Adventures of The Sad, Broken, and Happy (Hobbit Fan Fiction)

Chapter 6 Assasins at a Party

Emily

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I chase Allie into the kitchen where there is a ton of dwarves drinking and stuffing their faces. Allie runs behind the chairs laughing crazily. Yeah she's definitely drunk. She has three drunk modes: the first crazy party drunk, the second sad drunk, and the third angry drunk. All of them are very funny, but sad and angry drunk are a tad scary.

One young blonde one catches my eye and winks and for some reason that makes me very very happy.

"Allie wait up!" I call.

"Okay Emily here get some food and ale!" Allie shoves a plate and a cup into my hands.

"Uh no thanks I already ate," I lie and put the plate and cup down.

"Nonsense! Hobbits always have room for more!" Allie exclaims handing me a roll. I'm not hungry, I'm really not, but I know deep down I should eat. Sneaking up on myself, I shove the whole thing in my mouth. The dwarves promptly burst out laughing and Allie hugs me. "Welcome to the party!"

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Grace

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"Are you really serious about going on this adventure aren't you?" Alex inquires. We stand off to the side whispering privately.

"Yes and it will help us get to our next target," I utter.

"Good point might as well," Alex agrees.

"She's really stupid," I observe as Allie and Emily laugh and talk with the dwarves. Allie is laughing Emily was being more shy.

"Yep but she's still a warrior at heart like us," Alex says. "She wouldn't have made it this far if she wasn't."

"Yes I suppose, but she's a total lightweight," I mumble, throwing a small dagger at the wooden cup filled with ale she was about to drink. The dwarves all turn and I stride in.

"Woah good aim," Allie praises and hands me the wooden cup. I don't answer instead I pull the knife out of the cup and drop the goblet on the table.

"Who are you?" a dwarf with a funny that asks.

"I am Grace Bloodlust," I reply shortly. Might as well tell them straight up were assassins, hiding things like that never turns out well. All of the dwarves except the three youngest jaws drop.

"And I am Alex Blackheart," Alex admits callously.

"They are my best friends along with Emily!" Allie cheers drunkenly.

"They are killers!" Dwalin shouts and Allie frowns. "Horrible murderers!"

"Bitch I am fabulous!" Alex retorts and flips her hair.

"And you don't wanna piss us off," I growl in a menacing manner.

"They've probably come to kill Thorin!" Nori accuses and Emily furrows her eyebrows.

"Hell no! Although we have speculated, but we only kill those who deserve death," I explain.

"You guys are assassins! How come I didn't know!" Emily and Allie shout at the same time.

"It was not important," Alex and I snap in unison. Turning our attention to the dwarves we see them all drawing weapons. "Allie, Emily out now!"

"You know what no! All of you out your weapons down NOW!" Emily screams.

"She means it and so do I," Allie, suddenly sober, snarls and steps onto the table. "We are here to help you so you better put those dam weapons down!" The dwarves remain frozen and bring the anger of the hobbits upon themselves