To the Edge of the Universe – An elf, A wizard and a very startled hobbit

by Nov 7, 2003Stories

Omey, needless to say, was rather startled. Not by the appearence of the old man, but by the absence of the Wood Between Worlds.

Then she relized that she had the wrong ring on, instead of the yellow one she had supposed she was slipping on, there was the green one, humming away on her finger. She pulled it off and stuck it in her pocket.

Then she relized she knew the elderly man coming along the road. He was Gandalf. Don’t ask me how she knew him, she did. A big grin spilt her face, for the second time that day.

The man looked up and saw Omey. He smiled.

“What are you doing on the road in daylight? Your kind normally only walk the Shire in the dark of night, beneath the stars.”

Once again she was startled. What did he mean by, your kind? She was human, (she thought) and as far as she knew, humans or “the Big People” walked the Shire in daylight.

“I’m afraid I don’t quite understand, you see I’m looking for a hobbit,” she said thinking fast, “maybe you can help me?”

“I may, depending on wich hobbit your looking for, you see I am looking for one myself, a very respectable hobbit, by the name of Bilbo Baggins.”

“That’s the one, you wouldn’t happen to be Gandalf, would you?”

“You seem to know me, but I am afraid I don’t recall ever meeting you.”

“Thats because you haven’t, and in case you were wondering, my name is Omedeaous. But don’t call me that, everyone calls me Omey.”

Gandalf smiled,”Then you must come with me, we will have a little talk with Mr. Baggins.”

Poor hobbit, Omey thought, I hope he enjoys his pipe it’s prob’ly the last one he’ll smoke in peace for a very long time.
They found the hobbit sitting on the door step with an absolutly enormous pipe hanging out of his mouth, it was all she could do to turn her laughter into a fit of coughing. He looked very interesting with that pipe in his mouth, hanging almost down to his toes. Gandalf walked up to the hobbit who removed his pipe from his mouth and smiled.

“Good morning,” said Bilbo.

“What do you mean?” asked Gandalf,”do you mean to wish me a good morning, or do you mean that it is a good morning wether I want it or not, or do you mean you feel it is to be good on?”

The little hobbit who was unfazed by this reply, said, “All of them at once, it is an very fine morning for a pipe of tobacco out of doors, come sit down if you have a pipe about you and have a fill of mine, we have all the day before us.” And with that stuck his thumb behind his braces and blew a large smoke ring, wich floated up and over The Hill.

“Very pretty,” replied the wizard, “but I have no time for blowing smoke rings this morning, I am looking for someone to share in an adventure, very difficult to find anyone in these parts.”

The hobbit jumped a little,”I should think so, in these parts, we are plain quiet folk, we have no use for adventures around here thankyou. Nasty, bothersome, uncomfortable things, make you late for dinner! I can’t think what anyone sees in them.” And apparently deciding that he wanted them to go away he took out the morning paper and began to read.

Now through this little dialogue, Omey had been trying hard to keep from laughing. She felt like she had cracked a few ribs, and sprained her side. Gandalf turned turned to her and Omey, still choking, moved over to him.

“I really don’t think he wants an adventure Gandalf, he sounded very decided on that point.”

The wizard just smiled and stood leaning on his staff staring at the hobbit.

Presently Bilbo became uncomfortable, and said,”Good morning, we don’t want any adventures here thank you, you might try, Over the Hill or Acrossed the Water.”

“What alot of things you do use, Good morning for! Now you mean you want to get rid of me and it won’t be good untill I move off.”

“No, no, of corse not sir, let me see, I don’t think I know your name do I? Or your companion’s either.”

“Yes you do, Though you don’t relize I belong to it, and I know your’s, Mr. Bilbo Baggins. I am Gandalf, and Gandalf means me! To think I should have lived to be Good Morninged by Belladonna Tooks son as though I were selling buttons at the door!”

“Gandalf, Gandalf, good gracious me! Not the wandering wizard who gave the Old Took a pair of magic diamond studs that never came undone untill ordered? Not ht e man who used to tell such wonderful tales, about dragons and captive princesses and and te unexspected luck of widow’s sons? Not the wizard who used to make such wonderful fireworks, I remember those, they used to go up in the air and explode like snap dragons and lilies nad laburnums of fire. Not the wizard,” he went on,” who was responsible for so many quiet lads and lasses going off into the blue for mad adventures, anything from climbing trees to visiting elves to sailing ships to other shores. Life used to be quite inter- I mean you used to make quite a disturbence around here once upon a time. I beg your pardon I had no idea you were still in buisness.”

“Where else should I be? And for you old Grandfather Took’s sake I shal give you what you asked for.”

“I beg your pardon, I haven’t asked for anything.”

“Yes you have twice now,my pardon. I give it to you. I fact I shall go so far as to send you on this adventure, (at this the habbit’s eyes began to grow very large) very amusing for me, very good for you, and profitable too, if you ever get over it.”

The hobbit jumped to his feet and began to babble, “No I don’t want any advtures thankyou, but come to tea, Any time you like, why not tomorrow? Come tomorrow, good morning.”
And with that he jumped inside the round, green door leaving Omey and Gandalf laughing quietly after he had gone.


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