And so he found himself, drunk as fuck and free of all inhibitions, stumbling quietly through the corridor that lead to her chamber. OneShot. FutureFic

"You cannot pass," he said. The orcs stood still, and a dead silence fell. "I am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the flame of Anor. You cannot pass. The dark fire will not avail you, flame of Udûn. Go back to the Shadow! You cannot pass." But of course the Hobbits were outrage with how Un-Hobbit this Hobbit was, for he was no Hobbit at all! Not at all.