Unexpectly I could hear a noisy scream not far away from me and startled in shock. The scream seemed to work. Thorin awoke by this scream and jumped on his feet. But not only Thorin, also the other Dwarves were just awake and followed their leader.
During all were leaving the camp, I walked to the bag again and took some food into my pocket. As reward for Kyra I got more food for her than for me. As I saw the dwarves coming back with Kyra and Fili, I walked over to my blanket, sat down there and tried to look innocent.
„ Oh my god, this was the most worst experience in my life" shouted Kyra.
„ There was a big Ork some meters away from us" added Fili. „ Unfortunately Kyra had already started to scream."
„ Yes and if Fili hadn't shut my mouth, the beast would have seen us" replied Kyra.
So far as we could, we packed our things, climbed on our horses and rode ahead. We rode fast through deep valleys and wide mountains. Thorin on our front looked quite sweet with his little pony in contrast to Gandalfs horse. Our happy mood should end soon, because there were black clouds on the sky, which seemed like rain. We rode slowly and put on our hoods. Once we reached the next forest the first raindrops started to fall. Kyra pressed her body more against Kilis and hid her hands under her jacket. Now the mood was monotonous, while Gandalf told us stories from his youth time, if he had something like that. The rain didn't wanted to stop and our clothes were totally wet, despite of the trees above our heads. Bilbo behind me shivered and I blew warm air on my cold fingers. Late at the evening when the sun comes down the clouds left and were replaced by warm air. Almost dry we arrived an old dilapidated hut.
I jumped from my pony and lifted the saddle from his bag.
„ We'll camp here for the night" said Thorin. „ Fili, Kili, look after the ponies. Make sure you stay with them. Oin, Gloin, get a fire going..."
I touched Kyra on her arm and together we left the company to scour the forest.
Kyra climbed on every tree she could find and risked a view from above.
„ Can you see something?", I asked.
„ Nothing" she replied. „ But it doesn't smell very well."
„ Couldn't you hold yourself back?", I asked with played indignance.
„ Where comes this disgusting smell?"
„ I have no idea", I answered and crawled through high gras.
In the distance we could hear deep voices: „ Fish, always fish!"
„ If you continue complaining about the food, you can cook for yourself!"
I crawled the last meters ahead and looked between two rocks. Before us on a glade there were three big trolls and made a fire.
„ I'm so hungry!"
„ Wait a second, where is that smell coming from?"
„ Shit!", I whispered. „ They smelled us."
„ Smells like horse. I will look after them!"
With wide steps, one of the trolls walked away in the forest and right to our camp.
„ They want to steal our ponies" said Kyra horrified.
„ We must stop them", I replied. „ After him!"
So fast and quiet as we could, we ran through the forest, not far behind the troll. If he made one step, we had to do thirty of them.
We hide behind a bush near our camp. Unfortunately, Fili and Kili didn't stay with the ponies and so the troll found them alone.
„ We must do something" whispered Kyra.
„ You get the dwarves and I follow our friend bag to the glade!"
Already she was gone. I ran after the troll and climbed on a small tree near the glade. From here I had a fantastic view about the next hundred meters. The troll dropped the ponies in a kind of cage. To my surprise there were also other ponies behind the gate. The trolls were still fighting about the food, which one of the trolls had made. As I heard a crack behind me, I turned around to face my enemy. But it was only Kyra with Fili, Kili and Bilbo.
„ He's got Myrtle and Minty" said Bilbo. „ I think they're gonna eat them. We have to do something!"
Brave, I thought.
