Knock, knock.

"I'll get it!" She shouts to the Hobbit in the kitchen, placing the thick book she was reading moments before down on the small table near the over-sized chair she was sitting in, running barefoot from the small library to the front door. Revealing the back of a gruff looking man, 'definitely not a hobbit.' she thinks to herself as he turns to face her, a small smile shines on her features, waiting for the unknown man to speak. "Dwalin, at 'chur service." He bows gracefully, his eyes not leaving her own, her hesitating a moment, not being use to the customs of this Dwalin character. "Aviel Took, at yours." she smiles brightly as she curtsy to the man; by bending her knees with one foot forward, grabbing the ends of her silk nightgown and lowering her body slightly. The gesture bringing a tiny smile to the mans face as he walks right past her, her closing the door behind him as Bilbo steps into the room, "Aviel, who was that- Oh, I'm sorry, do we know each other?" Bilbo directs to Dwalin who pauses in front of the door with a gruff 'no' before walking past him as well. "Which way laddie?" Dwalin asks, looking around the many walkways the cozy hobbit-hole hosted, "Is it down here?"

"I-is what down where?" Bilbo stutters to the man.
"Supper." Dwalin states simply, throwing his heavy jacket at Bilbo as he walks by him yet again. "He said there'd be food, and lots of it."
"He-he said?" The poor hobbit asks, seeming so confused as he immediately looks towards the woman still by the door and raise his hands at her in question, "..Who said?" to which she just shrugs her shoulders and walks back into the small library to resume her reading.

The ever-so-confused hobbit sat beside Dwalin in the dim-lighted living room, only having a few candles lit to see properly as the random man sat in his house, at his table, eating and drinking quite a lot of his food. "Very good this, got any more?" He says through a mouth full of various meats and cheeses.
"What?" Bilbo asks in shock, "Oh-oh, yes yes." He quickly stands up and grabs a plate full of freshly baked biscuits. "Help yourself." He says shakily, holding the plate out to Dwalin, who quickly grabbed one and popped the whole thing into his mouth.
"It's just that-uh, I wasn't expecting company." He says attempting to act collected, at least until-

Ringe-ling!

"I'll get it!" She shouts, yet again setting her book down and running to the door. This time stands an older looking lad whom smiles at the door opening, "I see someone finally found the doorbell." She giggles to the man.
"Balin, at yer service." He opens his arms fully and bows low.
"Aviel Took, at yours." She repeats from earlier and curtsy's just the same. "Good evening." Bilbo says from behind her, making her jump slightly.
"Yes, yes it is, though I think it might rain later." He says looking towards the sky a moment, Aviel giggling at his reply.
An awkward silence takes them as Bilbo and Balin look towards one another, waiting for the other to say something. "Am I late?" Balin asks as he walks into the house. "Late..For what?"
"Oh, haha! Evening brother!" Balin says happily to Dwalin as he walks into the front area, ignoring the hobbits question.
"Ho ho, by my beard! You are shorter and wider than last we met." Dwalin jokes, getting up from his spot near the fireplace.
"Wider, not shorter," He whispers the rest jokingly with a wink, "Sharp enough for the both of us."
Making the men laugh together then suddenly ruffly knock heads, shocking Aviel at first, though a small smile creeps onto her lips as she notices it to be a bonding thing.
"Uh sorry, I hate to interrupt, but the thing is I'm not entirely sure you're in the right house." Bilbo reasons with them, though they have their minds set on other things.
"Have you eaten today?" Dwalin directs to Balin as Bilbo continues, "It's not that I don't like visitors, I-I like visitors as much as the next hobbit, but I do like to know them before they come visiting."
"What is this?" Dwalin asks to the other man, holding out a piece of food. "Not to sure, I just thought it to be cheese. Gone blue." Balin reasons as Dwalin continues, "It's riddled with mold though!"
"You think-"
"The thing is; I don't know either of you, Not in the slightest. I don't mean to be blunt; but I had to speak my mind. I'm sorry." At this both men look towards the hobbit a moment, then nod. "Apology accepted." Balin smiles, causing the woman still at the door to throw her head back and laugh loudly, smiling at the Dwarves who were now looking at her fondly, then taking her leave to change out of her night robe and into something more presentable.

Ringe-ling!

