Hello! Here's the first chapter to my first Fanfic!
It all started back in Bag End…
All the Dwarves sit around the table with Gandalf and Bilbo as they discuss the journey.
"The task would be difficult with an army behind us, but we number just 13. And not 13 of the best, nor brightest," Balin preached.
The company started to mumble until Fili slammed the table and shouted " We may be few in number… but were fighters, all of us, TILL THE LAST DWARF!"
"And you forget we have a wizard in our company. Gandalf will have killed hundreds of dragons in his time," Kili replied.
Gandalf stuttered " Well I wouldn't say-". " Well how many dragons have you killed?" Dori asked. The wizard was silent while smoking his pipe."
Well go on. Give us a number!" Dori shouted. All of the dwarves burst out into arguments over the conversation. Thorin was about to stand up and yell at them and tell them to calm down until something he did not expect or any of them expected. They heard a knock on the door. Everyone was silent and turned towards the door. Bilbo looked the most horrified.
"MORE! I'm never having company again," he thought.
The wizard grinned " I'll get it,". All of them confused, except Gandalf, walked towards the door.
"Who could it be?" they all wondered. Gandalf slowly opened the door until they all saw two short figures at the door...
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