Just Short The Hobbit Edition | By : ShadowoftheForgotten Category: +Third Age > General Views: 1643 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own The Hobbit or Lord of the Rings. And obvioulsy I'm not making a dime off of this. If I was making money off of fanfiction it would be in book form and not on an internet archive. |
In dwarrow culture Omega’s or males who can bear children are just as rare if not more so than women. The dwarrows covet and protect their Omega’s just as they do their women and children, much to the Omega male’s chagrin. So the Omega male hides his status, just because they can have children doesn’t mean they are neither fragile nor do they want to be taken advantage of. Other than Omega’s there are some dwarrows who can just tell when another is Omega, they are in fact drawn to them, normally by scent. They are called Alpha’s and they outnumber Omega’s and normal dwarrows.
So you can imagine the shock that Alpha Thorin Oakenshield Durin felt when he stepped into Hobbiton and was assaulted by the scent of Omega’s. It is only with the extereme control his grandfather and father beat into his head that he doesn’t acquire a very embarrassing problem right then and there. Hobbits you see are the opposite of Dwarrows, for them all males can bear children; they are a very fertile race after all, so Alpha’s are rare for them. Thorin’s anger at being tricked by the wizard grows as he loses his way not once but twice!! He follows the map that Gandalf gave him to the letter, trying his damnedest to ignore the pleasant scents that kept tickling his nose, but he still ends up lost. And to make things worse, any Halflings he meet fled before he could ask them for directions! When he finally finds the door marked with the dwarrow rune for ‘Burglar’ he lets out an internal sigh of relief.
The door opens and he can faintly smell an Alpha which makes his hackles rise slightly before he noticed that the scent is almost masked by the scent of the Omega in front of him. The Omega with lovely curly copper curls and dazzeling hazel… No! Bad Thorin, he is not pretty, he does not rival any precious metal! In fact “He looks more like a grocer than a Burglar.”
“Excuse me!!!” the Halfling squeaks and Thorin in no way compares the Halflings voice to a bird. Then he blinks, oh Mahal… he didn’t say that out loud, did he? And the meeting goes downhill from there ending with the “Burglar” fainting on them. With a tired sigh Thorin rubs his eyes, they were to take on Smaug with just thirteen dwarrows, two of which are most assuredly Omega’s… Mahal have mercy on them.
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