Disclaimer : I still don't own LOTR likely never will but that's okay I'm just going to have a little fun with them. Well actually a lot fun but that worth it's weight in gold. I am not getting paid for this by the way so no sue me please. I know this is starting slow but the next chapter will be much better.

The House Under The Hill

We pressed onward to Gandalf's chosen location, which happened to be a Hobbit Hole with a green door. Gandalf immediately exited the wagon, walked through the small gate with the pair of us close on his heels. Using his staff he smartly rapped on the door three times in succession. The immediate answer was,

"No thank you, We don't want any, no solicitors, well wishers, or any of that sort."

"And what about very old friends," Gandalf asked in response. The green door was thrown open and Gandalf's long time friend Bilbo ran out calling his name. They embraced with Gandalf on bended knee.

"Bilbo, my word you haven't aged a day," exclaimed Gandalf in astonishment. It was just then that Bilbo noticed us standing behind Gandalf.

"Gandalf you haven't introduced me to your young companions yet and who might these young men be?" he questioned Gandalf. With twin sighs born of frustration Laurelin and I whipped off our head raiments to reveal our true gender.

"We're Girls," we answered in sync.

"I'm Laurelin the Mage at your service," said Laurelin in repose.

"And I'm Amanda the Mage at you and yours," I said bowing gracefully at the waist.

"My word Gandalf, Lady Mages travelling with you my but the times have changed. Bilbo Baggins at the service of the Lady Friends of Gandalf the Grey," he said bowing low at the waist.

"These lady mages are under my mentorship, this is their first visit to the Shire and consequently they are my daughters though not by blood," responded Gandalf with relish.

"Gandalf disguised us as boys so that we would have a safer journey, lesser chance of being accosted," I responded answering the question that I knew was in Bilbo's Mind.

"Which reminds me girls, did you bring your other clothes to change into for the party tonight," asked Gandalf.

"Yes Sir," we answered together.

"Bilbo allowing these young ladies some time to change in your lovely home would please me greatly," Gandalf requested politely.

"Well of course they can, follow me my dears," responded Bilbo as he motioned us down a hallway. He stopped in fron of a small door which he opened and then waved us inside saying,

"This is Frodo's room but I don't think he'll mind you changing in here at all since he's not here at the moment," He then left us in peace to change.

"They're cute aren't they?" asked Laurelin.

"They are, they're just like little kids but Frodo's a real good looking one isn't he?" I returned asking her a question.

"Yeah I'll bet he's anything but a kid," responded Laurelin.

"Yeah I know," I answered softly. From within the folds of our cloaks we withdrew our proper gowns and cloaks. Our gowns were mostly grey except for the trim which was a burnished gold for me and gleaming silver for Laurelin. The gowns rose up above our breasts and laced down our backs leaving our shoulders, neck, and arms bare. Our cloaks looked rather like Gandalf's but ours buttoned over our breasts, they had sleeves and the cloak were allowed to billow out loosely from the ribs down. The cloaks matched the gowns in their design. Around our necks on chains hung pearls of gold and silver. Gold on mine and silver on Laurelin. These were actually our mage staffs in disguise. It was sometimes troublesome carrying them around so we mainly kept them around our neck when we weren't using them

"Amanda do you think we should out on our cloaks now?" Laurelin questioned me regarding hers at arms length.

"We likely should put them and keep them on until the party at least," I answered.

"Good idea since Gaddy would kill us if we were seen running around Hobbiton without our cloaks," Laurelin agreed with me chuckling at the image her comment brought on.

"Aye that he would," I responded with gusto. We unfolded our cloaks and donned them. Hidden within the folds of our cloaks was our grey slippers. We stepped out of our travelling shoes and put on our grey slippers. We then gathered our stuff and followed Gandalf and Bilbo's voices out to the kitchen where they were catching up. The moment we came in Bilbo plastered himself against the wall and hissed,

"I'm not at home!" We gave him quizzical looks but said nothing. Bilbo then chanced a look outside and then said in a hushed whisper. "It's the Sackville Bagginses."

"Who are they?" I asked finally. Bilbo looked over at us and found that he had to look twice.

"My word Gandalf you didn't tell me they were very pretty mages that they soothe a weary soul and hearten an old Hobbit's eyes to a beautiful sight," he complimented. Laurelin and I blushed prettily under Bilbo's gaze. "My, my and they have the graces to blush too, you are one lucky wizard to have such pretty daughters."

"We thank you for your praise Mr. Baggins," said Laurelin answering for both of us while she curtsied low.

"Oh please my dears don't use such strict formalities call me Bilbo. Mr. Baggins befits an old man," he responded sassily.

"We thank you for the use of your house Bilbo but I believe our Father wishes to speak with you privately so I think we'll go explore the Shire further if you'll excuse us," I said being painfully polite as Gandalf had taught me often to be.

"Of course dears enjoy yourselves," replied Bilbo.

"And be on your best behaviour, don't wander too far either," added Gandalf.

"Oh come Gandalf what trouble can they get into in the Shire?" asked Bilbo.

"A lot my old friend a few times they have put me in mind of Peregrin Took and Meriadoc Brandybuck with their mischief," said Gandalf staring hard at us.

"Aw Gandalf Laurelin and I have learned our lessons we'll behave honest," I told Gandalf reassuringly.

"I'll believe that when I see it," scoffed Gandalf as he made a hand motion to shoo us away.