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

Chapter 12 Songs of Sadness

Alex

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Yes, I left Kili very shocked.

"Alex how's the platonic life?" Emily jokes.

"Not a big deal actually," I admit and shrug.

"Oh yes it is," Allie interjects, coming from around a corner.

"Well that's because you and Grace were already close when you got the bond," Emily points out.

"Yes but it amplified everything and made us legally family," Allie counters.

"Point," I agree.

"Yes it is rather enjoyable I suppose," Grace muses, coming out of nowhere. Emily and Allie jump in shock, I do not.

"Grace I need to put a bell on you or something," Allie exclaims.

"It wouldn't work," Grace counters coyly. Allie frowns, she knows the bell would do nothing.

"Shhh." Emily suddenly holds up her finger and we all quiet. Bilbo storms by and I can hear Balin speak from the side kitchen room.

"It appears we have lost our burglar. Probably for the best. The odds were always against us. After all, what are we? Merchants, minors, tinkers, toy makers. Hardly the stuff of legend," Balin mumbles.

"There are a few warriors amongst us," Thorin says.

"Old warriors," Balin replies somberly.

"I would take each and every one of these dwarves over an army from the Iron Hills, for when I called upon them, they answered. Loyalty, honor, a willing heart. I can ask no more than that," Thorin explains intently. Allie is gravitating towards the door with an expression of sympathy.

"You don't have to do this. You have a choice. You've done honorably by our people. You have built a new life for us in the Blue Mountains. A life of peace and plenty," Balin murmurs and pauses for a moment. "A life that is worth more than all the gold in Erebor."

"From my grandfather to my father, this key has come to me. They dreamt of the day when the dwarves of Erebor would reclaim their homeland. There is no choice, Balin." Thorin sounds genuine and honest with his words. It makes us all hold our breath and wait for him to finish. "Not for me."

In that moment I believe we all gain loyalty for the dwarf king.

"Then we are with you, laddie. We will see it done," Balin agrees.

"Why does he have to be so noble and such a clothead the same time," Allie sighs in exasperation.

"Allie!" Emily gasps.

"She's right," I defend and Emily nods once I'm reluctant agreement.

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Emily

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"So you're not coming?" I ask Bilbo leaning against the door frame of his room.

"No adventures aren't for me," Bilbo grumbles and shakes his head.

"Well okay then. I just want you to know how thankful I am to you. You gave me all of us a safe haven here and that's means so much to me. You are a great friend Bilbo and if I don't come back I'll definitely miss you." Bilbo's face softens and I embrace him tightly, he has been one of my greatest friends.

"Oh Emily I'll miss you too, but you better come back," Bilbo snaps.

"Oh okay I'll try my hardest," I laugh.

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Allie

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"Here Bilbo," I offer, handing him the signed document stating Bag End was completely his.

"No Allie." Bilbo shakes his head and shreds the document.

"Bilbo! Why did you do that?"

"Because Bag End will always be your home. Remember no matter what you can always return here," Bilbo promises grabbing my shoulders.

"Thank you Bilbo and I will," I vow and hug him, blinking back tears.

"Don't thank me thank good ole mom and dad," Bilbo jokes and grins.

"Haha yeah." I wipe the tears.

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Grace

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Emily returns from Bilbo's room and the four of us sit around the living room. The dwarves are crowded at the front near the fireplace. Allie is half asleep in a rocking chair mumbling about kittens. She's going to have the hangover from hell tomorrow morning. Emily gets grabbed by Fili and sat in the middle of him and Kili. Alex and I warily stand in the back.

It is silent save for the fire crackling till Thorin begins singing.

"Far over the Misty Mountains cold," he begins in a deep and rolling voice. Allie stirs and becomes fully awake at the sound, her eyes still glazed over. "To dungeons deep and caverns old.
We must away ere break of day.
To find our long forgotten gold."

The dwarves join in the song after that.

"The pines were roaring on the height.
The winds were moaning in the night.
The fire was red, it flaming spread.
The trees like torches blazed with light."

My eyes go to the deep fire and Thorin's withering gaze.

Allie is watching and I swallow thickly at her attentiveness.

I must save her from him.