Thorin Oakenshield Stole My Heart

Chapter 3: The Trolls Dinner Party

        Bilbo took in some breath and walked toward the Troll fire. “Mutton yesterday, mutton today and it looks like mutton again tomorrow,” One of the large trolls said.
      

         “It’s better then that blasted farmer. All skin and bones he was,” William said while tasting the stew.

        “Achoo,” Bert said while sneezing into the pot of stew that they stole from the farmer.
       

         “Say bless you. You dim whit,” Tom said to Bert while stirring the pot of stew.
   

        “It will blaze the flavor,” said William.  “

        There is more where that came from,” Bert said while grabbing his nose to sneeze again.
   

        “Oh no you don’t,” Tom said grabbing Bert’s nose.
   

        “Owe,” Bert screeched and then was sat back down.
      

        “Sit down and shut up, Bert,” Tom said to Bert with the spoon still in his hand.
   

        Meanwhile, Thorin and his company were still eating dinner when Kili and Fili ran in, “Thorin, Bilbo has been taken by Trolls!”
      

        Thorin acted immediately, “Grab your weapons and follow me.” Back to the trolls….. Bilbo hid behind the tree and waited for the right time to take action. Bilbo eyed Bert’s sword and went to go grab it. But before he could detach it from his pants; He stood up and scratched his butt. Bilbo looked away in disgust.
    

        Then Bert sat back down. Bilbo began to untie the sword but Bert had the urge to sneeze. “Ahh,” He began to say as he grabbed his handkerchief. Bert blew his nose and didn’t realize there was a small person in it. “Bly me,” He said with a gasp.
    

        The other trolls gathered around and asked, “What is it?”
    

        “Its got arms and legs and everything,” Bert said with a hesitation.
    

         “I don’t know but I don’t want to find out what’s wrong,” Bert said as he threw Bilbo to the ground.
    

         “What are you,” Tom asked Bilbo curiously.
   

        “I’m a bur-hobbit,” Bilbo replied with caution trying to stay out of the way of the trolls.
   

        “A bur-hobbit,” Bert asked the small hobbit.
  

         “Are there any more hobbits around these parts? Might be enough of for a pie,” William said hitting Bilbo with a large wooden spoon.

     “Can we cook em,” Tom asked his fellow trolls.

    “We can try,” Bert said trying to grab the hobbit.

    “Grab him,” Tom yelled.

   “He’s too quick,” Bert exclaimed still trying to grab the hobbit.

   “Come here you,” William said finally grabbing the hobbit by his legs.

   “Are there anymore hobbits hiding in places where they ain’t supposed to be,” William asked Bilbo.

   “No.” Bilbo exclaimed trying to keep the blood to his head.

  “He’s lying,” Bert said with a smile.