Having been lead out to the forge, Dwalin and Thorin proceeded to, make starlight imbued mythril dwarfish locks and protections for bilbo's front and back doors and all his windows, then Thorin made some extra throwing blades for bilbo, Whilst the hobbit went to his grandfather's house to explain his imminent departure.
Bilbo returned looking rather harried and frazzled, apparently his grandfather is the gossiping kind that enjoy juicy details,of all the comings and goings of all of hobbiton.
After some lunch bilbo went to see drogo and primula his cousins, to have them move Into a hobbit hole closer to bag end so he could take over the head of family duties whilst bilbo was away, drogo was shocked, he had been on some of bilbo's more tame and local adventures but to learn his cousin was going so far and for who knows how long and that he and prim were to take over for their favourite cousin in his family duties it was a surprise to the system.
'Oh, one more thing before I leave, drogo, you can't just up and decide to go somewhere grandfather has said with me... now what were his words, ah yes, with me buggering off to go galavanting with a bunch of dwarves, drogo is to stay put, no wandering, no visits to Bree and absolutely no boat trips!, you got that prim both of you must understand that grandfather will be watching you both closely' bilbo said as no nonsense as he possibly could.
Looking a little grumpy and put out both prim and drogo agreed and moved their meager possessions over to their new home, incidentally the house they were moved to was next door to bag end and they were told, "prim you have always been my favourite cousin and when you told me you were to wed drogo I decided I would give you both a grand gift but as I'm more than likely will not be here for the nuptials I will give it to you now" pulling out the keys to their new home he said " this house and all its furniture is yours now it is your gift and you will never pay rent" bilbo said again in a no nonsense tone.
After their initial shock they entered their home thanked their cousin profusely then proceeded to the market to fill their pantries and larder to the brim, so overflowing with joy not even a sacksville-baggins could ruin their mood.
Bilbo returned with a small grin on his lips to a house in utter chaos, all his food had been found and another feast was well underway, Thorin wore a stoic mask until he met bilbo's eye, the guilty conscience obvious to bilbo the moment it reared its ugly head, Thorin had obviously told or been followed by one of the miscreants to at least one of his stashes, 'well the jokes on them' bilbo thought to himself, 'I am a hobbit after all there's more where that came from' walking into his second and then third empty pantries he then went over to another false wall to his hidden cold room, pulling out some puddings pies and some bacon and eggs to make himself and Thorin some dinner, turning around he came face to face with said dwarf who's eyes were taking in the true marvel that was theses hobbits abilities to hide food.
It seemed to Thorin they wouldn't starve or want for much of home comforts on this quest, if bilbo was this good with rationing then they would be fine, "oh by the way Thorin I have some spare oilskin cloaks that should fit if anyone needs them their in the large closet in the room you slept in last night, I also have well padded light bed rolls in the same closet, free for use as well" bilbo said as though his thoughts were in tune with his own definitely won't be wanting much upon this journey except perhaps fine weather, but even then with the offer of oilskins that should be covered as well.
His mate seemed to be the type to be prepared for everything and all possible outcomes, which reassured Thorin to no end, he himself hadn't thought about the need for an oilskin and had hoped they would have enough coin to buy what ever they lacked, now all items were in abundance and the coin was replenished it felt like being given a mother's hug when you had lost your way, the true uplifting feeling of being taken care of by someone who truly cares for your wellbeing.
Checking all their supplies all that was lacking were items that balin and ori would require for the scribing of their quest, as balin spoke to Thorin about the need for such items bilbo grabbed both ori and balin dragging them to the study where he had a self inking set of quills and brushes gifts from the elves with plain black ink, rusty iron red, emerald green and a star light invisible ink that would show up in starlight or moon light you need only stick the writing implement into the ink pot then the implement would absorb its fill the feather would change colour progressively until it faded back to it's original colour to show it was out of ink it also had two leather bound journals perfect for the quest, bilbo the handed over a tin of drawing pencils and charcoal to young ori who was beaming like Christmas had come early.
Although balin and ori were extra tic both Gandalf and Thorin were a might shocked by bilbo's generosity and Thorin asked "bilbo why would you give away such an expensive gift and to perfect strangers?", 'I'm your mate, they are your kin, your family is my family so im just sharing my things with my family,' he said with an easy air and a shrug of his shoulders, the grin on Gandalf's face was wide and the sparkle in his eyes showed the happiness of having picked the right hobbit for this journey.
The love and admiration shining in Thorin's eyes was a little surprising to bilbo, he didn't think he had done anything to warrant the reaction he got from his one, the thoughts running through the Kings mind were the complete opposite, 'my one, he accepts us all of us, there is no other as honourable.