Mist Upon the Eyes

Prologue

When you think of a hobbit, as rare as that in itself is, what usually comes to mind? One would expect a plump, short, and very large-and-hairy-footed creature to appear in your thoughts.

That's exactly what they want you to think. That's what you let them trick you into believing. To see past that facade, you need to see past the endless handkerchiefs and soft, beardless bodies. However, I'm certain that more than half of you haven't even heard of the buggers before now.

No, no, no.

In reality, hobbits are much more dangerous little wretches than you or I or anyone else realize. They are one of the deadliest things you could most unfortunately encounter in your lifetime, more deadly than even poisonous snakes or spiders. In fact, hobbits are on the level of danger that comes right beneath a dragon.

Of course, you won't believe me if I tell you that without any proof, will you? Why should you? Hobbits supposedly cherish their doilies like Yavanna herself is contained within them, and they gossip all day, eat seven meals, garden for petty contests, and celebrate every chance they get.

These innocent, child-like faces deceive most everyone.

But why do you think hobbits need those seven meals a day, eh? To regain energy, of course - but's not like they spend so much every day on gossiping. How do you suppose they have all those resources? Money, certainly - but in order to have money, you need to have a job. You don't just pull out gold from your nostrils or eardrums, as some miserable fools are prone to think.

The hobbits' jobs are more than your usual, run-of-the-mill work. They train straight from adolescence to be the best they can at it. You won't see them coming even if they nip you right on the nose and hammer your dumb arse.

But then came the day when hobbits became even more dangerous than dragons, much to everyone's shock. That is, everyone but a certain wizard's.

It started when a large company of dwarves invaded poor Mister Bilbo Baggins' hobbit-hole.

And it all escalated straight from there...

*peeks out from behind a rock*

So... how was it?

This is my first contribution to the amazing Hobbit community that I've been stalking for months (sorry, not sorry), and this is first story I've written in quite a while. I sincerely hope you enjoyed it, and please if you did, send me a review down below! Who knows... maybe the first chapter could come a little faster. *wink, wink, nudge, nudge*

Now onto a little bit about myself and my new story:

I have no definite idea of where the plot (or lack thereof) is heading, but hopefully, I'll manage well enough to please most everyone. This story will be mainly based on the movies, because I cuddle Martin Freeman pillows to sleep and drool over Richard Armitage's face, not to mention fan-girl over Peter Jackson's fantastic directing skills. Plus, to be completely honest (and I don't mean any offense to his fans), I find J.R.R. Tolkien's writing style to be pretty dull and heterosexual. Which leads to the next bit of information:

THIS WILL BE A SLASH/YAOI/HOMOSEXUAL FANFIC! Why? Because I love reading about gay fictional dudes kissing. Don't say I didn't warn you!

So please, if you're not comfortable with that, leave now and don't write me some stupid flames about it.

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Hello again to anyone who stayed! Thank you; you are awesome! But now I shall give you yet another reason to scamper off (possibly)...

THIS IS MAINLY A THILBO BAGGENSHIELD STORY! Other pairing might include major Fili/Kili and minor Dwalin/Ori, Bofur/Nori, Balin/Dori, and Bifur/Oin. I'm giving you guys a heads-up because I know that I myself hate getting hooked into a story and then having to leave once I realize it's a fanfic for Smaugbo or Ganbaggins or Dwalbo or whatever other funky couples y'all are shipping these days. (My friend actually ships Gandalf and Beorn together... like, no offense but WTF?)

Anyway, please don't be offended at my choice of possible couples, but if none of these appeal to you, I recommend clicking the back button in...

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You're still here! OMG! Hello to my wonderful readers! I love you all and I hope you continue to the next chapter once it is up! Please gobble up all my virtual treats, because I have a feeling we are definitely gonna get along if you've listened to all my warnings and remained on my story!

Sorry for the long author's note, but just scroll over it next time (and yes, there shall be a next time). Also, sorry for any parts of my story that make you cringe in horror or confusion (I unfortunately have no beta - nor do I have the time or patience to get one - and I only sometimes edit myself).

Hope you like this idea! It's one of the many swimming around in the black void inside my head that middle school teachers are nowadays eating.

Anyways, yeah:

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All support is appreciated!

Until next time my little Baggenshields :)

- Jovana out