Hey guys… Sorry I haven't updated in a while. Here's the next chapter of AfOLM hope you enjoy it. Thanks to all of the followers and favorites and I love you guys so so so much. Please review and follow and please enjoy. So far the only person to say anything about my pairing was a vote for Thorin so unless I get more votes on other characters she will be paired with Thorin.

BLUNT THE KNIVES?

"If this is some kind of a joke, well… HA! It's in very poor taste!" Just then Bilbo opened the door and a wall of Dwarves came flooding in. They all fell in with the biggest dwarf landing on top. In the back of the group I noticed Gandolf chuckling at the dwarves piled on the floor. "Gandolf." I heard Bilbo sigh.

The dwarves then stood up and fixed themselves back before starting to head towards the kitchen and dining room. Some went into the pantry to grab more food as others went about setting the table. Some of them I recognize, some I didn't. I saw old friends; Oin, Gloin, Bombur, Bofur, and Bifur. The others names I learned were Nori, a dwarf with star shaped hair; Ori, a young dwarf who was conservative, shy, and very polite; and Dori, a dwarf who loved his tea and was very pristine. Nori and Ori were the younger cousins of Dori.

"Lassie! So good to see you! It's been ages, you should have visited more!" Oin greeted me. I smiled big at him and grabbed him up in a hug. Oin was like a grandfather to me.

"Oin, how wonderful it is to see you!" I spoke loudly so that he could hear me with his growing deafness. He picked up a chair and bought it into the dining area.

"That's a tad excessive. You got a cheese knife?" I heard Bilbo ask Bombur, who was taking a couple of blocks of cheese. I shook my head with a grin at Bombur.

'Always eating.' I thought as Bofur spoke.

"Cheese knife? He eats it by the block." He then headed towards the dining area til he saw me. His grin grew big and he opened his arms wide. "Well, aren't you a site for sore eyes! I've missed ya, lass!"

"Bofur! I've missed you as well. Still making those wonderful toys?" I gripped him in a hug and hugged him tightly as he did the same.

"Of course, of course!" I clapped him gently on the shoulder and then I heard another voice speak out my name.

"Arien! I didn't think I'd see you here!" Bombur bellowed as he was walking back towards the pantry. He opened his arms wide before circling me with them. My eyes widened but my smile spread with it.

"Evening Bombur!" My voice was slightly strained as he picked me up off the ground. "I've missed you, my friend!" I gripped him just as tightly. We laughed and separated as Bofur spoke.

"Don't kill the lady Bombur!" He chuckled as his cousin set me down. Bombur then continued into the pantry to gather more food. I grabbed the rest with Bofur as I heard a voice say in Khuzdul.

"We are missing one, Gandolf." And I looked to see Bifur, Bofur's brother, slap his forearm I meaning that he's late.

"Yes, Bifur. Quite right. We are one Dwarf short."

Dwalin spoke up from behind Gandolf. "He's late is all. He had a meeting with our kin in the North. He will come."

Gandolf nodded at him as a Dwarf, who I've learned is Dori, came up behind him. "Mr. Gandolf? Here is the wine you requested. It has a fruity bouquet." Gandolf was handed a little wine glass filled with red wine.

"Ah. Thank you Dori." He then took a sip, or what he thought was a sip, but he ended up drinking the whole glass.

Bifur then came up in the same way Bofur greeted me, with arms wide open, he spoke. "Little one! It's been awhile since I've seen you! I'm glad you're here!"

I spoke back in Khuzdul. "Bifur! It's good to see you finally! I've missed you!"

He grabbed me up in a fierce hug, lifting me up slightly. I tilted my head to avoid the axe sticking out of his head. He sat me down and I kissed his cheek.

"Well I'll be! Arien, my dear girl! How are you?" I heard a voice from behind me. I turned and saw Gloin, who was also an old friend, whose son I watched every now and then. I loved his family.

"Gloin! I'm wonderful, wonderful. How's Gimli? Haven't seen him in a while." I said. Gloin wrapped an arm around my shoulders and led me to the dining area as the Dwarves settled down and started to eat.

"He's wonderful lass. Misses you terribly. Keeps wondering when you're coming over again." I laughed at him.

"Soon, Gloin, soon. I've been traveling as you well know."

He chuckled and patted me on the back causing me to jerk forward. I sat in between Gandolf and Dwalin as Fili all of a sudden jumped on the table with a couple of pints of ale.

"Who wants an ale? There you go!" He shoved a pint into my hands. "Have an ale." Next to me Dwalin then poured the rest of his drink into Oin's Horn then slammed it upside down on the table. Oin then took it away from his ear and blew the liquid out.

Bofur, at the end of the table, yelled, "Bombur!" and he looked up. Bofur threw a devilled egg at Bombur and he caught it in his mouth causing the whole table to erupt I cheers.

"Down on three." I heard someone say but didn't catch who. All of us held up our pints and Dwalin counted to three. All of us started to chug our ale. I drank it all down and not one drop fell down my chin. I managed to slam my jug down before the boys. Dwalin just finished after me and laughed at some of the Dwarves faces at my drinking so fast. He slapped me on the back.

Kili, Nori, and Ori then continued to have a belching contest. Ori ended winning surprisingly. We all had our fill of food before we spread out into different rooms. I was talking to Bofur in the kitchen when Nori came in with Bilbo behind him. Nori had a dooly in his hands.

"That is NOT a dishcloth! It's a dooly!" He held it up to see if anything was on it.

Bofur looked confused. "But it's full of holes?"

"It's supposed to be. It's crochet."

"Oh, and a wonderful game it is. If you've got the balls for it." At that being said, Bofur, Nori and I started to laugh.

Bilbo went to the wall with a huff and put up his dooly. "Bother and confiscate these Dwarves!"

I joined Bifur in the kitchen as Gandolf led Bilbo into the hallway.

"So lass, where have you traveled to lately?"

"Oh, was just in Bree recently and was in West Farthing Woods for a while."

"Good, got your travels in. Your father would have been proud." I grinned at him. I missed my father terribly.

I then caught the end of Bilbo's rant. "…I don't understand what they are doing in my house!"

"Excuse me, I hate to interrupt but what should I do with my plate?" Ori, the ever polite Dwarf asked Bilbo.

Fili walked up and took the plate from him. "Here Ori, Give it to me." He then threw the plate to Kili and Bofur, Gloin, Oin, and Nori started to make a beat with their knives.

"Do not throw that! That's my mother's fine dining set! It's over 100 years old! …and can you-can you not do that! You'll blunt them!"

The Dwarves then started to sing and throw dishes everywhere.

Blunt the knives, bend the forks

Smash the bottles and burn the corks

Chip the glasses and crack the plates

That's what Bilbo Baggins hates!

Cut the cloth, tread the flat

Leave the bones on the bedroom mat

Pour the milk on the pantry floor

Splash the wine on every floor!

Dump the crocks in a boiling bowl

Pound them up with a thumping pole

When you're finished if they are whole

Send them down the hall to roll!

That's what Bilbo Baggins hates!

All of the dishes were cleaned and neatly stacked in the kitchen as Bilbo ran into the room as we laughed. Dwarves, while looked brutish were respectful and did clean up after themselves.

Just then three sharp, hard knocks came from the door and everyone became quiet.

"He is here." Gandolf spoke.