Unknown - Hobbit x reader

Wtf is going on??

"I wonder, would a house, a hole, or a tree-house be safer? A hole would be easier to dig at short notice, though I got no spade, but I could makeshift a tree house for the night. Might fall out of it though..." Well one thing was for sure, I needed to stop talking to myself. Though I did not notice, I had been spotted by something, hidden carefully under his protective fur and cleverly chosen spot of refuge. ...I sound archaic talking like this heh.

Crack

Clothes flapping around me, I swirled round, immediately becoming defensive. The quiet sounds continued, till a small body, for that's all it was (bummer), launched itself out of the underbrush and started trying to attack me. Acting quickly, I threw up my hands, catching my attacker by the chest.

Breathing heavily, I examined the body, finding it to be just a small animal, a brown bobcat to be exact.

"Oh my goodness, well aren't you just the cutest little fella? Aww... Pfft what am I doing, come on dude you're being disrespectful here the cat is intelligent enough to not be treated like a child."

"Damn right I am, stupid humans always thinking we can't understand them."

Shrieking, I immediately dropped the cat "Wait you can TALK?! WHAT THE SHIT!"

"You can understand me?!"

I dropped to the floor.

"Shit"

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My head was swimming when I came to. As my vision finally focused I could see that it was dark, too dark. I shot up, immediately looking for threats. People might think that this is weird, but I seem to have always had higher sense of paranoia when I'm outside in the dark. I don't mind the dark, not at all, I just take extra care to be careful – my dad drilled it into my head that I was always vulnerable to threats; I'm a girl after all.

The last thing I remember was that stupid cat, and I could hear it talking? Well, there's no cat around here so maybe that was just a dream? Hallucination, maybe? I carefully examined my surroundings again and saw a faint light coming from the direction of the plains I saw earlier. I wonder what that is.

Creeping towards the forest edge trying to make as little noise as possible, I started at the sight of a farm house. Where did that come from? I quickly ran towards it, praying that there was somebody inside. I skidded to a stop at the door and composed myself before knocking. The old door creaked open to reveal a middle aged man and a similarly aged woman who I'm assuming is his wife, with how they're holding each other. They seemed to be dressed in medieval-esque clothes, but I hadn't commented on it in my rush to get inside.

"Um... I'm sorry to bother you, sir, miss, but could you possibly tell me where we are?"

The man stood there staring at my clothes like they were the strangest thing he'd ever seen. I suppose my dirty trackies, t-shirt and green jumper were a little out of fashion. "Oh dear yes of course, come on in, you must be frozen," the nice lady ushered me inside, elbowing her husband on the way past, wrapping me in a woolen blanket and leading me towards a stool, the man quickly shutting the door behind us.

"We're on the borders of The Trollshaws o'course. Di'ya not know lassie?"

I sputtered on the tea Freda, I think she said her name was, had given me. "The Trollshaws?"

"Aye"

".......shit"

Now I haven't told you this yet but my father had a collector's edition book and film set of Lord of the Rings at home, which included the Silmarillion and The Hobbit. I had always enjoyed the series and made a point to keep my memory up to date about the happenings in it. The reason I'm telling you this is because that's how I recognised the name of where I was. The Trollshaws is the name of the land east of Eriador, between Hoarwell and Bruinen. The south of Rivendell is located in The Trollshaws.

This is where it begins to get a little bat-shit crazy.

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I spent the night at Freda and Reuel's farm and left at first light - I don't want to burden them and I have enough survival knowledge to manage by myself in the wild. Freda wanted me to stay, she'd always wanted a child, but I had to tell her that I must go and figure out why I was here. Thankfully both she and Reuel accepted this, though they cautioned me about the dangers in the land here and even gave me some salted meat to help me on my way. I wish they hadn't, because I knew how hard it must be for them to come across meat but Reuel insisted.

As I made my way west, I knew I had to find Lady Gaga, or Lady Galadriel as you might know her. She was the only one I could think of that might be able to help me. I spent a day or two trekking towards Rivendell in the hopes of finding shelter for the night there and continuing to Lorien, but once I arrived it went a bit pear shaped...