Title: Burning Blue
Characters: Frodo, Sam; mention of Bilbo
Disclaimer: This is a brief benign avocational fiction.
Watching pine needles crinkle and burn blue, Frodo tossed another handful onto the fire and breathed in the resinous smoke. Yule was past, his friends gone home; Bag End was all his in its emptiness, with no Bilbo to bustle about it or plan a winter's walk.
A soft noise made Frodo jump and whirl to find Sam behind him, eyes wide and earnest. "Begging your pardon, sir," he stammered, "but you were standing there, all, well---"
Sam paused when Frodo smiled, then tremulously returned the smile, which made Frodo grin. Perhaps Bag End wasn't so empty after all.