So, chapter two, and it's only a few days later. I wouldn't get too comfortable with the quick updates. I'm currently on break, and I return to school in less than a week. But if I keep my motivation, I will continue this story.

Disclaimer is in the first chapter. But, I don't own anything associated with J.R.R Tolkien's work, just what is an obvious change.


Thorin Oakenshield. The grumpiest man I have ever had the pleasure of meeting, and he was the one in charge of this circus. The circus, that by the knowing will of my coworkers, had signed me up for. Great, and to top it all off, he clearly doesn't like me. Or Bilbo for that matter. I had learned the man's name and the fact that he was a hobbit. Upon that fact, I was informed that the rest of the company was composed of dwarves. Lovely. I knew Gandalf was a wielder of magic, a wizard in fact. That would explain the one dwarf's outburst earlier. Come to think of it, I still had yet to learn the rest of the company's names. I sat in a chair adjacent from the dining area, looking into the living room, watching Gandalf and Bilbo have a conversation. It must have something to do with the fact that Bilbo had passed out cold not five minutes before.

"What could you be thinking about that has you so deep in thought?" A voice to my right spoke, interrupting my thoughts. I looked over to see the dwarf that had antagonized Bilbo earlier, the one wearing a funny hat.

"I was actually going over the fact that I know none of your guys' names," I replied, turning to look at him, "and since I somehow managed to be roped into this so called company, I think names would be a smart choice." To this he chuckled then removed his hat.

"Bofur, at your service." He, now known as Bofur, introduced himself by giving me a slight bow.

"Well, then nice to make your acquaintance Bofur," I said, giving a slight nod of my head, "I'm Y/N." He smiled to me, placing his hat back on his head. Before he had a chance to say anything else, the dwarf that had asked me earlier if I was a wizard came walking in our direction with a blonde dwarf beside him. They stepped in front of me and then bowed to me as well.

"Fili and Kili, at your service." They introduced themselves, together no less. So I assumed that they were brothers, or related in one way or another.

"Y/N, to you as well." I greeted back, not realizing what I had just done. Because the next thing I knew, the rest of the group that was gathered in the dining area basically surrounded me, and introduced themselves.

Through this process I met the other members of Bofur's family, Bifur and Bombur. Then I was introduced to the brothers Nori, Ori, Dori, the brothers Oin and Gloin, and lastly the brother Dwalin and Balin. Balin was the dwarf who had handed me my contract earlier. With introductions out of the way, the company made their way into the living room, seeing that Bilbo had exited it, in a huff it had seemed.

"You are free to sleep on the couch, or wherever you like." Was the only thing Bilbo offered as he walked to the back of his home. Most likely to his bedroom.

"It seems we have lost our burglar." I heard Balin sigh to Thorin. Burglar? So that was why the company of dwarves and the wizard had gathered in Bilbo's home. They needed him for this little escapade to reclaim a mountain. Or something like that. I wasn't exactly sure what exactly this group was on about, but I was stuck with them. Oh well. And it seemed that Bilbo had decided against joining the company and making the journey. The poor thing was scared of what was out there.

To be honest, the idea of traveling across this foreign land, with a group of people, being completely men, I did not know, and doing who knows what should have terrified me as well. The thing was, I didn't want to be left behind in this little home. I knew it would be a while before my coworkers had another portal up and running, and even longer before they figured out how to get back to whatever world or timeline I was currently in. Portals weren't an exact science, which was why I was a part of the test group. Our goal was to figure out how they worked, where they placed people, and it was supposed to be set up to where I could get back. It seemed that in the height of the moment, my special group of idiots forgot that little fact. So, this wasn't exactly my ideal of testing a portal, but to be honest, I had been involved in way more dangerous situations. And stupid as well. What? Just because I call my coworkers idiots didn't mean I wasn't totally involved in the shenanigans as well.

My head snapped up when it seemed that there was singing coming from the living room. I made my way to the room from my chair near the dining room, where I basically refused to move from the chair I had claimed. I, trying to be as quiet as possible, make my way around the wall, and observe what was happening in the room. The group was in fact singing. I became almost entranced in the low tones and harmonies the group was performing. I may be a scientist for magic, but I was a band kid as well! So, perform a good piece and I'm sold, and that was exactly what was happening with this group. I realized that the song was about a mountain. The mountain that the group was wanting to reclaim, from a dragon. A dragon? Are they kidding me? Great, we were off to fight a dragon. No way to back out now, I had signed that damn contract.

As quickly as the song had begun, it was over, and the group was wondering about to get ready to sleep.

"We're leaving at soon as possible tomorrow morning, so I suggest you get to sleep now." Thorin informed, turning and walking away from the group. I waited for the men to leave the room, since I was staking a claim on the couch, and suddenly a thought hit me. What in the ever loving hell was I going to wear? I could honestly make clothes, but I really didn't want to put the effort into that. It wasn't hard to magick clothes, it was just super tedious and annoying. Just as I was about to really consider turning one of the pillows into a sleep set, Gandalf approached me.

"I thought you might need this." He told me, holding out a bag, much like the ones I had seen the dwarves with.

"Thank you, so much." I said, opening the bag to see what exactly was inside. Inside was a set of clothes to travel in, a pair of boots, a bed roll, and more camping like objects. This would make traveling a little less stressful, plus I could always just magick more stuff should I need it. I was still wearing my jeans, long sleeve shirt, and lab coat from this morning. I reached in and grabbed the legging like pants, looked around to make sure no one was around, and changed into the pants. I kept the long sleeve shirt I wearing on, since the tunic didn't look very comfortable. I pulled the blanket off the top of the bag and made my bed upon the couch.

It seemed like the rest of the company was setting their bedrolls out around the entrance way of the house. Thorin, Fili, and Kili had taken a spot closest to the door, Nori, Ori, and Dori had made their base in the kitchen, Dwalin and Balin were in the area near the pantry, and Bifur, Bofur, and Bomber had made their beds closest to the living room area where I was. Returning to setting my own bed up, I moved the pillows around, mostly by putting the extras on the floor by my head. I then hunkered down, brought the blanket up to my chin and tried to go to sleep.

I hoped to all that was good, as I lied on that tiny ass couch, listening to the sounds of dwarves trying to sleep, that my insomnia wouldn't make an appearance tonight. I also said a silent prayer that Bilbo had changed his mind by morning and would actually be accompanying us on this trip. That way I wouldn't be the only one Thorin didn't like, and wouldn't be the only odd one out.

'Get your shit together, Bilbo.' Was the last thing that crossed my mind as I finally welcomed sleep.


Well, let's hope I can keep this up. Good thing I'm going to read the book, so that should help.

As always

R&R for a Twix

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