Now that it’s generally known that Bomfris is pregnant … Imagine all the baby stuff she and Thorin Stonehelm are getting. Some of it’s from family, some of it’s not. So we have some of Bomfris’s sibs with kids bringing hand-me-downs, various relatives/close friends on both sides bringing useful stuff, often handmade. Thorin is amazed at all the stuff that babies need. Bomfris is resigned. Jeri makes some cute crochet hats based on Thorin’s story of lack of head hair as a baby.

they do, they need So. Much. Stuff.

(all the lovely old second hand stuff from Dis brings a certain amount of sadness along with the gratitude.)

Courtesy of the Gimizh & co., Gimli and the remainder of the company send a package to Bilbo and the hobbits of the Fellowship. In it? A set of fake beards and mustaches for them, all in the correct colors, made by Dori, Dis, and even one made by Wee Thorin, since, “They don’t got no hair on their faces at all!” Merry and Pippin often wear theirs, especially when they finally *visit* Erebor. Bilbo and Frodo’s *might* make their across the sea with them.

Sam: “Well, look at me, Mister Frodo! Why, I could be as Stoorish as a Breelander!” It gets Frodo to smile. That means it’s worth its weight in gold, as far as Sam’s concerned. 

(Tiny little Elanor finds it one day. She looks HYSTERICALLY FUNNY in it.)

Merry & Pippin: *die of laughter, use them to prank each other and everybody else*

Frodo: sends a very polite ‘thank you’ letter… and never wears it.

Bilbo: secretly tries it on in the mirror when nobody else is watching, checks himself from all angles, preens and prances about a bit and chuckles and uses all the Dwarvish swear-words he remembers… and then grows quiet, letting the funny beard fall to his knees and sighing. 

(okay but Dis with Angelica’s part in The Reynolds Pamphlet and facing Thorin’s grave while raw with grief and fury)

[DIS]

I knew my children like I know my mind…

You could never find Dwarves so devoted and so blind!

I loved my children more than anything in this life!

And I chose their happiness over mine every time!

Put what we had aside!

Damn this Mountain and our pride!

You could never be satisfied!

Thorin, are you satisfied?!

Dori is aggressively parenting. His. Entire. Extended. Adoptive. Family. He knits ferociously – Dain has so many pig-themed sweaters. He bakes all the time (Dwalin complains that he has to exercise for an extra hour every day to work off the cookies). He fusses perennially about how people look – Dis is sure that Dori worries more about her wardrobe than she does. Dori also has stashes of care items, and will fish out cough drops or hankies or mittens or dry socks at the barest hint of need.

*hearts in eyes* 

Yes. All of this. All of it. 

[FRIS]

There are moments that the words don’t reach

There is suffering too terrible to name

You hold your child as tight as you can

And push away the unimaginable

The moments when you’re in so deep

It feels easier to just swim down

[EREBOR CITIZENS]

The Lady Dis moves up north

And learns to live with the unimaginable

[DIS]

I spend hours in the smithy.

I walk alone through the stores.

And it’s quiet up north

…I never liked the quiet before.

I tend to their graves on Sundays

A sign to Mahal at the door

Then I pray…that never used to happen before

[FRIS/ FEMALE CITIZENS]

If you see her in the halls

Walking by herself, talking by herself

Have pity.

[DIS]

Nidoyith, did you like it up north?

Was it quiet up north?

[CITIZENS]

She is working through the unimaginable.

[MALE DWARVES]

Her hair is gone grey.  She passes every day.

They say she walks the length of the city.

[DIS]

You knock me out, I fall apart.

[CITIZENS]

Can you imagine?

[THORIN FROM MAHAL’S HALLS]

Look at where you are, look at where you started.

I know I don’t deserve this, my sister

But hear me out: that would be enough.

If I could spare their lives!

If I could trade their lives for mine!

They’d be standing there right now.

And you would smile, that would be enough.

…I don’t pretend to know, the challenges you’re facing

I know there’s no replacing what you’ve lost, and you need time.

But I’m not afraid.  I know you, namadith.

[looks to Gimli] Just let him stay here by your side.

…That would be enough.

[CITIZENS]

If you see him in the street.

Walking by her side, talking by her side.

Have pity.

[GIMLI]

Aunt Dis, do you like it up north?

It’s quiet up north.

[CITIZENS]

He is trying to do the unimaginable.

See them walking through the park, long after dark

Taking in the sights of the city.

[THRAIN]

Look around, look around! Oh, nathith…

[CITIZENS[

They are trying to do the unimaginable.

[FRIS]

There are moments that the words don’t reach.

There’s a grace too powerful to name.

We push away what we can never understand.

They are standing in the tombs now.

Gimli by my Dis’ side.

…She takes his hand.

[DIS]

*smiles down at Thorin’s grave for the first time*…It’s quiet up north.

[CITIZENS/DWARVES OF MAHAL’S HALLS]

Forgiveness! Can you imagine?

Forgiveness! Can you imagine?

If you see him in the street, walking by her side.

Talking by her side, have pity.

They are going through the unimaginable.