if one more person knocked on his door the poor hobbit would start pulling his hair out! Bilbo scrambled all across his hobbit home, trying to stop the disrespectful dwarves from cleaning out his food supply. They ate everything!

Bombfur ate cheese by the wheel, Kili drank beer by the barrel, and Fili-...well Fili just threw food around...what a waste! Bilbo didn't even get to enjoy his own dinner before the dwarves interrupted and ruined everything!

"Please don't touch that- oh- that's my pantry- don't go in- or yeah just make yourself at home-!"

Bilbo whined as the dwarves cleared out his pantry. And what could make this situation worse?...another knock erupted at his doorstep. He snapped his neck towards the door

The door swung open revealing you. You seemed...slightly more calm than the others...Bilbo let you in.

He led you to his kitchen. All he could do was stand and watch the dwarves raid it. And now he had you. He was fuming. Angry. He hasn't eaten, he was tired, hungry, sweaty, all of the above.

He turned to you with a glare

"Who are you supposed to be?! I beg your pardon but just like everyone else here, I don't think I know you!! Not to mention, if you came expecting a meal, I'm sorry but that just won't happen!"

He huffs and points to his pantry. empty. He then huffs and storms off to his living room (which was trashed)...he then pulled out his pipe for a smoke...only to realize his lighter was gone. Of course.