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The sun shone through a gap in the curtain that Thorin had left by accident, he slowly woke up. The sound of birds chirping outside helped him wake up completely. It was a nice way to wake up, the sun, the birds, no stress or…..

" Shit, I need to buy the ponies" Thorin jumped up, quickly putting on his clothes and running out of the room.

"Woah, watch where you're going" Bilbo stepped back out of Thorin's ways.

"My apologies, I need to get the ponies this morning" He slowed down to a walk, Bilbo stepping up next to him.

"Yes, do you know where you are going to buy the ponies ?"

"On our way here we walked past a horse-dealer he gave us the name of a hobbit that sells ponies"

"If you tell me the name I can tell you where you would find them"

"Gorbadoc Brandybuck"

"Hah, yeah I know the place. Come have breakfast, I'll tell you how to get there while we eat"

Breakfast was an unusually loud affair for Bilbo, but that's not to say he did not enjoy it.

The dwarrow even early in the morning made a simple breakfast into a celebration. They laughed, cheered and told tales of battles and adventures. Bilbo sat back in his seat, listening, glad that life was brought back into the smial. That it would be for the next few weeks. He would get to see it like it once when his parents were still alive one last time before he left. He wasn't expecting to return alive from this grand adventure. Not if the last person they were waiting for was who he thought.

When breakfast was over Thorin left with Dwalin, Balin and Fili. Promising to return with ponies in a couple of hours.

Bilbo decided to take this time to begin to get to know the dwarrows, he would be travelling with them after all.

'The younger one would be the easy place to begin' he thought to himself looking at Ori and Kili. 'maybe Kili first while he's on his own, Nori and Dori don't look like like they are leaving Ori any time soon'

He stood up from his seat at the table and made his way over to the corner of the room where Kili was sat on the floor, checking his arrows and sharpening any that needed to be.

"Hello Kili, did you sleep well last night?"

Kili jumped, fumbling with his arrows trying his best not to drop them. He had not heard Bilbo walking over to him.

" I didn't see you there sorry"

Bilbo waved him off, sitting down on the floor in front of him.

"It Baggins but call me Bilbo and its fine" he smiled at him

"Oh right Bilbo, yes I had a great sleep thank you."

"That's good, so a bow and arrow is your main weapon of choice ?"

"Yes, I know its more the elves then the dwarrow that go for archery, I don't know any dwarrow that archery is their first choice, but I'm not as strong as some dwarrow but I have great eyesight and great accuracy so I went against what was expected and played to my strengths. Not everyone is happy, but it means that I can help to the best of my ability so I don't care."

'He must think I agree with who ever it is that think he shouldn't do archery'

"I think it's great that you are an archer, I was just wondering if we had someone in our group who could do long range attacks, I was hoping that everyone wasn't only trained in close range fighting so when I saw you with a bow I thought I would ask. It will be so useful on our journey to know that there is an archer watching our backs at all times."

Kili grinned, glad that Bilbo had no qualms about him and archery, and he thought of the archer as the protector as well wait until Fi hears this.

"What is your weapon of choice? I remember you had a small sword was that it ? where did that come from? It was really nice" Kili began firing questions, almost vibrating where he was sitting.

"Yes, the sword is my first choice, I got it on a past job of mine, it was made by elves."

"Could you use a different weapon before you got your sword?"

"I used throwing knives before, I was trained by a man when I received the sword. It was hard going from throwing knives to the sword but it was definitely worth it."

"Did your job go okay ?"

"Oh yeah that job was just an information thing,it was easy"

"Do you do lots of jobs like that ?"

"I do all kinds of jobs, information would be my biggest though whether by spy or upfront. Every job I have done has been dangerous, some more than others."

"That's so cool, you've probably seen so much of middle earth haven't you "

"I have seen a lot but there is still so much more to see, you could travel your whole life and still not see it all"

"How old are you?"

"I'm 94,you are younger are you not ?"

"Do hobbits have the same life span as dwarves ? i'm 77"

"Yes we do, we just hit maturity earlier than you do. We become mature at 33"

"That's so young though" Kili couldn't believe it.

"Not for hobbits, it's not."

"You are much younger then you seem"

"Your younger than me so lets not okay"

"Ok sorry" Kili laughed, clearly not caring.