We all agreed with his idea, but nobody was interested in a rescue mission. Kili decided that Bilbo should do something and left us with his brother to get the others. Kyra climbed at a tree near mine and waited until Bilbo was at the cage with the ponies. Firstly, he tried to opened the gate with his pure hands. As he saw that it would not work, he decided to took the knife from one of the trolls. The problem was, that this knife was attached to his hip with a belt. Fortunately, the troll was sitting but if Bilbo was not careful enough, he would notice him. Kyra sat down behind some branches and watched the situation. If something would happened to Bilbo, we would not hesitate to get to him and save him. My hand wandered to the sword on my belt. Bilbo put his hands on the knife and tried to get it. In this moment the troll stood up and scratched himself on his butt. I shared a disgusted gaze with Kyra. She looked more shocked than me and this was actually not necessary. Bilbo gave us a desperate look and tried it a second time. The troll sat again on the ground and watched his friend, while he was cooking. Looked like a soup or something similar.
„ Yummy" said Kyra and gave me a thumbs up. „ Bomburs soup looks so much better."
I nodded and searched Bilbo, who was still behind the troll. As he put his hand again on the knife, the troll grabbed right behind hisself and got Bilbo between his fingers. I could see that Kyra pressed her fingers together and took her sword silently out of her belt. I did it like her.
The troll lifted Bilbo to his face and blew in his clothing.
Kyra made some choking noises and wided her eyes in horror. Bilbo screamed and now had the whole attention on himself.
„ Blimey!" said the troll, who hold Bilbo in his arms. „ Bert, Bert. Look what's come out of me hooter. It's got arms and legs and everything."
He dropped Bilbo on the ground.
„ What are you? An oversized squirrel?" asked one of the other trolls.
„ Is this a reference to godzilla?" laughed Kyra and shook her head.
„ I'm a burglar-Uhh, hobbit!" answered Bilbo.
„ A burglar hobbit?"
Now I was the one, who laughed.
„ Can we cook him?"
„ We can try!"
One of the trolls tried to catch Bilbo, but the hobbit was a way smaller than the troll and crawled between their legs. When he wanted to escape into the forest, one of the trolls caught him and lifted him up.
Kyra wanted to jump off the tree but I hold her back. „ Wait! When the dwarves arrive, we must stay here."
She looked at me with a questioned gaze.
„ We have to save them, because the trolls will catch them all."
„ Allright" said Kyra. „ I forgot this part of the movie."
„ Are there any more of you little fellas hiding where you shouldn't?" asked the troll. Bilbo gave as a quick gaze and shooked his head: „ No!"
„ He's lying" said another troll. „Hold his toes over the fire. Make him squeal!"
Just in this moment Kili came out of the forest and hit the troll with his sword.
„ Drop him" screamed Kili.
„ You what?"
„ I said: Drop him!"
The troll dropped Bilbo and Kili had to drop his sword too, to catch Bilbo. Both hit the ground as the other dwarves arrived at the glade. Kyra and I watched the scenery from our trees and waited for our turn.
The dwarves were tough fighters and showed us some of her skills. Furthermore, Fili and Kili were the best fighters after Thorin. They helped each other with some artistic feats, which was a competition to the circus. Kyra looked quite impressed and decided to improve herself in sword fighting. Meanwhile, Bilbo rescued the ponies as a troll catched him again. We watched helpless as he grabbed the hobbit with his paws.
„ Lay down your arms or we'll rip his off" threatened a troll.
Unwilling the dwarves dropped her weapons and waited. After some minutes the dwarves were packed in bags or tied up over the fire.
As one troll wanted to eat a dwarf, Kyra and I started to climb off the tree. Right in this moment Bilbo stood up and we hid ourselves behind a branch again.
„ Wait" shouted Bilbo. „ You are making a terrible mistake!"
„ He is crazy" murmured Kyra.
„ Shhh", I hissed and showed her to be quiet.
„ You can't reason with them. They're half-wits" said Dori.
„ Half-wits?" complained Bofur. „ What does that make us?"
„ I meant with the seasoning" continued Bilbo.
„ What about the seasoning?" asked a troll.
Bilbo played really well. „ Have you smelt them? You're gonna need something stronger than sage before you plate this lot up."
The dwarves seemed pissed off and offended Bilbo infront of the trolls.
