3rd pov
Iredessa and Kili chatted for awhile until Fili lingered over to tell them that they were all going to eat. "C'mon Dessa. You hungry?"
It was strange having friend other than Bilbo. She had grown up with Bilbo and his family because they took her in when she was orphaned, so it was for like a forced friendship, but Kili was genuinely nice.
She hopped up and followed him to the table. There were already dwarves gathered around the table. Iredessa counted 10, Kili made 11. Kili grabbed her wrist and pulled her past the dwarves to a seat in between Fili and himself.
On the table there was tons of food, all sorts of varieties. As soon as everyone was seated they started stuffing themselves. Iredessa sat there awe-struck by the greedy dwarves but helped herself nonetheless.
Bilbo was bickering with a large dwarf carrying an equally large cheese roll. "Put that back!" He snapped. He whipped his head around to see all the dwarves sitting around the table with one little peculiar being as well. "IREDESSA?!" Iredessa jumped hearing her name and turned to look at Bilbo. Why is he so mad? "Iredessa Gamgee! Why are you raiding my pantries with these...these...HOOLIGANS?!" He asked, bewildered.
The elf-hobbit shrugged at him and returned her attention to the loud dwarves. One of the dwarves with a funny hat tossed a piece of bread at a large dwarf down the table while he said, "Bombur, catch!"
Iredessa started laughing along with the others and they joked for sometime. When everyone was down they started getting up to clean up. "Excuse me, " a young dwarf asked Bilbo. "But what should I do with my plate?"
"Give it here Ori," Fili said. Ori tossed it to him and the group aroused in chorus flinging dishes here and there and catching them perfectly.
Blunt the knives, bend the forks.
Smash the bottles and burn the corks.
Chip the glasses and crack the plates.
That's what Bilbo Baggins hates!
Cut the cloth, tred on the fat.
Leave the bones on the bedroom mat.
Pour the milk on the pantry floor.
Splash the wine on every door!
Dump the crocks in a bowling bowl.
Pound it up with a thumping pole.
And when you're finished if are whole,
Send them down the hall to roll!
That's what Bilbo Baggins hates!
The entire house erupted in cheers. But they were all silenced when a sharp rasp came on the door. "He is here," muttered a new being Iredessa hadn't seen.
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A Dwarvish Company (Currently Editing)
FanfictionIredessa Gamgee was a simple hobbit from the Shire. She was the young, beautiful, and lived like a normal hobbit would. When she goes to visit her closest and only friend, Bilbo Baggins, her life takes an unexpected twist. Starting with winning the...