"What are you lads talking about?"

Both Bilbo and Kili looked up to see Bofur grinning down at them

"Bilbo was saying how great it is to have someone with a bow to protect everyone's backs " Kili almost shouted, grinning, puffing out his chest.

"Was he now, well it is a good thing alright. We need someone who will be able to see farther than most of us are able and can do long range attacks while we focus on the close ones" Bofur puffed on his pipe as he thought out loud.

It was then that Thorin and the small group returned. Kili hopped up the moment he saw them.

"Fi guess what" he called as he ran over.

"You know that was good what you did there" Bofur said to Bilbo, looking over at Kili and Fili. The two looking so much like children with how happy they were over something so small.

"I only spoke truthfully" Bilbo shrugged. He held out his hand and Bofur grabbed it and pulled him up.

"Still, not many would."

"You seem like a person that would." Bilbo smiled knowingly

"You got me there" Bofur laughed

"I have to go and get ready for a meeting I have, sorry" Bilbo looked at the clock and couldn't believe he had left it so late.

He walked out of the sitting room into the hall. Thorin saw him and walked over to him

" Now I know that you are not looking forward to this meeting but leaving it this late to get changed is a little childish don't you think ?" Thorin smirked, walking with Bilbo as he made is way to his room

"I didn't do this on purpose Thorin, I was talking with your nephew and lost track of the time."

"Oh? what was so interesting that made you lose track of time?" Thorin asked suddenly a lot more interested

"We were talking about archery, nothing to be concerned about don't worry" Bilbo smirked

"I wasn't concerned." Thorin mumbled looking away

"Uh huh, Well anyway unless you would like to watch while I change?"

"Ah no sorry, I'll leave you to get ready" Thorin quickly walked off, cheeks red.

Bilbo opened the door to his room laughing at Thorin's quick departure

'He gets flustered easily, that might be fun to play with on our journey'

"Thorin, Balin are you ready?" Bilbo loudly called out as he walked down the hall and into the dining room.

Everyone was sitting at the table, talking in smaller groups. They looked over as he walked in and stopped talking.

"We're ready to go" Thorin said, standing up. He walked over to Bilbo looking at him carefully.

'He looks different, still good though'

Bilbo was wearing brown trousers that went to just below his knees, a cream long sleeved shirt and a dark cream/yellow waistcoat with gold embroidery. The front of his hair was neatly pulled back and fastened with an ornate gold clip. If you looked closely though you could see where his earrings usually were, you could see the size difference between him and the hobbits they had seen wandering around. He was a wolf in sheep's clothing.

As they walked out, Balin coming up behind them, they could hear the others talking loudly. Some questioned why he was dressed like that, others laughed at how he looked like the gentle folk who wouldn't last a day on their adventure.

They slowly made their way to The Great Smial, Bilbo leading them. They passed by many hobbits, they all looked the other way when they saw them, gossiping the moment they passed.

"Hobbits don't like new things" Bilbo explained

"And we are new" Balin looked at Bilbo for confirmation

"We don't get anyone coming here really. This sort of thing rarely happens, not enough for them to get used to outsiders regularly entering the shire anyway. So seeing someone that is different, not a hobbit. They don't like it"

"When was the last time this happened?"

"Around 10 years ago I think."

"What do you usually do?" Thorin asked

"I have the innkeepers in the towns around the shire informed that if anyone comes looking for me to send a letter."

"So they never enter the Shire?"

"Yeah they don't set foot in it and I don't need to go through all of this "

" I see"

They walked for an hour and a half in total before they finally arrived at The Great Smial.

Bilbo walked up to the large red door and and Balin stood just behind him as they waited.

The large door swung open revealing an older male hobbit. He had silver curly hair and tanned skin. He was wearing dark green trousers, a cream shirt with a deep red waistcoat which was embroidered with colourful flowers and had gold engraved buttons.

Looking closely Thorin and Balin could see some similarities between this hobbit and Bilbo, they must be related.

"I am Gerontius Took, the Thain. Come in we have a lot to discuss." He turned around and walked back into the smial, the three following behind.

They walked down winding hallways as they went deeper into the large building. They finally came to a large wooden door, the Thain pushed it open and waved them all inside the room.