Chapter 3 The Dwarfs Are Here! (1)

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Calen looked more happy then surprised or scared of the Dwarf but Bilbo didn't think about it.

[Bilbo:] “Bilbo Baggins, at yours.”

[Calen] "Calen Baggins, at yours as well"

Bilbo smiled down at Calen as she said that, Dwalin then walks inside without an invitation.

[Bilbo:] “D-do we know each other?”

[Dwalin:] “No. Which way, laddie? Is it down here?”

[Bilbo:] “I-is what down where?”

Dwalin dumps some of his stuff on the ground and thrusts the rest onto Bilbo.

[Dwalin:] “Supper. He said there’d be food, and lots of it.”

Bilbo and Calen look at each other confused

[Bilbo:] “H-He said? Who said?”

Dwalin sits at Bilbo’s spot on the kitchen table, eating Bilbo’s dinner, while Bilbo sits behind him, confused.

Dwalin eats all the flesh from the fish, then eats the head as well, as Bilbo looks on in disgust, as Calen laughs at Bilbos face.

[Dwalin:] “Mmmm. … Very good, this. Any more?”

[Bilbo:] “What? Uh, oh, yes, yes

[Dwalin:] “Ah.”

[Bilbo:] “Help yourself.”

Bilbo brings over a plate of biscuits; he hurriedly hides one behind his back for himself. Dwalin begins stuffing them in his mouth.

[Bilbo:] “Mmmm. It’s just that, um, I wasn’t expecting company.”

The bell rings again, and Bilbo looks up in alarm. Calen grins knowing who is at the door now.

[Dwalin:] “That’ll be the door.”

Bilbo opens the door and finds an old, white-haired dwarf waiting and bowing.

[Balin:] “Balin, at your service.”

[Bilbo:] “Good evening.”

[Balin:] “Yes, yes it is, though I think it might rain later. Am I late?”

[Bilbo:] “Late for what?”

Balin sees Dwalin, who is trying to get more biscuits from Bilbo’s jar and also sees Calen trying very hard not to laugh as Dwalin tried.


[Balin:] “Oh, ha ha! Evening, brother. Heh, heh.”

[Dwalin:] “Oh, by my beard, you are shorter and wider than last we met.’

[Balin:] “Wider, not shorter. Sharp enough for both of us.”

Laughing, they greet each other amicably. Putting their arms on each other’s shoulders, they smash their foreheads together.

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