Bella set foot inside her home and pulled off her cloak gently, her mind still focused on the conversation she had had with Linette, before hanging it up and making her way to the kitchen, her eyes narrowly missing the weapons that littered the entrance hall of her home, the bottom of her skirt miraculously missing the pointy and sharp ends of the swords, knifes and daggers.

She entered the dimly lightly kitchen and instantly grabbed a small pot like pan, planning to heat some water to make tea believing that her brother was already most likely sleeping, meaning she needed something sweet and warm to help her get comfortable as she read before going to sleep as well.

Just as she filled the pot with water a large hand grabbed her shoulder gently, larger than her brother's at least, making her squeak and whirl around hitting the owner of the hand with the pot and drenching them in cold water before rushing out of the kitchen with a small frightened scream.

"Wait!" a deep voice called from behind her, coming from the man who had broken into her home before heavy footsteps followed after her, "Bilbo!" Bella screamed as she threw the pot over her head, hoping it would land on the intruder, her free hand grabbing her skirt, giving her better mobility. "BILBO THERE'S A ROBBER!" she screamed at the top of her lungs before she tripped on one of the weapons and went flying into the ground, face first.

The thundering footsteps came to a halt and a crowd of pained ooh's followed along with a screech that was recognizably Bilbo. Bella lifted her head and saw the sight of her brother speed walking to her and kneeling in front of her, their eyes connected and all she could do was send him a glare, silently telling him that he was dead meat for not coming to rescue her.

"Are you alright lass?" a deep and old like voice inquired, prompting the dark honey-haired girl to turn her head to the side, coming face to face with the sight of 10 dwarves and a wizard, the dwarf who had spoken had a white beard and was looking at her worriedly, "Bilbo..." she hissed lowly, the previous worry about the robber long gone, now replaced with scorching lava-like anger.

"Office...." she added before her older brother had any chance of replying, Bilbo nodded and got up, heading straight for the office knowing fully well that there were a few times in which his sister got angry but when she did she was worse than any goblin or dragon. Bella stood up and look at the dwarves and wizard, giving them a look that usually would have made them run for the hills before going after her brother.

Then, once inside the office she raised a challenging brow at her brother who instantly began rambling, being unable to keep anything a secret from her, "It's all Gandalf's fault. He's the one who led and brought the dwarves to our door." "And how about a warning?!" she exclaimed, her anger not once diminishing, "I didn't have time, between making sure they didn't ruin anything, trying and failing to stop them from raiding our pantry and making sure they didn't enter your room nor touch your drawings I really didn't have much time to warn you." Bilbo claimed, almost pleading her to believe him.

A long sigh escaped the dark honey-haired young Hobitess as she pinched the bridge of her nose and closed her eyes, then after a moment of silence, at least in the office room, she inquired "Is this why you've been cursing Gandalf the whole day?" her tone sounding desperate while still holding a bit of anger. "Not exactly. Granted I had no idea that this was what he had planned but he did mention adventure and how it would do me good to go on it, hence me cursing him all day." Bilbo rambled once more, although he could see that his little sister was no longer mad at him.

Instead, a tall wizard was and as much as Bilbo Baggins wanted to sit back and eat popcorn as he watched his little sister curse the living lights out of the wizard as well as give him and all of the dwarves an earful, he knew the topic that they discussing outside and extended his arm, allowing his hands to grip his sister's upper arms and held her in place.

"You can't cuss him yet." he rushed, urgency cloaking his words, "And why in Middle Earth not? This is our home and he just brought a gang of dwarves into it without your much less my authorization." Bella scoffed, attempting to get out of her brother's hold. "Because one of those dwarves is a Prince and they're planning to take back his kingdom." Bilbo told her, his tone the same although his pitch was slightly high, which meant that he was truly not meant to tell her that, however it didn't stop his sister from voicing her next words rather loudly.

"To Seven Hells if he's a Prince. I'm an angry woman whose privacy is being violated."