in a hole in the ground there lived two hobbits, not a nasty, dirty, wet whole full of worms and oozy smells. this was a hobbit hole. Which means good food, a warm hearth and all the comforts of home.
these two little hobbits were named Bilbo and B...
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All the dwarfs make their way into the hobbits home with cheery smiles and merry voices. One by one they wonder past the two halfling's with bows of greeting to join their other Comrades who have already arrived to set up the gatherings. They get to work quickly with finding chairs and raiding the pantry. Cheeses, meats, vegetables, fruits, and drinks are carried through the hallways like a working machine. Everything is pulled from the shelves, onto the table.
Bilbo returns to the chaos after retreating to his room to make himself presentable to his unwanted guests. Seeing the dwarves cross from pantry to dining room and back again. He steps forward with agitation rising within his little body. "Excuse me, that's my chicken! Oh, not my wine! Put that back! Put that back!" Bilbo tries to order the dwarfs, but they completely ignore him.
"Yeah, that worked." Bobbie sasses her brother as she walks up beside him, crossing her arms and watches the scene unfold in front of her.
"Oh, shush you." Bilbo sighs and rolls his eyes at her. The sight of her brother rubbing his hand across his head with stress makes Bobbie's body jump with laughter, the poor hobbit hasn't been this stressed since she got caught red handed stealing a barrel of ol' Toby from Mr. Greggory's store with Marigold.
Fili and Kili pass the two with a barrel of what Bobbie presumes is ale in their hands and smile at her. She gives a smile and a nod back to the boys as they maneuver their way through the maze of bodies in the hallway. "They seem nice." Bobbie states to her brother, still watching the two young brothers as they place the barrel down on a nearby table and give each other a boisterous high five.
Bilbo gives a disgruntled grunt in return. "That blonde one has done nothing but stare at you since he got here. I don't like it; he has his eye on you for some reason." He watches Fili with suspicion as he begins to pour tankards of ale for his fellow friends with smile and cheer on his face.
"Don't be so dramatic, he's probably just being weary of his surroundings. If you are this stressed by all of this imagine how they feel. They are all in a place they don't know with hosts they have never seen before. They are warriors, it's natural for them to be suspicious." Bobbie chastised her brother for being so judgmental of their guests. However, she must admit, the lingering eyes of the handsome dwarf are not unwelcome, as she seems to be doing the exact same thing to him. She can't seem to take her eyes off Fili, his golden hair and bright blue eyes seemingly captivating the young hobbits intrigue.
Just as Bilbo goes to speak again, the siblings' eyes catch a rather large ginger dwarf carrying three large wheels of cheddar cheese passed them, wobbling from side to side as to not drop one. "That's a tad excessive, don't you think? Do you have a cheese knife?" Bilbo questions in disbelief pulling on one of his suspenders over his shoulder. Even Bobbie thought it was a bit much for one dwarf.
"Cheese knife? He eats it by the block." Another dwarf named Bofur tells the siblings as he walks past holding a half-chopped ham.
Bilbo turns his attention to another dwarf, Oin. who carries a wooden chair at his side. He scurries after him, trying to halt his movements. "No, that's Grandpa Mungo's chair!" Bilbo exclaims in terror.
