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Chapter Two - Bad Impressions

The hobbit finally got up and walked over to the door to find out who was on the other side of it. He unlocked the latch and turned the handle and the door swung open to reveal not a hobbit but a dwarf. " Dwalin, at your service." Bilbo turned to look at the woman who was giving him a confused look from the table and then he turned back to his visitor.

" Uh, Bilbo, at yours." The hobbit replied with a awkward whimper. The dwarf pushed his way into the home. Bilbo was quite stunned by this sudden rude action. " I'm sorry do I know you?" The rude dwarf stopped and looked at like he had just asked a crazy question.

" No." The dwarf took off his cloak and eyed the place. " Which way, laddie? Is it down here?" 

"I-is what down where?" Bilbo protested, looking at the dwarf confused.

"Supper." Dwalin simply said, tossing his cloak at the hobbit. He said there'd be food, and lots of it."

" He-he...said? Who said?"

The dwarf had wandered down the hall, towards the kitchen. Maura's eyes widen as the stranger came and sat in front of her in Bilbo's spot and began eating his food. " Excuse me." Maura said bluntly, causing the dwarf to look up at her." Who are you?" 

"Dwalin, lass. And who are you?" He introduce, shoving another piece of fish into his mouth and she was disgusted with his manners so far. 

" Maura. Who sent you here?" She questioned as she notice Bilbo quietly snuck in and sat beside the hearth, glaring at the dwarf for eating his dinner.

" Didn't the wizard inform you about us?" Dwalin asked looking up at the woman. 

" No... I can't say I was..." Maura replied, raising an eyebrow at the hobbit and he bit his lip and looked at the ground. 

" Well don't you worry yourself lass, there's still more of us still to come." 

" M-mm-more of you." Maura stuttered. The half-breed had always wanted to meet and surround herself with dwarves but this one looked like a warrior and their was more coming. 

" Mmm...Mmm, mmm. Very good, this. Any more?" Maura looked at Bilbo, who stuttered but found he had an extra plate of buns sitting on the counter and he went to grab them and place them in front of their starving guest. 

"Help yourself." Bilbo offered. The dwarf stuffed his face with a bun and even reached over and took Maura's fish off her plate. " Mm. It's just that, um...we weren't expecting company." Bilbo stated, hoping to not upset their visitor when the doorbell rang again and both their heads snapped in the direction of the door.

"That'll be the door." Dwalin informed the frozen hobbit. The hobbit went to go answer the door, feeling a little more prepared this time and opened the door, to reveal an older dwarf with white hair this time.

" Balin, at your service." The cheerful dwarf introduced, giving a bow.

" Good evening." Bilbo muttered, not moving. 

" Yes, yes, it is." Balin agreed as checkout the evening sky that was covered in dark clouds and he stepped into the house uninvited like the first one. " Though I think it might rain later. Am I late?" 

" Late for what?" Bilbo wondered, feeling more confused then ever. The elder dwarf turned to his side and let out a chuckle to see his brother trying to grab the last few cookies from the jar.

" Oh! Ha ha! Evening, brother." Maura took the cookie jar from the dwarf and placed it back in its spot. 

"By my beard, you're shorter and wider than last we met." Dwalin teased his older brother.