Prompt Post 13

[bettiebloodshed]

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The Company, Mostly Harmless

[anonymous]

Weaponizing something harmless in an amusing fashion.

Examples: Bofur’s hat, Dori’s knitting, someone’s beard - in the right hands, they all are weapons of terrifying destruction.

Re: The Company, Mostly Harmless

[mimi_sardinia]

Knitting: A good knitting needle could be damn dangerous if someone poked it in the right spot!

Re: FILL The Company, Mostly Harmless 1/8

[rosa_cotton]

Warnings: Violence and perilous situations.

Desperate Times, Desperate Measures

“Well, now, what have we here?” the large man rumbled as he cut off Bilbo, who was lingering behind, from following the rest of the company through the Prancing Pony to their rooms.

The Halfling gulped and stumbled backward. He had thought the room empty expect for him and the others as they went along, yawning loudly and fighting to keep their eyes open. Apparently he was mistaken.

Turning around, Bilbo’s eyes widened nervously to discover another tall dark man filling the other doorway. He had been among several who had eyed Thorin’s company during dinner.

“Eh. Wel-l-l, ermmm,” the hobbit stuttered, “I’m a hobbit.”

“Little fellow, looks like a pet. Me Nancy would like you,” the first man mused with a smile that did nothing for Bilbo’s rising nerves.

“I beg your pardon?“Shiny bottoms… Got more where those came from?” the other leered, stepping forward and leaning down for a better look, one hand reaching towards the frozen, wide-eyed hobbit

Re: FILL The Company, Mostly Harmless 1/8

[rosa_cotton]

Panting, the Halfling stumbled around the man and backed towards the door, his gaze darting between the two still sprawled on the floor withering in pain. A yelp escaped him at the sudden sound of thundering footsteps behind him

Re: FILL The Company, Mostly Harmless 2/8

[rosa_cotton]

It was the company’s second night in Lake-Town. Their burglar was laid up with a very bad cold, and Kili was just leaving Bilbo’s room. His visit had been short; yet he was glad to have cheered the hobbit up a little, sharing with him Gloin’s silver locket (pinched by Nori) which contained portraits of his cousin’s great-great-great-great-great-great uncle and aunt. “Ugly, even by dwarvish standards,” Kili had admitted with a nod when Bilbo failed to hide his giggles. The poor hobbit now was already out like a light, as a last glance revealed before the dwarf quietly shut the door behind him.

Perhaps Fili would be up for some exploring, Kili mused as he walked down the hall, not yet ready to retire for the night. Absently, Gloin’s locket in his right hand, he swung the ridiculously long chain in large circles

Re: FILL The Company, Mostly Harmless 2/8

[rosa_cotton]

It was later, in his and Fili’s room, that he learned it was Thorin who arrived at his and Ori’s rescue, delivering a blow to the back of the scoundrel’s head with the hilt of his sword. At his uncle’s shouting (a mixture of anger and worry), demanding what was he thinking fighting with no weapons, Kili responded hotly with, “No one messes with our Ori!” This sent the scribe, sandwiched between his brothers on Fili’s bed, into stammering thanks to him and Thorin, blushing deeply, before his brothers swept out with him, muttering their own thanks

Re: FILL The Company, Mostly Harmless 3/8

[rosa_cotton]

Oin searched through his pouches of herbs, mostly by feel (no thanks to this confounding dark forest with its huge spider webs, he thought, mumbling a curse into his beard). He did not like the state Bombur was in following his plunge into the lake and consequent magical sleep, and the poison lingering in his body from the giant spiders. There was something he could give the fat cook - if he could just find it

Re: FILL The Company, Mostly Harmless 4/8

[rosa_cotton]

The ambush happened suddenly and without warning. Everyone had been lazing around, half dozing off, exhausted after finally reaching the bottom of the Carrock.

Dori had been knitting away (it helped him calm down after frightening or stressful situations, though he would never admit that to a soul) while simultaneously keeping half an eye on Ori seated a little ways off from the company with their burglar and Fili, all three nodding off over one of his brother’s seemingly numerous scrolls. Dori had dropped a stitch and was in the progress of putting things to right when there was a loud crash and multiple shrieks.

