in a hole in the ground there lived two hobbits, not a nasty, dirty, wet whole full of worms and oozy smells. this was a hobbit hole. Which means good food, a warm hearth and all the comforts of home.
these two little hobbits were named Bilbo and B...
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Bilbo wakes from an uncomfortable slumber; the morning sun beams into the room onto his freckled face and the thick orange blanket draped across his oddly laying body. The bed slightly dips under him as he takes a breath, in and out of his button noes. Remembering the night before his eyes blink open slowly as the new day sings outside of his window. Stretching out his body and the disagreeable crook in his neck until it clicked and cracked, Bilbo moves his legs so his hairy feet land on the cold wooden floor, the woollen fabric falls of his body as he brings his hand up to rub his eyes and takes in another breath of air. He looks down at his lap as he slowly tumbles from sleep to awake, he realises he is still in his clothes from the night before. Blinking gradually as the haze of his mind fades, he notices that the house is very quiet. What on earth happened last night? Were they really here too take two hobbits on an adventure? Was it all a dream?
He rises from his bed as quietly as he can as to not disturb anything that may be still lurking within the shadows and begins to make his way through the rooms of the hobbit whole. Stealthy investigating every nook and cranny for signs of dwarfs lingering in the halls. However, there is no one there. The house has been cleaned up completely from the mess that was there the night before. The mud is out of the carpet, the pantry is bare but clean, and the plumbing seems to have been fixed. But there was no sign of anyone anywhere. It's almost as if it had never happened."Hello?" He calls out for anyone to reply. Slowly he turns into the dining room to see everything in its place. Everything seems untouched apart from a large piece of paper sitting on top of the wooden surface. He teeters over to the object only to see the Contract sitting on a table; he looks at it, and sees a name written 'the guide: Bobbie Baggins' just underneath the writing there is a space 'burglar:'
Suddenly are large "BANG!" echoes from the front of the siblings home making Bilbo jump and let out a loud shrill of surprise. He turns expecting to see one of the dwarfs coming back to torment him more, however there stood his sister in Forrest green trousers, a cotton button down shirt and blue suspenders. Her long hair is fizzed and tousled; she seems to be short of breath.
"Oh, good you're awake." Bobbie huffs as she makes her way towards the coat rack with a fast pace. She grabs a dark brown cloak with a long hood and a silver clasp and throws it around herself. "I've just run down to the apple orchard and told Mr. Glenn that I will not be attending work for a while. I have asked Bluebell Brandybuck to cover my shifts until we return which he happily excepted, no surprise there. I have also written a letter to Marigold, so she knows where we are off to and dropped it into her letter box, it seems a bit rude to not at least tell her what is going on. Especially since I only saw her last night." She moves on to two large backpacks sitting by the fireplace and begins to go through all of the items, seemingly checking she's got everything she needs. "By my estimation they should be around the boarders of Buckland by now, if we move fast then we can catch up with them." She stands and looks to her brother with a determined smile on her face. "Are you ready?"
