on the door.
Bilbo smiled and stood up, "I'll get it."
"Me too," Frodo smiled, the uneasiness in his stomach was gone. He shrugged it off as nerves, but what was there to be nervous about? Standing up, he followed Bilbo to the door.
After opening the door, Bilbo greeted the visitor, "Well, hello, Hamfast." Noticing the other, younger vistor, he smiled, "Hello Sam."
"Hello Mr. Bilbo," they both greeted.
"Hello Mr. Frodo," Sam called out, as Frodo walked up behind Bilbo.
Frodo chuckled to himself, "Hi Sam." He had met the Gamgee family last week, and Sam seemed to really like him. But that was okay, he didn't mind. Although Sam was about 12 years younger than Frodo, he seemed like a nice lad.
"If you'd come out here, I'd like to talk to you?" Hamfast said to Bilbo.
Bilbo nodded, "Okay." He turned to Frodo, "I won't be long."
Frodo shrugged, "Alright." He turned to Sam, "Come on in." He led Sam into the parlour, "So, what's new with you?"
Sam smiled, "Well, my father's going to let me help him with some gardening."
"I thought you already did that," Frodo commented.
"Yes, sort of," Sam said slowly. "Before, he was just teachin' me. But now, I'll get to do some things on my own."
"Oh…" Frodo said. "Well--" Frodo was cut off by a sneeze. "Good luck," he finished.
Sam smiled, "Thank you." He looked at Frodo curiously, "Do you like it here?" Sam shrugged, "Is it much different than Buckland?"
"Sure it is," Frodo smiled. "Most of my family and friends are there. But yes, I do like it here. Hobbiton is still unfamiliar to me, but I'll get used to it. Actually, I was going to go out today and have a look around." Then he got an idea, "Hey," he said thoughtfully. "Would you like to come with me?"
Sam looked doubtful, "I don't know. My father might not like it…"
Frodo smiled, "Well then, let's go ask him."
"No, I…" he started, but Frodo was already on his way. He sighed, and hurried to catch up with Frodo.
They found Bilbo and Hamfast out in the garden. They were turning to go back inside, when Frodo and Sam walked up to them.
"Mr. Gamgee," Frodo said. "I was planning to go exploring today. Do you think Sam could come with me?" he asked hopefully.
Hamfast looked to Sam, who shrugged. He looked back to Frodo, "Well, I'm 'fraid not, not today, I'm gonna need his help. But why don't you ask some other time," he turned to Sam. "I'm sure he'd love to."
Sam nodded excitedly, "Uh huh."
"Now come on," Hamfast said to Sam. "We should get going."
Once they started to leave, Bilbo said to Frodo, "Shall we get back to breakfast, if it hasn't cooled too much?"
Frodo shook his head, "No thanks, Bilbo--" he sneezed again. "I'm not hungry."
"Are you sure? You haven't eaten anything, have you?" Bilbo asked.
Frodo nodded, "I'm sure."
"Hmm…" Bilbo mumbled thoughtfully. He shrugged, "Well, okay…"
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To Be Continued…
