Nov 19:  Dream, Dust, and Dread

Bilbo eyed the mess in his front parlour with a sigh, and began to restore the room to rights.  “I guess it wasn’t a dream after all.” 

Humming, he returned the chairs that had been taken from the kitchen, study, and dining room to their proper places in the hole.  A broom and duster removed all evidence of footprints and ash, and opening the window to the breeze pushed out the dregs of pipe smoke from the night before.

Only when he saw Gandalf at his door, he realized with dread that he’d been humming the dwarves’ song.

Oh, dear!

A/N:  Prompt: (Indirectly)  “Oh, crap!” by Jo Lynne Navarre from ALEP2: TABA group on Facebook.  The muse decided to ignore my prompt list for this one, but after it was done, I realized that it does hearken back to the prompt I used for the very first 2011 NaQuaWriMo drabble.