"Pups, introduce tell your names to Master Dwalin. No playing till I come back." With that, he grabbed Dwalin's cloak and headed further into the smial.
The young hobbits looked at each other and formed a line. "Hi! I'm Talia Townsend, nice to meet you. Hello, I'm Kathrine Fairfoot, a pleasure to be of your acquaintance. Rudigar Underfoot, welcome to the Shire. Marmaduke Featherbottom, may your food be plentiful. Diamanda Barrows, welcome to Hobbiton. Bilbo Baggins, welcome to my den. Basina Oldfoot, I've never seen a dwarf before. Bachildis Undertree, nice to meet you." At the end of their introduction, each hobbit took a bow.
"Dwalin, at your service." He said once again bowing back at them with a bemused look on his face.
At this Talia Townsend spoke up, "Oh no! You mustn't be at our service. You're in the service of Bilbo; this is his den after all. We're only here for playtime and snacks!" Agreeing with her words all the hobbits nodded.
Now poor Master Dwalin looked even more confused. "What is play time, and why are you in Master Baggins' home to do it?"
Rudigar Underfoot stepped up looking scandalized. "Do you mean that you've never had play time? How do you dwarves develop your skills if not with your pack mates? Everyone knows that the best way to gather skills is to do it with your pack!"
"Right!" echoed the rest of the hobbits.
Bandorbas came back and whacked them all over the head with a heavy fist. "Don't go pushing our ways of doing things on Master Dwalin. He's a Dwarf, we are Hobbits. I'm sure that they have different ways of doing things than we do. Where are your manners, Pups? What are you supposed to do after you introduce yourselves?"
"Invite them into the den?" Bachildis spoke timidly.
"And if that's already been done?"
"Ask for their name?" Basina said.
"No, that goes before you let them into the den!" Bilbo exclaimed.
"Yeah, that goes before you even introduce yourself!" Katherine piped up.
"Well if you two oh so clearly know the answers, why don't you say them?" Rudigar growled not liking that they were ganging up on Bachildis.
Thump! Thump! Thump! That was the sound of Bandorbas' fist landing on the heads of Bilbo, Rudigar, and Katherine. "If you are going to start a squabble then do so when there is not a guest." Now, he was getting angry. He then turned to Dwalin who was standing there watching them. "I apologize for the lack of manners these eight are showing." Turning back he looked at the hobbits.
"Talia, Katherine, Rudigar, Marmaduke, Diamanda, Basina, and Bachildis, you all have got to get back to your dens before tea time is through. Grab a breast to munch on the way back to your respective dens, and don't forget to thank Bilbo for allowing us to use his den for playtime. Bilbo, Matilda will be here in around an hour to check up on you. Make sure not to forget your manners, understood?"
"Yes, alpha Bandorbas; we hear you loud and clear." They chorused back sarcastically.
"Would you like to take that tone with me again?" He looked at them with a raised brow.
"No, sir." Off they trotted breast in and they exited the den, each thanking Bilbo on the way out.
"We were born in the wild,
Free as can be.
Though the conditions were mild
We carved out our own destiny.
Our paths may falter,
Our will may fail,
But through the night we will prevail."
"Do be careful, Bilbo you never know what will happen." With those words of warning, Bandorbas exited the den.