Eventully, we reached a bright green round door that sat upon a hill, a white picket fence incased the blooming garden that was visible even in the dieing embers of the sun as it fell over the horizon. There was a distinct mumbling from behind the door as Gandalf reached up with staff and nock the door twice. Suddenly, the darrows all decided that they wanted to be the first to be seen by their burglar, so they began to push and shove as though they were children as they clambered to be the first through the door. I stepped back, a knowing smirk playing on my lips. The door swung aggressively open, the dwarfs fell forward with a in a pile. All of the groaning as the massive Bombur fell on top of them, pressing their faces into the polished floor. "Gandalf" the small curly hobbit greeted us, his voice not hiding his pleasure. The dwarfs ignore their host and clambered into the Hobbit hole without a back woulds glance as the thought of food clouded their thoughts. I stepped forwards and bowed at the waist. " Breezy Wells, at your service" I greeted the hobbit, a smile bloomed on his face, and his coppery curls bounced as he nodded his face. " at least someone has some manners, Bilbo Baggins at your service " and he too bowed at the waist, he than dashed off to the side as he spotted Oin carry a fragile armchair into the dinning room " that's an antique" his panicked voice assaulting me ears. I let a chuckle slip past my lips as I knew the night was only younger. As I mused on the night to come, something bumped into me and sent me flying into the floor in an awkward heap.
"Ohh, sorry miss" a husky voice responded as a young but firm hand reached to ease me, I accepted and allowed myself to be pulled up. And then I looked at him, and I was god smacked, it was like he had been carved by God himself, blond hair framed his face and two identical beads hung down from his golden mustrach, sliver beads glinting in the light that Bilbos home provided. Muscle were hidden beneath his tunic and armer, he was the most handsome dwarf and man that I had ever had the pleasure of laying eyes on. I felt my face blood as I reliasied I had been staring at the dwarf in front of me. " it's...it's ok" I found my own voice stuttering back, as I looked at the ground to avoid my face resembling a tomatoe any longer. A rough finger went under my chin and gently pushed my face towards the beautiful dwarf in front of me. " Fili, at your service," came his smooth voice as he bowed and kissed my hand, his braids generally nocking my hand as he moved. "And what is your beautiful name?" Fili asked his pale blue eyes staring into my own " Breezy", I replied to awstruck to say anything else. A smile lit up his face as he repeated my name, it looked as though he was going to say something else as call for him sounded from the dining room, he turned back to me an apologetic look on his face; " go, I'll talk to you later " I told him, he stayed a moment before turning to walk into the crowded dinning room. I was left alone and tried to calm my racing heart, I had always wanted to meet him, but I never thought it would be like this. I couldn't understand why I felt this way, or why I felt this was as stronge. It was like an uncontrollable force had taken hold of me and turned my insides to goo. I was royally fucked. I could have distractions not when I need to save him, to save them. I just couldn't.