„ Like children, they don't become what they want", I stated.
„ Don't tell me that you don't act like that sometimes" murmured Kyra.
„ What do you know about cooking dwarves?" asked the troll.
„ I would like to know the same" added Kyra.
The other troll yelled at his friend. „ Shut up. Let the flurgaburburhobbit talk."
Bilbo played that he first had to think about that question. „ The secret to cooking dwarf is...uhh...to skin them first."
The dwarves liked horrified and screamed in fear.
„ Tom, get me filleting knife" instructed the troll.
„ What a load of rubbish" yelled his friend. „ I've eaten plenty with their skins on. Scarf them, I say, boots and all."
Without warning Kyra had to sneeze. Now we had the attention on us.
„ Bless you" said one of the trolls.
„ What was that sound?" asked another.
His eyes searched through the trees. We didn't move and even stopped breathing. Suddenly the troll ran exactly in our direction. Without thinking I jumped off the tree and rolled over the ground. I heard that Kyra was right behind me. In contrast to me, she stood up and ran around the troll. It was difficult for him to catch her, but as his friends joined the hide and seek game, she came out of the defense and jumped over the fire. She rolled over the ground and stopped infront of the dwarves.
„ I would give you money for this show", I shouted and ran into the offensive. I picked up a stone and threw it on the head of the troll. The beast looked now really angry and made a step in my direction. In the meantime, Kyra jumped on a heavy rock and landed on the other side.
„ Come and catch me", she said and climbed on a tree. I swung myself on a branch and balanced over it.
„ Come on, Kyra", I called. „ Show what you have learned in the sport lesson."
My best friend jumped right between the fingers of the troll and made a role forward next to the dwarves.
„ I had no idea that I was able to do this",she screamed and ran to me. Before one of the trolls could catch me, Kyra jumped infront of me and landed between his fingers. During the trolls were busy with Kyra, I turned to the dwarves and started to free them.
„ Look what we get there!" said the troll and watched Kyra detailled. Kyra had crossed her arms and looked like a big boss.
„ What's your problem, you giant idiot", she screamed and punished the troll with his fist. It didn't work at all.
„ It is a cheeky little animal" murmured another troll.
„ Animal?" asked Kyra. „ Do I look like an animal? In your case, I would think about your next answer!" Her undertone was really threatening. Meanwhile, I had rescued Fili and Kili. The brothers helped me with the rest of the company.
„ Get your dusgusting fingers of my body" screamed Kyra and gave the troll a death gaze.
„ It is talking to much" said the troll. „ Let's eat it, so it shut up."
„ No!" screamed Kyra, as the troll hold her about his mouth. When I turned around, I could see how the troll put my friend in his mouth.
„ The dawn will take you all" called a voice and I breathed in relief. Gandalf had joined us.
He rammed his wand into the rock, which splittet into two parts and revealed the rising sun. Immidiately the trolls turned to stone.
Unfortunately, Kyra was still into the mouth of the stone troll. The question was now, how we could get her out. And if she was still alive.
Some of the dwarves took their weapons and hit the stoned troll. But it seemed to work not so much. Kili, Fili and I climbed on top of the troll and hit the face with our swords. When Dwalin came with his ax, he hit a hole into the mouth. With every stroke the hole became bigger. Thorin joined us and together we created a hole, which was bigger than I. Ori gave me a rope, which I tied around my waist. The four dwarves held the rope tight and liftet me down into the hole.
„ That looks interesting" was my first comment.
Now I saw Kyra. She sat confused on a tooth and held tight there. Disgusted, I grimaced, as I saw that Kyra was covered with troll spittle.
I took her wrist and gave a sign to the dwarves, that they could pull us up. Together we reached the exit and Kyra took Kilis hand. The dwarf pulled her into his arms and helped her down to the ground. I removed the rope and followed the dwarves. Gandalf and Thorin had an old-man-conversation on the ground and Kyra tried to clean her clothes as best as she could.