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Bilbo was up before dawn. He figured the company would want to leave at first light, so he needed to be up before then. First he returned the clothes to their respective owners' rooms. Then he packed his warmest set of clothes and a few other necessary supplies, and put on his cloak. Running his hand through his hair, he sighed before donning his wide-brimmed hat.

As Gandalf came into the hallway, dressed and ready to go, Bilbo spoke. "There'll be ponies, won't there, Gandalf?

The wizard nodded. "Indeed. Why do you ask," the wizard inquired. "will that be a problem?"

"It's quite likely my presence will spook the ponies. I have a very contradictory nature, Gandalf, being a carnivorous rabbit. The ponies in the shire are just familiar with me." the hobbit confessed.

He was soon forced onto a pony, regardless of his concerns.

A couple of days later, the company came across an abandoned house. Bilbo could smell the mountain trolls, but how was he to tell the dwarves? It's not like Thorin would believe him, even if he could come up with a reasonable explanation. So here he was, trying to free their missing ponies. He knew the trolls would definitely smell him if he transformed, so he attempted to steal one's knife. Suddenly, he was picked up by the troll and blown into like a handkerchief.

"What the 'ell is that?" said one of the trolls.

The one holding him sniffed him, saying "It smells like a rabbit, but it don't look like one."

"Whatever." said the third. "Just toss him in the pot."

Bilbo started to panic, but then Kili came out of the trees. "Let him go!" he heard him say. The troll holding him snorted and threw him towards Kili. Unfortunately, the rest of the dwarves had come up shortly after Kili, so when Bilbo collided with him, all of them were pushed to the ground. This gave the trolls time to bag most of them and tie a few to the spit over the fire.

One of the trolls was getting impatient, and picked up Gloin. "I can't wait any longer, I'm starving. We should just eat 'em whole."

Thinking quickly, Bilbo jumped to his feet as well as he could in his bag. "Wait! You don't want to eat them!"

"Sure we do." said the one who currently held the dwarf.

"No you don't." Bilbo insisted. "Yeah he's got worms in his...tubes."

The troll made a face. "Ooh."

Behind him, Bilbo heard some of the dwarves denying, insulted. Thankfully, it only took Thorin kicking the nearest dwarf for them to get the idea.

"Yeah! I have huge parasites!"

"I've got worms in my tubes!"

"And I'm filled with worms!"

The trolls looked disgusted. Well, as much as a troll could.

The dwarves' shouting distracted the trolls long enough for Gandalf to return. He struck his staff upon the rock, splitting it while shouting "May the dawn take you!" The trolls turned to stone as soon as the sunlight hit them.

Now that the trolls themselves did not stink, Bilbo noticed the stench that could only be their lair. "I think their cave is there." he told the dwarves, pointing towards a boulder a short distance away. As they reached the rock, he braced his shoulder against it and said "I can't move this by myself, you know." The dwarves hurried to help him. Inside were gold and several legendary Elven blades, including a short-sword that would act as a proper weapon for Bilbo.

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