So I think I am a little bit late, but well, aha, I hope you enjoy this chapter, It is a little bit small but I am really not in the mood to do things these days, I'm sorry ):

Bilbo woke up the next day smelling coffe and decided to get up. When he looked to his side, his clothes were there completely dried. He smiled.

He put on his clothes and went downstairs, but stopped when heard a child's voice:

- Hey Uncle, why it has a man wearing a dress in your room? - The voice asked laughing.

- It's not a dress, Kili. He was wet from the rain yesterday and I gave a shirt of mine to him.

- Is he your boyfriend? - He heard another child's voice.

- I don't.. He.. Just eat your breakfast, Fili. - Thorin looked frustrated.

Bilbo laughed a bit.

- Good morning. - He said.

- Oh, Bilbo, good morning. Sit down, I'm making coffee. - Thorin said smiling at him. - Boys, this is Bilbo, my .. friend. Bilbo, these two little monsters are Fili and Kili, my nephews.

Bilbo sat on a chair next to Kili.

- Hullo. - He said looking at the boys.

- Hello, I'm Kili. I liked your hair. - Kili said laughing.

- Why thank you. I liked your hair too. - Bilbo said laughing too.

- And I'm Fili. You like my hair too? - Fili asked hopefully.

- Of course. It's like it has a piece of the sun on your head. - Bilbo answered smiling.

Fili laughed.

- You know what, boys? Bilbo writes zombie stories. - Thorin spoke.

- Really? Zombies? I like zombies. - Kili said.

- Yes, zombies. And not trying to brag, but I can draw them pretty well too. - Bilbo said.

- Oh, can you draw me being a zombie? A ugly and disgusting zombie. - Kili asked laughing.

- Me too, me too. I want to be a zombie. I want to be a pretty zombie. - Fili said.

- Fili, zombies are ugly.

- But I would be a pretty zombie.

- You would not.

- Yes, of course I would.

- Okay, okay, no fighting, or Bilbo will not draw any of you like zombies. - Thorin spoke serving coffee to Bilbo.

- Thank you. - Bilbo replied softly. - Well, I can try to make a pretty zombie.

Bilbo spent the afternoon at the Durin's house, drawing zombies, playing tricks on Thorin with the twins, and having his hair being messed up by Kili's little hands. Without even realizing it was night again and he needed to go home.

- Don't you want to spend the night again? - Thorin asked.

- I can not. I need to write. - Bilbo replied smiling. - But maybe another day, who knows?

- I hope so. I can take you home if you want.

- No, It's fine. But thanks anyway.

- Are you sure?

- Yes, do not worry.

Thorin hugged Bilbo and he was a little confused when the smaller man seemed to hesitate to contact.

- Bye, Thorin. - Bilbo said and walked away quickly.

- Bye .. - Thorin said with a sigh.