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"I'm Kili. That's Fili my brother." The man said flicking a thumb at the driver. Kili had shaggy dark hair that contrasted his brothers blond locks only in color. "Our uncle's your new boss." Kili said nodding at the man next to Bilbo.
"It's a pleasure." Bilbo said smiling kindly at the trio.
"Uncle Thorin? Aren't you going to say hi?" Fili asked in a teasing tone. Thorin was his name, Bilbo mused. Well, Thorin, had a short pony tail of hair that matched Kili's in color and he seemed to be a dark brooding man. Thorin huffed in response to Fili's teasing and the two fell silent. Kili though, kept up a constant stream of chatter and babble, allowing occasional short answers from Bilbo. When the car finally stopped, the three got out and Bilbo realized they were at an airport.
"No one told me we'd be going on a plane." Bilbo hissed at Kili anxiously.
"We're just flying there for the day." Kili replied, his laughter adding a light tease to his words.
"Forget your undies?" Fili teased, laughing with his brother.
"Indeed I did." Bilbo replied. He supposed it wasn't the right time to tell them them he'd, A) never been on a plane and B) he was more than a little terrified of flying. He sucked in a deep breath before trailing after the three men who seemed to part the crowds like royalty. They went to a more private and secluded part of the chaotic airport for people with private planes and jets before their small group joined with a larger group. There was much hugging and shoulder slapping before they settled down and Balin came over to talk to the rather frightened Bilbo.
"So, has he spoken to you yet?" Balin asked, eyeing Thorin carefully.
"No. And you didn't tell me much of anything about this job." Bilbo hissed. He knew getting into it with a boss wasn't exactly the best way to start a job but he would have liked some, if any warning. Balin laughed.
"The plane appears to be ready." Balin said, diverting Bilbo's attention from his fear of this new job to the large brown and gold plane approaching. "Her name's Eagle." Balin whispered before the crowd was swept up into the craft that seemed to be made for the rich. Bilbo felt very out of place as he found a seat among the family of rich people. He made sure it gave him a good vantage point of Thorin, not having let the man out of his sight. Bilbo's fingers gripped the armrests as the plane began takeoff.