/ / / Dwobbit? \ \ \
"Popa," Liliana said.
"Yes, sweetheart?" Bilbo asked as he attempted to get his new son to eat.
"What is a dwobbit?"
Bilbo stopped fighting with his son and looked up at her.
"I'm a dwobbit," she continued. "And Theron is a dwobbit but Fralin and Benfur are dwarflings."
"I'm a hobbit," Bilbo said.
"Yes, that is why Daddy gave you the garden on the terrace so you could grow pretty things because you don't live in mountains."
Bilbo smiled. "Yes, but your father is a dwarf."
"King Under the Mountain," Liliana said proudly and then bent down to stare at her brother. "You must learn that."
"It will be a while before Theron talks, Lily," Bilbo explained.
Liliana sighed. "He's so boring."
Bilbo smiled. "He is exactly as you were when you were his age."
Liliana looked at him carefully for a moment. "I was never that boring."
Bilbo nodded his head at her and she scowled a little and shook hers.
"Now," Bilbo said pulling her onto his lap and placing the bottle in her hand and directing it back to his son's mouth. "I am a hobbit, and your father is a dwarf, so you are both a hobbit and a dwarf. You are very special, you are a dwobbit."
Liliana leaned back into him even as she continued to help feed her brother. She was obviously thinking about Bilbo's words.
"Okay," she said finally and squirmed off Bilbo's lap and back to her metal toys. Bilbo tugged his son into his chest and settled him after his meal. Bilbo thought for a second about his little dwobbits and smiled – he was a very lucky hobbit.
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I promised someone a new chapter of RR&R but I haven't had time to deliver so I give you this instead.