Bilbo sluggishly walks to the door, he opens it to reveal not one this time, but two more Dwarves. He lets a low whimper escape his lips as he looks to their shoes in disappointment.
"Fili," said the blonde one with a majestic look to him, "And Kili." added the other; with dark hair and more of a care-free tone, "At your service!" They both say in unison, swept of their hoods and bowed low to the hobbit.
"You must be Mr. Baggins!" Kili said excitedly, almost like a child going on Holiday.
"Nope! You can't come in, you've come to the wrong house!" He says quickly, closing the door on them, only for Kili to stick his foot in the way. "What? Has it been canceled?" He says, disappointment clear in his voice. Fili stepping closer to the door, looking towards Kili, "No one told us." He then looks towards Bilbo.
"Nothings been canceled." A woman giggles out from behind Bilbo, all three of them immediately perking up at the voice though they hadn't seen her as she was simply walking by when she said that.
"That's a relief." Kili smiles brightly while shoving the door open, walking straight inside.
"Careful with these, I just had them sharpened." Fili says, tossing his swords into Bilbo's hands before grabbing other random weapons from his being and placing them on top of the swords.
"It's nice, this place. You do it yourself?" Kili says towards Bilbo after looking around then proceeds to get the mud off his boots on a large wooden chest.
"Nope! It's been in our family for years Master Dwarf." Aviel smiles towards Kili, answering for Bilbo as she walks past the three of them with a wooden chair in her hands. Leaving a trail of strawberry blonde in her wake and a wide eyed Kili looking towards the direction she disappeared too. "That's my mothers jewelry box, can you please not do that!" He shouts after taking notice to where Kili wiped the bottom of his shoes. "Fili! Kili! Come on, give us a hand." Dwalin shouts to the younger Dwarves, placing his arm around Kili's shoulders and walking him into the room that the she-hobbit walked into, "Mr. Dwalin." Kili says happily as they walk together. "Lets shove this in the hole or we can't get everyone in." Balin says to the boys while pointing to some chest full of stuff, Aviel nodding in agreement as she sat a chair down at the back of the room. She didn't know how many there was going to be but the dining table didn't even have enough space for everyone that was here already. "What-everyone? how many more are there?" Bilbo shouts disapprovingly, the poor hobbit was getting all worked up.

Ringe-ling!

"Oh no. No-no. There is nobody home-" He pauses and looks at the weapons still in his arms, throwing them onto the table on the way towards the door, "Go away, and-" He pushes another weapon's holder off his shoulder, "Bother somebody else! There is far to many Dwarves in my dining room as it is, i-if this is some kind of joke, Ha ha! I can only say, it is in very poor taste-" He pauses wide eyed as a bunch of 'ows' and 'ouches' echo from the pile of Dwarves now laying inside his front door, a tall grey robe showing from behind them as the wizard ducks to peak into the house, looking curiously and innocently, Bilbo gasps, now knowing who had invited everyone, "Gandalf." He whispers, making the old wizard smile in amusement.

As they were setting up for dinner, Aviel noticed that a certain dark haired Dwarf kept stealing glances her way, from when he was talking to some others in the corner of the room, to when they brought a barrel of beer in, to now, as she was at one side of the table helping a dwarf by the name of Ori with setting the table, and the dark haired dwarf on the other side of the table just in front of her, she was placing cups around the table while he was putting plates down. She saw him do it again from the corner of her eye and smiled knowingly up at him, to which he quickly bent his head down, focusing on the plate he was setting, then glanced back up at her with a small smile on his lips, knowing he had been caught. The two continued their task after that, knowing it was far to loud to even attempt a proper introduction.

"They all piled into the dining room and started to feast, "Bombur!" Was shouted from one side of the table as a egg went flying straight at the over-weight dwarf; who skillfully caught the egg in his mouth as everyone started to cheer. Aviel was sitting between Kili and Fili, which she didn't mind in the slightest, however how she got here was another story- Fili spent about half an hour looking for her then when he had finally found her hiding away in the library with her book he weightlessly picked her up onto his shoulder and carried her into the dining room.

Looking around she noticed someone was missing, standing from her spot and walking out to look for the hobbit. She ignored the confused glances sent her way from the few who had noticed she had walked off, finding whom she was looking for, awestruck and upset in the food pantry. Smiling softly she put her hand on Bilbo's shoulder, slightly scaring the poor hobbit. "We can always get more, brother." He sighed and walked out into the hallway, her on his heels, just as she was about to say something else to her kin she felt a tap on her shoulder and heard a polite "Excuse me?" to which she knew right away to be Ori, she smiled warmly at the youngest dwarf, silently encouraging him to continue, "I'm sorry to interrupt, but what should I do with my plate?"

She opened her mouth to speak but was yet again cut off, "Here you go Ori, give it to me." Fili grabbed the plate from him and threw it to Kili who had just walked out of a room, who skillfully caught it out of instinct then threw it to another dwarf in the kitchen. She smiled as more and more plates and cups started being tossed around among the Dwarves and the ones at the table started making a beat with the knifes and forks while stomping their feet on the ground. "A-and can you please not do that? You'll blunt them!" Bilbo shouts pleadingly towards the dining room. "Ooh, you hear that lads? He says we'll blunt the knifes!" Bofur says mockingly to the other Dwarves at the table, who then continues to laugh.

"Blunt the knives, bend the forks!" Kili started to sing from the hallway, Fili quick to join in, "Smash the bottles and burn the corks!"
To Bilbo's annoyance, Aviel also jumped up, catching a cup that was flying towards Fili and started to sing along, "Chip the glasses and crack the plates!"
"That's what Bilbo Baggins hates!" She laughed along, looking to the glass in her hands, now that she caught it, she had no idea what to do with it.

"Cut the cloth tread on the fat!
Leave the bones on the bedroom mat!
Pour the milk on the pantry floor!"

She looked up from the cup to find Kili smiling down at her from the doorway of the kitchen. He motioned her with two fingers to throw it towards him, she bit her lip and chucked it to him, him catching it with ease and throwing it to the other room before they both continued to sing and toss things to the others.

"Splash the wine on every door!
Dump the crocks in a boiling bowl;
Pound them up with a thumping pole;
And when you've finished, if they are whole,

Send them down the hall to roll!

That's what Bilbo Baggins hates!" They all burst out in laughter, Kili and Aviel stealing a glance at each other as they laugh along with the others, though all is silent as a single knock echoes throughout the hobbit house.