Power of love.
Prologue
bilbo was about to throw out thorin and his company out until they had an unexpected visitor…
Chapter 1
bilbo's temper was about to rear its ugly head as the dwarves continued to insult and degrade him when they heard the frantic banging on his door. "BILBO!" a frantic voice shouted and bilbo rushed to the door, when he opened it; three soaking figures stumbled in.
"luna? my god; what happened?" he asked as he helped a slumped figure into the front room.
"he completely lost it bilbo; he's gone absolutely barmy. luca just managed to get us out but he… he… oh god!" and luna rushed to the slumped figure. "luca? luca? are you awake? oh god please be awake." she begged to the air another hobbit grabbed luna and held her his chest and she sobbed.
"please help him bilbo… he's the only one who can stand up to that madman." begged the other hobbit and the dwarves grew concerned. what had happened? before they could do anything luca groaned and tried to sit up but winced in pain.
"luna, leon what are you doing? I'm alive." he looked around and saw the dwarves. "you two manners! bilbo has guests and I don't think this is a way to greet dwarves." he looked at the other two who immediately stood up.
"luna hollybush at your service." she curtsied and the company looked at the small hobbit. her hair was waist length and an autumn brown shade. she came up to bilbo's shoulder and was rather skinny, but not as skinny as the other hobbits. her eyes were a soulful hazel that screamed too much pain for someone so young to have faced and her clothes were in slightly better condition than the others but were still frayed and worn. they bowed at her and she rushed back to luca and helped him up in to a chair.
"leon hollybush at your service." he bowed and he first thing they noticed was how he stood slightly in front luna and luca and the shiner on his face and what looked like a scar that ran down the left side of his face. his clothes were torn and covered in patches where they were mended.
his hair was pin straight and braided to stay out of his face his eyes were a cold steel grey colour hardened and wary but there was hope in them. although he was skinny there was muscle and he looked like he could hold himself.
luca sluggishly stood up despite luna and león trying to stop him. "luca hollybush at your service." he bowed and added "especially you, thorin, king under the mountain." and the dwarves gasped, unless you knew what he looked like, or were a dwarf, no other race really knew about thorin and his title.
the hobbit was slightly taller than bilbo and was solid muscle despite his skinny form, which was far more than the other two. his hair was a deep earthy brown that stopped at the small of his back and was braided with feathers and flowers and what looked like to be wooden beads.
his clothes were more patch than actual clothes and they saw the numerous scars and bruises that decorated his body, also there was what appeared to be a very large and ornate tattoo on his chest over his heart. the one thing that made them look different to bilbo was the fact that they all has small, hairless feet.
"well, sit down where did he get you this time?" bilbo sighed as he held a first aid kit in his hand and a bottle of something in the other. luca laughed and removed his shirt and grabbed the bottle.
"my back," he took a deep gulp of the bottle and sighed happily, "the famous baggins' moonshine? bilbo you spoil me!" he looked shocked and bilbo just rolled his eyes and pulled out a chair and muttered something about daft fools.
"leon; make sure luna doesn't see this," luca gestured to his back, which the dwarves aw and bristled in anger at, "I don't think we need her panicking any more than she has." and leon nodded and took luna to where the dwarves were sitting and began to talk to them.
"we never introduced ourselves to you did we?" asked ori and luna shook her head and giggled as the dwarves practically hit themselves at their bad manners. "I am ori." and he bowed and luna and leon curtsied bowed back. "these are my brothers, nori and dori. this is oin and gloin, they're brothers. and then you have bombur, bofur and bifur; also brothers." luna saw the axe in bifur's and asked
"doesn't that hurt at all?" she asked the dwarf and he answered in something that she couldn't understand, "I'm sorry I don't understand, is that your native tongue?" she asked and bifur smiled.
"he can't speak westron, only kudzhul our native tongue but I can translate for you." smiled bofur and luna smiled up at him.
"thank you, it must be hard for you, no one listening because they can't understand but I'll try to." and bifur did something he rarely did, he hugged luna and spun her around. luna shrieked and started laughing as she was put down she looked around the room eyes glistening with happiness and ori continued to introduce the others.
"then you have the brother balin and dwalin." they bowed and balin smiled at them both.
"evening lad and lass; have you eaten yet?" and they grew very shy and shook their heads.
"bombur; get them some food and drink." said thorin and bombur quickly left.
"luna your sweets are in the cupboard by the sink, leon your pie is behind the stove and could you get luca's drink and food from the pantry, furthest and highest shelf." bilbo directed the two, never looking away from luca's back, and they grinned and rushed off to get their treats.
"thanks bilbo, question why is that moonshine so famous?" asked luca and bilbo's face split into a giant grin.
"this moonshine was a recipe perfected by the first baggins and my mother was the only woman able to hold herself after a barrel or two of this so when she went on one of her adventures she took some of it with her and it so happened she decided to stop at riverdale." he paused and looked at the entranced faces, "she was drinking this and lord elrond was curious so she gave a full goblet for everybody; and to this day, the baggins' moonshine was famous for getting elves absolutely plastered with just one cup." the dwarves just stared until they heard a deep rumbling sound like thunder. they saw thorin chuckling and then full out laughing and then everyone else joined in until their ribs groaned in pain and their lungs creamed for air.
"and that's not the best part, the elves began to dance on the table and we learnt that elrond had a randy side; when he woke up he had two male- male! elves either side of him and all bare as the day they were born! the hangovers were dreadful! no one could speak for two whole days, and although the elves are known for being quiet, even that sounded like a heard of horses to them. they practically begged her not to give them the drink again." they all laughed a good sight more until luca scoffed.
"bunch of lightweights anyway, even their wine is more like juice." and he hissed in pain "are you stitching or still doing his work?" he asked with a smile and león rolled his eyes.
"he almost guts you like a fish again and all you do is laugh, are you sure you weren't dropped on your head as a baby?" luca was about to answer when a loud banging filled the room and luna screamed.
