Summary: Thorin, Fili and Kili didn't die in The Battle of the Five Armies and now the company are visiting Bilbo in The Shire, but Kili bumps into somebody unexpected.. Humor(I hope) and Angst and Hurt/Comfort and Family
Disclaimer: I obviously am not Tolkin, and am not claiming on any of the recognisable characters..
Authors Note: I hope this turns out right. Words in Italics are Bilbo's (or any other characters') thoughts. Can anyone tell me the word for "the food stock room" ...? and I wrote this like 20 minutes ago and posting it now considering that its going straight from my head to screen with no plans so(well a rough idea).. so if you have an idea, review and it could be in the story! (bribery D:)
Oh and a thanks to Hel Lokison for naming the food.
Chapter One: Arrival
Bilbo Baggins, the pre-respectable hobbit with tunnels over-flowing with gold now, now, I wouldn't say TUNNELS over-flowing!... A CHEST over-flowing yes... With a chest over-flowing with gold and silver, and silver was currently a very busy man. Or should I say hobbit? If an on-looker was, well-looking then they might have thought he was a bit odd oh that'd hardly be the first time! He was preparing himself for the arrival of his friends, Throin, Fili, Kili, Balin, Dwalin, Bifur, Bofur, Bombur, Nori, Dori, Ori, Oin and Gloin got that? Good.
Oh dear oh dear... Thought Bilbo looking left and right and up and down.
Oh dear... He was looking at his food stock , now any other Hobbit might have thought it was well replenished and stocked. But Bilbo had in mind that thirteen inevitably hungry Dwarfs will be coming any day now and he did NOT want a repeat of last time.
So to the market he went, money in pockets and a wheel-barrel, to carry all the food. It was just pasted midday, everyone's had their lunch and are out enjoying the sun. Ooo there's Himmers' son! Blimy he's grown... Reminds me of that Frodo lad down in Bucklebury.
The walk to the market was full of "Good morning!" and "Nice to see you Mr Baggins!" and the occasional "Hello Mister Bah-gens" from the younglins. Oh there's old Himmer himself, a very respectable hobbit in my opinion...
I wonder why Gaffer's looking all funny at me this time... as it were, the old Gaffer was looking a poor Bilbo in such away because, well he didn't really have a reason... he just doesn't approve anything of Bilbo anymore, he can't even tuck his shirt in!
The market was busy but not as busy as it can be, pushing the barrel he loaded and paid and now with a wheel-barrel full of;
Broccoli I'll sneak it in somehow,
Meat lovely chicken which tastes like fish...,
Lemons,
Potatoes for chips,
Oranges,
A tub of onions,
Chilis',
More salt,
More meat,
and a bit more meat,
and candyfloss for good measure.
Ah that'll do! if they want something else, they can go buy some. Thought Bilbo.
Pushing the wheel-barrel up hill was a bite bit tricky, poor small Bilbo couldn't see atop or in front of him, waving his arms left and right and giving a wordless shout to let everyone know he's coming, one last push up the hill and Bilbo could finally see his home.
Well, part of his home, after all, it's hard to see your home when there's thirteen Dwarves in the way- thirteen Dwarves?! and before Bilbo knew it, he had eight Dwarves running at him! However they stopped short of the wheel-barrel and started going through that instead.
Of course...
Reviews are welcome! I kinda haven't written anything to go after this so... help? :P Oh and there's no posting days really, just when I write a chapter