Bits and pieces from my upcoming fic for the hobbitreversebang based off of fatynthemachine's wonderful pictures. As always, this is from the first draft, are unedited, and may not make the finish product.
I have thought up a wonderful birthday present to give everyone, though it will be sometime before I can give it properly. If I don’t succeed on the gift, then I will succeed in seeing you again, my dear friend.
“How. Are. You. Awake. You. Blasted. Pitiful. Excuse. For. A. Dwarf,” Frerin growled.
… the treasure was there but there is no dragon.
“Don’t set my hair on fire,” Dori growled at Nori.
“You’re moving too slow,” Nori said.
Gandalf chuckled. “Too good? You say that the food must have been bewitched because it was too good?”
Something was wrong with Bella’s Dwarves.
Actually, it was just the one Dwarf, but it made the other Dwarves quite irritated so Bella considered all of the Dwarves under duress.
“So, this is our burglar,” Thorin said.
“Can I go and see them Master Oakenshield?” Bella asked quietly.
“Why on Arda would you do that?” Thorin said.
“I’ve never seen an Elf before,” Bella said.
Please don’t leave me alone again.
{Bella said,}“I think that shows that you are a romantic and believe it will turn alright in the end.”
Thorin smiled. “I met the wizard while searching for my father, long believed to be dead. I came to reclaim a homeland from a dragon that not even an entire mountain of Dwarves could not defeat. I think me being a romantic is a well-established fact, Bella.”