I Did Not Order This Baby {Bilbo + ???}
In a hole in the wall there lived a quiet man, someone who lived day by day thankful for what he had. Bilbo Baggins never thought he needed much out of life. He had his home, a comfortable brown stone with a small garden he looked after, his books and his niece. For someone who had much opportunity, he never really considered asking for much more out of life. He liked his job, his friends, and his two cats.
But one thing that seemed to be forgotten by the small man was that life didn’t always go as well as you wanted it to, despite how well off he was.
Bilbo certainly forgot this as he was taking his normal route home from work. His hands pushed into his pockets, his satchel slung over his shoulder, the librarian was happy just to get home after what felt like a rather long day. Maybe that was the reason why when he heard a shrill cry, something that made him jump with fight. He blinked, stopping in his tracks as he heard the noise once more. It might have been a sound coming from someone’s child, or a television or something. But Bilbo had such a dreadful feeling, that when he turned down the alleyway that the noise came from, and looked into a closed box, he made a small noise as he saw a helpless newborn left all on it’s own.
He couldn’t just leave it, his conscious would have killed him if he had done so. The poor thing looked so helpless, that Bilbo had to do something. He might just regret it, but he had to save the poor dear.
Picking up the child, holding it close him in an attempt to make it stop it’s cries, Bilbo moved back to the street, looking desperate.
”H-Has anyone lost a baby… or could help me?”
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