Prologue: part II
When Sam came back into consciousness she noticed two things. One, she had a pounding in her head. Two, she was laying in a feather bed. It confused her though because no one really used feather beds anymore.
A scream woke her up completely. She knew that scream. It was Elizabeth's. She shot out of the bed and ran to where the scream came from and found a man who greatly resembled Martin Freeman attempting to comfort the scared girl. "here let me try." Sam said. The Martin Freeman look-alike stepped aside, looking really flustered. She then grabbed Elizabeth. "Lizzie don't worry! I'm here and nothing's gonna hurt you, alright?"
Elizabeth sighed in relief. "I'm okay now." She then hugged Sam.
"No!" Sam yelped and pushed her sister off. "You know I hate hugs." Then she turned to the man who she just realized had hairy big feet. Before she could say anything, Elizabeth spoke.
"Are you a hobbit?" She asked in awe.
"Liz if he was a hobbit we'd be bangingour heads on the ceiling." Sam sighed in annoyance.
"Not unless we shrunk." Elizabeth commented.
"yes miss. I am Bilbo Baggins of Bag End." Bilbo said.
"Oh my god are you really?"
"You don't think I'm telling the truth?" Bilbo looked offended and hurt.
"Sorry, it's just…where my sister and I come from, you're a main character of a popular book."
"Where are you ladies from anyhow?"
Thirty minutes later, the girls finished telling him how they ended up there and he looked concerned. "If you ladies don't have anywhere to go, you're both welcome to stay here." The kind hobbit offered.
Elizabeth looked unsure but Sam answered first. "We'd be thankful Mr. Baggins."
"Please call me Bilbo." He smiled. "now come, its almost time for second breakfast."