He looked up in time to see the three lads jerk up, an odd mixture of sleepiness and fear on their faces at the goblin bearing rapidly upon them. Groggily, confusedly, too slowly, their hands fruitlessly sought to grab their weapons which (in hindsight) were foolishly out of reach

Re: FILL The Company, Mostly Harmless 5/8

[rosa_cotton]

At Thorin’s glance, heavy with warning, the members of the company bit their tongues, though keeping still without fidgeting was an impossible task. They all watched closely as the small bandit gang rummaged through their packs. Thank goodness their clothes were the worse for wear; hopefully the thieves would not think to search closer their persons.

A quiet, sharp gasp from Oin drew Bombur’s attention. He followed the dwarf’s wide-eyed stare to where the contents of his pack were scattered about, and a bandit pocketing his pouches of herbs. The two dwarves’ eyes met. Those herbs were needed for Thorin’s injures, and the Halfling who was unconscious and feverish in Gloin’s arms. It was all they had…

With a speed that caught the bandits off guard, Bombur ran over to the thief, threw his braided beard over the man’s head, capturing him in a tight chock hold with it.

“Return everything, now,” Dwalin demanded in a furious voice, materializing at the cook’s side. “Or

Re: FILL The Company, Mostly Harmless 6/8

[rosa_cotton]

Twelve dwarves hurried quickly and as quietly as possible after Bilbo who led the way through the dizzying labyrinth of the elven king’s dungeons. Just Thorin remained to be set free from his cell, and then they would leave this dark, depressing place far behind. The air crackled with tension, and more than once each of the group glanced uneasily over his shoulder, listening carefully for any hint of being followed, anticipating the alarm being raised

Re: FILL The Company, Mostly Harmless 7/8

[rosa_cotton]

Thorin looked like he was going to pop a vein. Or he would gladly and easily snap that old oak tree in half with his bare hands. His frustration, fury, and worry were increasing tenfold by the second. Catching Nori’s gaze, he turned sharply and walked a few paces away, releasing an explosive breath, clutching his hands behind his back in a death grip

Re: FILL The Company, Mostly Harmless 7/8

[rosa_cotton]

Nori’s fingers twitched and his eyes narrowed.

“Never tell- Bwhaha!” the creature cut off, violently kicking his feet out of reach.

But Nori stayed right with him, vigorously tickling the bottom of the creature’s toes with the feather tip of Ori’s quill he had pinched. He knew a thing or two about tickling.

About five minutes passed with Nori’s tickling growing more intense, and the creature laughing and trying to get away.

“OW!” the creature yelled when the sharp point of the quill dug into one toe. “Stop! I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you!” his voice rose in panic.

“That’s better,” Nori commented with a grim smile. “Where are they going?”

Shortly they were all setting off again at a hard pace, with the creature tied up and bouncing over Dwalin’s shoulder.

“If you have lied or try to double cross us…,” Nori trailed off, grandly brandishing the quill in front of their prisoner’s nose.

The answering terrified squeak was quite satisfying.

Re: FILL The Company, Mostly Harmless 8/8

[rosa_cotton]

The huge boot shot out quickly, tangling in the massive grey robes and legs, and the wizard went flying forward, landing hard on the floor, his staff falling away with a clatter. The room exploded with brutish laughter

Re: FILL The Company, Mostly Harmless 8/8

[warlock_female]

D'aww, this is fully of lots of warm fuzzies for me. I just love how EVERYONE is looking out for one another (but mostly the 'little ones') Also I love how much of a BAMF Bombur is in this. Not a lot of people have him fighting.

Re: FILL The Company, Mostly Harmless 8/8

[rosa_cotton]

Nothing wrong with warm fuzzies!! (A fan of them myself. ;D) I purposely wanted everyone looking out for one another as opposed to just having their own kin's backs, and am glad it worked. And I couldn't resist writing the "little ones" as being kept an extra eye on with a bit of TLC. I'm pleased with how BAMF Bombur turned out. He seems like a soft large teddy bear who loves food and cooking, shy and quiet (did he have ANY lines in the movie?). But I'm sure he can rise to the occasion and fight when needed.

Thank you for reading. :)

Re: FILL The Company, Mostly Harmless 8/8

[octopus_fool]

Yay, I love unconventional fighting! And I agree with the previous commentor, lots of warm fuzzies.

Loved it! :D