JAhbdueshyngdrjgb THANK YOU! I never expected anyone to actually read this let alone favourites and follows.
And how do I repay you? I dont update for days. Whoops. Sorry school got in the way of writting. But next week I'm on holiday, so I shall update almost daily.
AGAIN THANK YOU
The Shaws were a dirty, noisy and on the whole untrustworthy city. Setting foot there for the first time, Kili loved it. No-one even gave the company a second glance, despite them being heavily armed. Tall buildings made of stone, with thatched straw roofs, street vendors selling suspicious meat, the smell of stale fish and sea salt, and the bustle of a market town enthralled the young boy, making him want to break away from his friends and explore the place more.
"Thorin, I tell you it's too dangerous to stay the night. We must resupply and leave at once."
"We can have one night's rest on land. We're not being chased by someone. Am I not the leader of this co- Gandalf, where are you going?"
"To seek the company of someone wiser!" the man replied, already halfway across the little square they'd found themselves in.
"And who's that?" Bilbo inquired
"Myself, master Baggins."
Thorin sighed in irritation at Gandalf's sudden departure, not allowing it to weigh the company down.
"Fili, Kili, you keep watch at the Sirene. The rest of you, we'll re-stock."
Having received their instructions, Kili and his brother headed back to the ship in disappointment.
"Why does she need guarding anyway? It's not like someone can walk away with a ship her size." Kili muttered to himself.
Fili grunted in agreement, throwing pebbles into the ocean to relieve himself of some of his boredom and pent up energy. They made a pleasing –ploof!- sound when hitting the surface.
Bilbo was soon sent off with a task of delivering food to the two members of the company who'd been left on watch. He found them right by the edge of the ocean, both of them looking at the horizon, chattering quietly with each other, their facial expressions changing by the millisecond. Once again, it struck Bilbo how young these two were, and he couldn't help but wonder why they were risking their lives on something such as this. His thoughts were interrupted by their jovial cheer of 'Food!' as the two boys rushed towards him, taking the soup bowls out of his hands at lightning speed.
"You don't know how to swim." Kili pointed out through bites of food. Bilbo laughed nervously.
"But we can teach you." Fili continued his brothers sentence after swallowing. "In fact, we have to teach you."
Bilbo tried to protest, but the brothers would have none of it. If he was going to be aboard the Sirene, he would learn how to swim.
"No, really there's no need to-whoaaaAAAh!" Bilbo fell face first into the ocean. Two splashes followed only seconds later, and he was being pulled to the surface.
"See, not that hard." Fili remarked, laughing when Bilbo glared at him.
"Now, treading water is simple. Move your legs in a circular motion, and it will keep your head above the surface of the water. Keep your hands for balance." Kili instructed.
Slowly, Bilbo started to get the hang of what the two boys were telling him. After half an hour, he knew how to hold his breath and could almost swim feebly.
Kili dove underwater to scare the burglar, but when he resurfaced, Bilbo was nowhere to be seen. Moving his head around, he saw Bilbo on the pier, held up by the scruff of his shirt by a massive man, with meaty hands the size of his face. He sped over, hand on the sword he kept on his person at all times.
"Drop him!" Kili commanded, the instant his feet hit solid earth.
The man –now joined by another two thugs his size- just laughed. Kili drew his sword, his face a younger version of Thorin's deadly glare.
"I said drop him!"
"Waddaya reckon Bert? Should we listen to the boy?"
The one named Bert walked behind Kili, and he was caught in a triangle with no way of escape.
"I recon we should kill him too, William" Bert laughed maliciously.
"Nah, the burglecobbler should be enough pay."
Bilbo whimpered in Williams arms, sending Kili a pleading glace. He was not used to any kind of situation like this. And Kili realized that, but only after he lashed out towards the third member of the gang, who's sailors shirt seemed to write 'Tom' on the front.
"What are you going to do little boy? There's one of you, and three of us."
MUAHAHAHAH CLIFFHANGER. Another part of my thank you.