I do not own HOBBIT. I only own my OC.

Easton POV

Everyone was singing. I laughed at the furious Bilbo. I watched as Fili threw the plates and bowls at Kili. Gandalf moving out of the way, avoiding to be hit. Soon laughter erupted at the dining room. "His face!" Kili exclaimed. As everyone laughed at the shock written over Bilbo's face. Then three big knock shut everyone up. Oh now there is the strong,even more dramatic leader. Thorin is going to kill me if he heard I described him as that.

Everyone looked at each other. "He's here." Gandalf broke the silent. Everyone shuffled towards the door. Dwalin made me stand behind him and Oin. I huffed. But sit down at their feet so I can watch. I am curious, you know? It's one of my flaws. One, I think Bilbo, opened the door. Thorin stepped in and ignored the little man and turn to big man otherwise know Gandalf. "Gandalf. I thought you said this place would be easy to find. I lost my way, twice. I wouldn't have found it at all had it not been for that mark on the door." Thorin being Thorin. You know I never expected him to be like this.

"Mark? There's no mark on that door. It was painted a week ago." Bilbo exclaimed. Shut up Bilbo. You're making a fool of yourself."There is a mark; I put it there myself. Bilbo Baggins, allow me to introduce the leader of our company, Thorin Oakenshield." Gandalf said. Typical Wise Man. "So, this is the Hobbit. Tell me, Mr. Baggins, have you done much fighting?" Thorin asked with his ruff voice which I have never heard before.

"Pardon me?" Bilbo asked. Oh for Pete's sake! It's a straight fucking question.I mentally faceplamed."Axe or sword? What's your weapon of choice?" Thorin clarified. I silently groaned. Bilbo is not a kind a man to fight. Everyone knew that. No offence Bilbo but the way you dress gives the impression. What am I going on about? I'm in black skinny jeans but it is very felixable. With a black tank top with a camo shirt, unbutton over it and folded at the elbow. With my black combat boots and my hair in a platt. I must look unusal as well.

ANYWAY... "Well, I have some skill at Conkers, if you must know, but I fail to see why that's relevant." Bilbo stated. This time I did faceplam myself. "Thought as much. He looks more like a grocer than a burglar." Thorin said. Wow. I stood up. "Wow dude. That's a bit nasty." I perked up. "Ah East! I thought you got lost!" He smirked. I gave him a smug look. "Well I didn't, did I." He laughed. "Nice to see you again." He said sarcastically. "As if I wanted to see you again." I said. "I know." He said back to dwarves all laugh, and they walk back to the dining table. As Thorin eats, the rest of them talk to him.

I sat between Fili and Kili. Fili smirked at me. As I gave him a smug smile. "What pretty boy?" I taunt. He shrugged. "Oh nothing beautiful." He said. Luckily only Kili heard us. He nudge me. "What is going on with you and Fili?" I shrugged. "Nothin. Playing a game: one to fall in love with the other play loses." I said as he nodded understandingly. Kili whispered in my ear. "Shall I be waiting for a wedding invitation?" I hit him."I only met you few hours ago." He chuckled as Fili smiled at me. We started to listen to the conversation.

"What news from the meeting at Ered Luin? Did they all come?" Balin asked. "Aye. Envoys of all seven kingdoms." Thorin confirmed eating his stew. "What do the dwarves of the Iron Hills say? Is Dain with us?" Dwalin asked. He was on the other side of the table. "They will not come. They say this quest is ours, and ours alone." Thorin said. Oh is that when he found me? After the meeting, he found a weird girl. Man, his day must be fucked up. The dwarves murmur in disappointment.

"You're going on a quest?" Bilbo asked out of turn."Bilbo, my dear fellow, let us have a little more light." Gandalf obeyed And Bilbo brings a candle to the table, where Gandalf has spread out a map which was in his pocket."Far to the East, over ranges and rivers, beyond woodlands and wastelands, lies a single solitary peak." Gandalf started to explained. "The Lonely Mountain. " Bilbo said as he looked over Thorin's shoulder.

"Aye. Oin has read the portents, and the portents say it is time." Gloin said. "Ravens have been seen flying back to the mountain as it was foretold: When the birds of old return to Erebor, the reign of the beast will end." Beast? Oh yeah the Dragon. Smaug... Or Benedict Cumberbatch. Well Benedict is actually a human just acting Sm-Concentrate East. Bilbo, hearing "the beast," looks concerned.

"What beast?" Bilbo asked, frighten. Who wouldn't be. A hobbit. Me? Only a bit. But damn. I know how to kill that dragon. "Well that would be a reference to Smaug the Terrible, chiefest and greatest calamity of our age. Airborne fire-breather, teeth like razors, claws like meathooks, extremely fond of precious metals." Bofur said. I smirked.

"Yes, I know what a dragon is." Bilbo catching up. "I'm not afraid! I'm up for it. I'll give him a taste of the Dwarvish iron right up his jacksy." Ori said Standing up. Aw... "Sit down! " Dori said. Pulling his youngest brother down. "The task will be difficult enough with an army behind us. But we number just thirteen. Not thirteen of the best, nor brightest." Balin said. I grinned. Gandalf was certainly the brightest but he leaves like every day. I don't even know how I passed High school, to be honest.

The dwarves start objecting, saying things like, "Who are you calling dim?" "Watch it!" "No!"I nudge Fili to say something."We may be few in number, but we're fighters, all of us, to the last dwarf!" Fili said. Grinning. Strong dwarf he is. Great to be king. "And you forget, we have a wizard in our company. Gandalf will have killed hundreds of dragons in his time." Kili said. I groaned,remember what happens here. Not an argument now.

"Oh, well, now, I wouldn't say -" Gandalf started. I lean back, actually this might be entertaining. "How many, then?" Dori asked."I, uh, what?" Gandalf stuttered "How many dragons have you killed? Go on, give us a number!" Dori insisted. Gandalf embarrassedly starts coughing on his pipe smoke; the dwarves jump to their feet, arguing about the number of dragons Gandalf has looks at me as I giggled at them. Thorin jumps up in anger and bellows, silencing the rest. Which made me jump.

"Atkât! If we have read these signs, do you not think that others will have read them too? Rumors have begun to spread. The dragon Smaug has not been seen for 60 years. Eyes look east to the Mountain, assessing, wondering, weighing the risk. Perhaps the vast wealth of our people now lies unprotected. Do we sit back while others claim what is rightfully ours? Or do we seize this chance to take back Erebor? Du Bekâr! Du Bekâr!" Thorin bellowed.

All the dwarves cheer. "You forget: the front door is sealed. There is no way into the mountain." I started to think Balin is the only one with sense. Not even Gandalf does. Well..."That, my dear Balin, is not entirely true." Never mind, Gandalf does have a bit sense,he twiddles something in his fingers, Gandalf produces a dwarvish key, ornately wrought. Thorin looks at it in wonder. "How came you by this?" Thorin asked."It was given to me by your father, by Thrain, for safekeeping. It is yours now." Gandalf explained.

Gandalf hands the key to Thorin as everyone looks on in wonder. "If there is a key, there must be a door." Fili said stating the obvious as I held a sarcastic remark,seeing Thorin send a stern look towards points at runes on his map with his pipe. "These runes speak of a hidden passage to the lower halls." Gandalf said to us. Well this is going to be a long night of explaining...

Note- I am sorry if there is any missing parts or terrible grammar. I am not good in my english even if I am from England. I don't even know how I got to the top class. Is it alright? Is my character alright? I mean she is a bit Mary Sue. I think... Please review.