Hello lovely people! So, when I woke up this morning I found that people already followed/favorited/reviewd this story! You guys have no idea how much energy I get from reading your reviews and seeing that people like my story. So thank you all!

So where were we - ah, yes.

Knock, knock! Bronwyn jumped in the air and tried not to scream at the sudden sound of someone knocking on her door. It couldn't be him right, the wizard? She walked towards the window next to the door and tried to look through it when suddenly a huge grey eye stared back at her. She couldn't hold in her scream this time and fell to the floor.

After she had recovered from the shock she felt herself getting irritated.

How, rude! What was he thinking anyway. She jerked the door open and looked the wizard straight in the eye.

''Good morning'' she said again, still trying to sound polite but her eyes shot fire at the tall man in front of her.

But he didn't seem intimidated by the foul look this little Hobbit gave him, who would be anyway? No, he leaned on his staff and looked at the Hobbit infront of him. Her big brown eyes were full of passion and even though she covered it up quite nicely he could still see a streak of Took in them.

''Hmm, yes perfect. You will do just fine -'' the wizard mumbled to himself.

Bronwyn got tired of waiting for the wizard to explain himself and tried to close the door on him, her father would turn in his grave if he saw her closing the door on guests. But before it was closed she felt a rough push and the wizard wriggled inside.

''E-excuse me! What do you think you are doing?'' Bronwyn stammered trying not to fall on the floor again.

''To think I should have lived to be goodmorninged by Belladonna Took's daughter, as if i was selling buttons at the door!'' his voice roared and Bronwyn swore she felt the floor tremble at his words.

''You know me?'' she asked, surprised.

''Yes, yes my dear and I do know your name Miss. Bronwyn Baggins. And you do know my name, though you don't remember that I belong to it. I am Gandalf and Gandalf means - Hmm - me'' he looked a bit lost, as if he didn't quite remember what he was talking about and then he looked pleased with himself.

''Gandalf? Not Gandalf, the wandering wizard who made such excellent fireworks.'' Bronwyn thought back at the days when old Took use to have them on Mid - Summer's eve. Her brother always loved the fireworks even though he would always look from afar, trying not to get burned. She chuckled at the thought.

''No idea you were still in business'' Bronwyn looked at the wizard with a question like look.

''And where else should I be?'' he asked irritated and Bronwyn tried not to look smug when she noticed she hit a sore note.

''I'm pleased you know something of me, even though it's just my fireworks.'' he continued.

''Well, that's decided. It will be very good for you.. and most amusing for me.'' a twinkle came into his eyes.

''What! No,no, no adventures here. You should try over the Hill or across the water -'' Bronwyn said waving her hands around, while she walked towards the fireplace and fell in one of the comfy seats.

''You've changed Bronwyn Baggins'' Gandalf walked also towards the fireplace ''I remember a young Hobbit who would run trough the woods for hours, with her brother, in search of Elves.''

She felt the familiar pang of guilt through her body and Gandalf saw her looking away, into the fire.

''That Hobbit is no more..'' she said sadness willed her eyes.

''Ah, yes. The loss of your brother was a tragic one.'' Gandalf tried to sit in one of the chairs opposite of her, but the chair was way to small for the tall wizard and he looked extremely uncomfortable. Bronwyn would have laughed if she wasn't trying to hold back her tears.

No, she would not cry. not anymore.

''You know - '' Gandalf began, still trying to find a comfortable way to sit. ''I've met your brother last time I was here, in the market place.''

Bronwyn looked up from the fire into Gandalf's grey eyes and swallowed away the lump in her throat but didn't say anything.

Gandalf saw that he had her attention and continued. ''He told me about you, you know. How proud he was of his little sister. That she wasn't afraid to dream and explore. How much you looked liked your dear mother. Of course he also worried about you because you could be really reckless and get in trouble all the time, but he loved you for it.'' Gandalf looked at Bronwyn and saw tears running down her face. Tears that she did not shed for a long time.

''He-he really said that?''

Gandalf looked into those brown eyes, filled with tears but also love. The same brown eyes Bilbo had when he talked about his little sister.

''Yes, my dear.'' Gandalf reached over and lay his hand on hers and squeezed it slightly. ''And he would never want you to give up on your dreams.''

Bronwyn took a deep breath to calm herself, while holding a warm cup with freshly poured tea. She let a guest make tea for her, another thing her father would be ashamed of. But she did not care. Everything that seemed proper and respectable seemed to have left her body. The only think she could think about was her brother and Gandalf's words.

Was this really okay?

''So, this adventure of yours - '' she began carefully ''tell me about it''

Gandalf looked at her expectantly and started to tell his plans.

After Gandalf had finished his story, Bronwyn looked at him in disbelief.

''So.. You want me to be a part of a company with thirteen dwarves, travel to the Lonely mountain, break in to their highly secured fault and steal some gem from a dragon?''

She already thought he was mad, but this was insane!

''Oh, yeah and on top of that, I have to pretend I'm a male because some dwarf king can't bear the thought of having a female in the company?'' Bronwyn felt outrageous and tried to keep in her anger.

How dare he think females aren't as worthy as man?

Gandalf looked at Bronwyn who seemed to be struggling with herself.

He sighed ''I'm sorry. I know this plan is crazy. I understand if you don't - ''

''No, I will do it!'' Bronwyn stood up from her chair and looked at Gandalf with even more fire in her eyes than before.

''I will show that dwarf king what a Hobbit is capable of.'' Of course Bronwyn had never met a dwarf before or a king for that matter, but she will not stand for him to be prejudice.

''Excellent!'' Gandalf also jumped up from his tiny seat well, he tried. ''I shall inform the others!'' And off he went through the door, who knows where.

Bronwyn stood nailed to the ground. What did she do, what was she thinking? Stupid fool of a Took! She just couldn't keep her mouth shut.

She looked at the door where Gandalf rushed trough.

Adventure she had always dreamed about. Was it really happening?

She looked at a picture on the wall. Brown eyes were looking back at her. ''Is this really okay brother?'' She looked at Bilbo's smiling face and deep down, deep down past all the guilt, sadness and fear she could feel it, the feeling that it felt right.

Yes she had decided! There was no going back now anyway.

She ran in her room and looked into the mirror at her clothes and hair.

Well, if she was going to be a man, she had to do something about all that.

I'm sorry! I know I said that there would be dwarves in this chapter.. Definitely the next one! I'm sorry if you thought Bronwyn decided to quickly to join them, her adventurous/Tookish side took over. I really didn't want her to be sad all the time, otherwise the story will never even begin!

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