A Journey I'll Always Remember (Kili x Reader)

The Encounter With A Wizard

Once I met Father down on the bench I sat down and opened my book to the page I was last on.
"Lovely morning, isn't it (Y/N)?" He said, putting the pipe into his mouth. "Yes it is quite lovely."
"We will have fish for tea tonight, is that okay?"
We have fish nearly every night. "Will we ever have something different for tea? Other than fish?"
"One day, (Y/N), one day."

I rolled my eyes, then after that we went back to the comfortable silence that was held between the two of us. Father was smoking his pipe making his rings that he always made and I sat cross-legged, reading peacefully with my nose stuck in my book.

However, I watched when Bilbo blew a ring of smoke and glided up into the air until it split in half and formed two butterflies which landed on both of our noses, I jumped back from the smoke exploding in my face and Bilbos face dropped as he had been disturbed from whatever world he was in.

Standing before us was a tall, old man who was wearing a long grey robe with a pointy hat the same colour. His hair was a light shade of grey which ran down just a bit past his shoulders. His eyes were a light blue, almost grey , in his right hand he held a long wooden staff which ran from the level of his eye to the ground. I felt Father stiffen bedside me.

"Good morning ." Father greeted the wizard. "What do you mean? Do you mean to wish me a good morning, or do you mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not?" Both Father and I were stunned by the wizard standing before us asking us if we wish him a good morning whether he wants it or not? I don't know he spoke very quickly, I had barely any time to process what he was saying at such speed.
But the wizard wasn't finished just yet.

"Or perhaps you mean to say that you feel good on this particular morning? Or are you simply stating that this is a morning to be good on?" Yep definitely confused now. "All of them at once, I suppose," Father spoke "Can I help you?"
"That remains to be seen. I am looking for someone to share in an adventure." He spoke his words with amusement and added curiosity to his words, nothing like i've heard before.

I leaned forward to show that I was interested in the subject of an adventure. "An adventure?" I finally spoke with a smile on my face and big eyes. "You are correct, young lady."
"My names (Y/N), (Y/N) Baggins." I greeted myself as jumped off the bench and reached my hand over the short wooden fencing to the wizard which he shook.

"That's a beautiful name. I see you are very interested about an adventure."
"An adventure sounds like so much fun. I could finally see what life is like beyond the Shire, I would get to meet new people, I could see new places, new kingdoms. Oh God, it just sounds like so much fun!" I continue to ramble on as Father and the wizard exchange looks

"New traditions, new clothing, different creatures and so much more! Oh god, I would do anything to go on an adventure," There was a long silence as I realised what just happened. "I do apologise, I do tend to get a bit excited when talking, once I start I don't stop." I try and laugh off the moment but I really just want to face-plant myself.

"No need to worry, I too as a young boy got carried away when talking." I returned his smile, after that I let Father do the talking. "I don't imagine anyone west of Bree would have much interest in adventures," Bilbo stood up to collect the daily mail "Nasty, disturbing, uncomfortable things. Make you late for dinner." Bilbo chuckled whilst skimming through the mail , pipe still remaining in my mouth.

"Well, good morning. Come on (Y/N)." Father took the pipe out of his mouth and began to walk up the stairs. "To think that I should have lived to be 'good morninged' by Belladonna Took's son as if I were selling buttons at the door." I had trailed behind the Hobbit as the wizard talked.

"Pardon me?" Father stopped in his tracks to face the wizard. "You've changed, and not entirely for the better, Bilbo Baggins." The wizard frowned disappointingly. "I'm sorry do I know you?"
"Well, you know my name, although you don't remember I belong to it. I'm Gandalf. And Gandalf means...me."

Bilbo and Gandalf had their own conversation about fireworks as a bird had caught my attention. The bird was small and it was a beautiful shade of blue, almost like the sky on a clear morning. It's beak was long and it had a pair of beady black eyes on either side of its head.

"Well, that decided," the bird flew away and my attention was brought back to the wizard "It'll be very good for you, and you (Y/N), and most certainly amusing for me. I shall inform the others."
Gandalf was about to walk away but Bilbo stopped him.

"Inform the who? What? No! No. No...wait. We do not want any adventures here, thank you. Not today not..." I can see where my getting carried away when talking came from "I suggest you try over the hill or across the water. Come on (Y/N) and good morning." Bilbo went ahead so I turned around to the wizard.

"I apologise about him, he doesn't really mean it," I paused "Well, he probably does, my father never leaves home but I, on the other hand, dream of it." I checked over my shoulder to check Bilbo had gone inside as I continued talking to the wizard Bilbo regards as mad. Gandalf looked at me with pondering thoughts and grey eyes before posing "You said you'd like to meet new people?"

"Ive know everyone in the Shire my entire life." Nothing else needed to be said to prove my point. Gandalf nodded, like that was what he wanted to hear "Well I know a certain someone that i'd think you'd get along very well with. You both have a spark for adventures and stories. Do you like to tell stories, young (Y/N)?"

I lifted my right shoulder in a shrug "I don't have many stories to tell."
"Well he does, he lives to tell stories of his journeys and quests, they're irritable." He? Who's he?
"And for your father," He continued "There is no need to apologise for the behaviour that is not your own. The others will be excited to find out that they will have an eager member to join their company." He smiled.

"One final question." I stopped him before he could turn away from me."Yes?" He leaned on his ancient staff "Who are 'the others?"
"You will found out soon enough, (Y/N)." Before I could say anything the wizard walked up to the door and did something with his staff, I could not quite tell what he did but I didn't have much time to ask as he walked away before words escaped my mouth.

"You'll find out soon enough, (Y/N)." What did he mean by that? Do I want to find out? I brushed off the questions in my mind and went inside to my father who definitely had no intentions of meeting "the others".