A deleted scene in "Trollshaw" when Lori yells at Thorin.

Great, thought Maia. We've crash landed into a world of elf-haters! She expected a fiercely protective Lori arguing all evening once the little girl heard this piece of news. No doubt the kid overheard Thorin, and was probably crushed that elves were not the goody two-shoes she always thought them to be. I know how you feel, sis.

Lori had been silent for a long time.

Everyone was unpacking their belongings while Fili and Kili were leading the ponies in pairs toward the edge of the forest. When Gandalf had stormed off in anger, Lori was worried. She had never really seen the usually friendly, twinkle-eyed wizard look that infuriated. She wondered what exchanged between him, Thorin, and Maia in the farm house.

But when she heard the heated argument between the Dwarf King and her sister, Lori listened with growing shock and dread of how much Thorin and the dwarves despised the elves.

If there had been anyone who had been disconcerted with the usually rambunctious little girl's deafening silence, Bilbo was the first to show it when he stepped in front of her sitting, hunched form. Her little arms were wrapped around her skinny legs, folded tightly to her chest whilst her knees and dark hair strands half-covered a heavy pout. Her teddy bear dangled loosely to one side.

"Lori, are you alright?"

Lori said nothing. Bilbo crouched beside her and put a hand on her tiny, frail shoulder. "Lori, you have been awfully quiet. What is it?"

"Thorin is wrong!"

Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned at Lori's sudden declaration. The little girl stood up rapidly, hugging her bear to her chest as she stomped over to Thorin with a giant frown on her face. Thorin merely frowned back.

"Elves are not bad!" exclaimed Lori, glaring up at him. "They're good! They're cute, happy, and make toys! Like y'all do!" She looked around for emphasis, noting the dwarves sudden discomfort. "And they're magical and...and everyone's best friend! Like you guys..."

"If you had not been paying attention, child," gritted Thorin, patience spreading thin already, "elves are nothing but traitorous scum! They are greedy and ignorant, as you are simply naive!" He loomed above the fuming little girl with enough effect to intimidate the entire group. "You see not what lies beneath their pretty faces! You know nothing!"

"You're a big liar!" screamed Lori, her eyes now shining with tears. She didn't know what "naive" meant, but Thorin made it sound like he insulted her. She may be a little intimidated by the Dwarf King, like a ferocious kitten facing against an angry black bear, but she was too passionate about her topic to stand down.

Lori pointed up him angrily. "You're the one who's stupid and ig-ner-ent!"

Thorin and some of the elder dwarves bristled at such disrespect this little brat was showing. If she had been a dwarfing, especially one of relation, they would have tanned her hide for not only insulting the leader of their race, but of having the nerve to call elves "good people." The term 'elf' or 'elfling' in their ways were often used as horrible insults or verbal harassments.

"What did you say?" growled Thorin, raising his hand slightly, dangerously at a close enough range of hit the tiny child when hedged any further.

Kyle was behind her and grabbing her shoulder, looking very uneasy with the exchange. His normally sweet, cheerful little sister was now throwing a tantrum, and doing it toward the Dwarf who had the authority to banish them from the Company if he wanted did not inspire confidence. "Okay, Lori," he said cautiously, "you really need to calm down. Just let it go, already..."

"No!" Lori pulled away violently. "Thorin is a BIG, FAT LIAR! Daddy said that elves are good people!"

"Dad said a lot of things, L," Kyle said tightly.

"Mommy said so, too!" protested Lori insistently. "You said so! Everybody says so! You know I'm right!"

"As strongly as you voice your opinion, child," said Thorin, barely keeping his temper in check, "it would be wise that you would keep it to yourself, or I will lose my temper!"

Lori humphed and crossed her arms. "S'not like you haven't before!" she retorted, her squeaky voice sounding nasty. "I'm not scared of you!"

"Lori!" This time, the little girl cringed when Maia raised her voice at her before Thorin would. The older girl stomped over and grabbed her little arm roughly. "Lor-Hey!" Lori struggled, but Maia yanked so that the child was facing her. Her gray eyes blazed with a mixture of anger, warning, and some sadness. "That was very mean of you to say. Say your sorry to Thorin right now!"

But Lori was stubborn, her brown eyes unusually hardened and her cheeks tinted red. "No!"

"Then you're gonna get a timeout! Say your sorry or you're getting a timeout."

Angry tears running down her cheeks, feeling betrayed that her brother and sister was not backing her up, Lori shook her head, her hair dancing with the fast movement. "Mm-mn!" She absolutely refused to let the big, scary Thorin win her argument. If she had let him win, then that meant disgracing all her favorite magical creatures, and her father's words on story. In a way, Thorin was also insulting her daddy and his wisdom. As far she knew, Daddy knew everything.

So in the end, Maia gave her a timeout and sent her to the other side of camp with a pointed finger and a scary-Mommy face. Not long after that, a silently angered Thorin ordered Nori to sit by the "Dainson youngling" and not let her leave his sight, in which the thief obeyed.

"Miss Dainson, it would be very convenient that you control that child," Thorin said darkly. "I will not tolerate any disrespect to her elders, much less while I am around! The same warning goes for the two of you!"

"Hey, give us a break! She just-" Kyle started, but was pulled back by Maia, who shook her head at him before turning to Thorin.

"I-I'm so sorry! She...She doesn't understand..." Lori could just hear her big sister hastily apologizing to Thorin for her little sister's earlier behavior. Huffing in anger, she crossed her little arms and just fumed in her spot.

It was not fair!

The sun had set and the moon had risen. The crickets and frogs started chirping. The smell of Bombur's famous cooking stew was already floating in the air from the glowing fire within the hut, where the Company was gathered in a merry chatter as if the previous argument hadn't happened, making her stomach grumble.

Lori was crushed.

She was sitting on the grassy ground with her legs wrapped in her arms, hugging her teddy bear. She was pouting, tears from earlier still running down her cheeks, sticking to her hair strands.

She was so mad at Thorin right now. Mad at all the dwarves. Mad at Maia and Kyle for trying to calm her down.

How can they say that elves were bad people? Elves were good! They were cute, happy, and make toys for kids, like dwarves do. They were magical and everyone's best friend. Just like Santa's elves, the Shoemakers, and warrior ones from the fantasy books and video games Kyle and Maia showed her. The ones Daddy had told her about in his stories, and even drew for her one time, saying they were tall and wise and lived a long time, like watchful guardians.

Like archangels.