Frodo was standing in the dark. So dark he could hardly see his hand in front of his own face. He was standing on something cold and hard, and was totally alone. He didn't know where he was, but he felt very afraid to call out for anyone. He felt as if there was a dark being, hiding in the shadows, waiting to pinpoint Frodo's location if he called out. But even though it was against Frodo's better judgment, he could never stop himself from calling out for his uncle. The second he would, a red beam would be on him. The creature had found him!

Frodo shot straight up in his bed, breathing heavy, and was sweating slightly. He would blame the nightmare on Ori's tales from last night, but he had been having that dream for a few weeks. Even if it would scare him to tears, he would never tell Uncle Bilbo. Frodo thought that the creature was Smaug the Dragon, since his eye gave off a bright red light when open. If he told Bilbo, Bilbo might refuse to tell him the stories again, in fear of scaring Frodo. So Frodo was silent.

He looked out his window to see what time of day it was, only to be surprised by the sun seemingly well into the sky. He quickly flew from his bed, washed up, and dressed. He rushed out of his room and ran straight into Bofur, knocking himself down and almost taking Bofur down with him.

Bofur laughed and helped Frodo up, "Looks like he was in a hurry. 'Haps he was makin sure we were still here." Frodo blushed and nodded in reply.

"Maybe he heard Bilbo cooking." Bombur chimed from the end of the hall way. "That's why I got up."

"I'm flattered, Bombur." Bilbo said, standing in the doorway of the dinning room. "Although I don't think there is much better cooking then your mence soup."

"If ya think that's good, ya should taste some of the other food he cooks." Bofur said.

"Well, maybe we'll just make him cook for lunch today. But for the time being, breakfast is served. My dear Frodo, would you go and wake some of the Dwarves that aren't up yet?" Bilbo asked. But Frodo did not respond or move from his position. He was just standing next to Bofur, starring down at Bilbo's ankle. "…Frodo? Are you in there?" Bilbo touched the top of Frodo's head to get his attention. "Go get the Dwarves up. Breakfast is done."

"Okay." Frodo said, rushing off to do what he was told. 'I wonder if his ankle still hurts him.' Frodo thought to himself. He had never heard his Uncle speak of the time he broke his ankle on the way to the mountain. 'That must have been very hard to keep going when your leg is injured.' But he had no time to think of that now, as he came to the first door.

Bifur, Bofur, Boumber, Ori, Dori, Balin, and Dwalin were up. So that left Nori, Oin, Gloin, Fili, Kili, and Thorin to wake. The first door he came to was Nori's. He knocked softly at first. But when there was no response, Frodo opened the door and went right in. Nori was still in bed, snoring quite loudly. Frodo thought he would make the best of this task. Using the skills Nori taught him the night before, he began to slowly remove the silver clasps of Nori's braids. Removing each one took a little time, but slowly Nori's braids came further and further undone. Finally, when all clasps were undone, Frodo moved to the end of the bed.

"NORI!" Frodo yelled. Nori instantly sat up straight and was on his feet. He was totally prepared to go into hand to hand combat…except the fact that he could not see a thing. All of his hair was around his face, and he disappeared in a sea of hair.

Nori stood there for a minute, trying to figure out what it was in front of his eyes, when the little giggles from the side of the room told him all he needed to know. "You little-" He began, laughing.

Frodo dropped the clasps on the floor and ran out the door. "Breakfast is done!" He called to Nori as he closed the door behind him, laughing so hard. He knew he was gonna pay for that later. As he was laughing Oin passed by him with his brother close behind.

"What are you up to, laddie?" Oin asked.

"Um..nothing. Breakfast is done." Frodo said, trying to smother his laughter. He quickly ran down the hall to the next door. 'Nori is up.' Frodo thought. 'And Oin and Gloin are up as well. That only leaves Fili, Kili, and Thorin.'

The next door he came to was Fili and Kili's. He knocked softly on the door again, but heard no response. So he quickly slipped inside and shut the door behind him. Sure enough, they were both snoring louder than Nori was. How would he go about this one? He suddenly rushed up and jumped a top Kili's bed, cause it was closest to the door. Being mindful of Kili's leg, Frodo started jumping up and down, unable to contain his laughter.

Kili, startled out of his sleep, called out to his brother, "Fili! I'm being attacked!" Of course he meant it now. Kili grabbed a pillow and was hitting Frodo with it, but Frodo grabbed another pillow and was attacking Kili back. But Kili's just awoken aim was no match for Frodo's awake and ready aim, and found himself taking a lot of head shots.

"Being attacked by what?" Fili asked, half awake. He had his back turned to his brother so he did not see Frodo abusing his younger brother.

"This." Kili answered. He grabbed Frodo by his middle and threw him to his brother's bed.

"GAH!" Fili cried, as Frodo started jumping on his bed. Fili also tried the pillow route, but found himself being beaten by a Hobbit. "Brother! Help!" Fili cried. But Kili was laughing to hard he couldn't breathe. "Brother!" Fili cried out again. Taking head shot after head shot by Frodo. Finally Kili managed to stop laughing enough to pick Frodo off his brother's bed. "He should be a warrior!" Fili said, quickly hopping out of bed so Frodo couldn't get the advantage over him again like that. "He has got the aim and the force for it."

Kili, still laughing, asked, "Your probably right brother. Although I have a feeling we disserved it for sleeping in so late."

Frodo nodded saying, "Breakfast is done."

Fili stood in amazement for a second, "You woke us in such a way for breakfast?" Frodo began to think that he had done something wrong as the smile faded from his face. But before he knew it, Fili's dastardly smile came back, and Kili was throwing him again, into Fili's arms this time, Fili caught him and began tickling him.

All of their laughter rang through the halls of Bag-End, so it was not surprise someone came in to see what was going on. Although, Frodo did not think it would be Thorin.

"What are you three doing?" Thorin asked with a smile broad against his face.

Kili turned to answer as Fili was holding down a laughing Frodo, "He woke us with quite a fright Uncle. So Fili is giving him the tickle punishment."

"Well I do believe Bilbo has called, saying breakfast is ready and waiting for us. So if you three crazies would like any before its gone, I suggest you continue the tickle punishment later." Thorin replied.

Fili released Frodo who quickly jumped up and ran laughing out and down the hall. He ran into the dinning room and sat next to his Uncle, who had already started his breakfast.

"My dear Frodo, your hair is probably the messiest I have ever seen it." Bilbo said, shocked. "How on earth did you get it so messy?"

"You told me to wake them up. So I did." Frodo smiled and grabbed a pancake.

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So this amount of fluff is bad for my health I think. I have a dentist appointment today for rotting teeth. Just kidding. I hope your teeth are still in tacked. The reason a had the pillow fight thingy in there is because…woah…spell check says that "thingy" is a word! Cool! Anyways, the reason for the pillow fight was because that is what I would do when me and my sisters were younger. If I thought it was time to get up, they would know about it. So how did you like this chapter? Please let me know. And why don't you check out my latest One-Shot I did. Its called A Summer Beating, and its about two certain Dwarf brothers.

BIYE!