Chapter 1: Meeting Bilbo
"Are you sure this is the right house? If house is really the right word for it…" Kíli asked?
"Of course, see—there's Gandalf's mark," Fíli replied, pointing to the mark on the bright green door. "This was harder to find then you would have expected."
Kíli had to agree with him. Stepping through the front gate and walking up to the curiously round door, they tugged at the bell rope. Soon, a hobbit answered the door. "Fíli—and Kíli—at your service," they said together, bowing.
The hobbit did the same, only he said: "Bilbo Baggins at your service."
The two dwarves, brothers, walked inside and saw that Dwalin and Balin were already there. "Oh, good. They've already started coming." Kíli said, using a nearby wooden box to scrape the mud off his boots.
"Could you not do that? That is my mother's." The little hobbit—what was his name? oh, yeah, Bilbo—sounded aggravated. With a shrug, Kíli walked towards where he heard Dwalin and Balin. I hope this is the way to the dining room, he thought.
"Ah, Fíli, Kíli, you're here," said Balin.
"Good. They can help us move these." Dwalin said, pointing to two tables and a bunch of chairs.
"Mr Dwalin. It figures, we get here early—well, earlier than most—and we get to move furniture around." Kíli stated, with mock annoyance in his tone.
"What did you expect? There are going to be fourteen of us. Fifteen, if you count the hobbit. We certainly won't fit in this tiny dining room." Here Bilbo interjected: "Tiny? This dining room is one of the finest in all of Hobbiton! It most certainly is not tiny!"
"We meant no offense, but with all of us here, it is going to be a little tight." Balin said, appeasing the hobbit with a few words.
"You make a good point, Dwalin." Kíli conceeded the point, and he, Fíli, Dwalin, and Balin began to move the tables and chairs.
Not long after, the bell rang several times. Kíli and his brother watched on in amusement as Bilbo stormed over to the door shouting about how he had too many dwarves in his dining room as it was ("What? There are only four of us," Fíli said, with fake shock. Kíli sniggered.) and if this was some clothead's ("Did he seriously just say 'clothead'?" Kíli asked. "Yeah, I think he really did," replied Fíli.) idea of a joke, it was in very poor taste. As he opened the door, Bifur, Bofur, Ori, Dori, Nori, Glóin, Óin, and Bombur fell inside the doorway, with Gandalf standing behind them.
Fíli and Kíli stood, chuckling at Bilbo's expression of disbelief and shock. "Did you see his face?" Fíli said, laughing.
"He looked ridiculous!" Kíli replied with a grin.
"You two, knock it off! Leave Mr Baggins alone. Stop teasing him." The authoritative voice of Dwalin was enough to make them stop.
"Yes, Dwalin," the two brothers chorused, although Kíli could have sworn that he heard Dwalin mutter under his breath "at least for now".
Bilbo stood in the middle of a junction between two hallways, yelling at the dwarves to put the food back into his pantry. Kíli and his brother busied themselves by moving a barrel of ale that the hobbit had in his hallway. They heard Bilbo say, "Do you have a cheese knife? That's a bit excessive, isn't it?" Kíli looked up, only to see Bombur carrying three cheese wheels to the table. Bofur also looked up, and he said: "Cheese knife? No, he eats it by the block." Kíli and Fíli both chuckled, as did the other dwarves within earshot, for they all knew that this was true. Kíli and Fíli looked on in amusement as Bilbo continued yelling at the dwarves about all sorts of things, including putting back certain chairs.
Gandalf stood in the same junction as Bilbo had, right outside the pantry, counting the dwarves. Bifur came up and said something in Khuzdûl. "Yes, you are quite right. We appear to be one dwarf short of the full thirteen."
Dwalin told Gandalf that the missing dwarf was only late because he had traveled north to a meeting of their kin, and that he would be here.
Kíli looked around, as did Fíli. They exchanged glances, and Kíli asked Fíli, "Where exactly is Uncle?"
Fíli replied, "Dwalin said that he had to travel north to a meeting and that he would be here."
"Well, let's hope he gets here soon, or Bombur will have eaten all the food."
Fíli exchanged grins with his brother, and they proceeded to help move the remaining food to the table.
A/N: This is my first ever fic, so I hope it goes well. Please read and review!