Written for the TolkienWeekly Supper challenge. Beta by RiverOtter.
Otho sniffed, “We’ve received our invitation to Bilbo’s party. And we are to be included in the family supper.”
“Well, of course!” said Lobelia sharply. “You are his proper heir, after all!”
“We had to have been the last in the region of the Hill to receive ours,” Lotho noted. “Angelica Baggins told me her family got theirs last week. Why, even Old Noakes has been speaking of little else but of how glad he was to receive his for almost a fortnight!”
Lobelia straightened. “He has given us the place of honor!”
Place of honor, or ignominy? thought Otho.