This is a sort of crack!fic written by my cohort, water lily in clearwater, and I. We (essentially) wrote each sentence back and forth, only we didn't know what the other had written. I hope you enjoy the fruits of our labor!
Thorin knew that he couldn't avoid it forever and sighed.
Bilbo never thought this would happen, but then again, he thought that about a lot of things, like journeying with that wizard.
Gandalf snickered because he knew what was happening.
Bofur wrung out his fur hat, grabbed his flute, and said:
'I giggled, ready to watch the spectacle.'
Thorin turned around, and unconsciously, his eyes sought out the cutest person there, Bilbo of course.
It snarled at them, just waiting to pounce.
The rain kept pouring down, and fitted perfectly with the atmosphere around them.
Thorin grinned, hopping up and down.
He wanted to. He wanted it so badly, but he couldn't.
Desire coursed through him as he touched the gold.
Warmth, that could only be Bilbo's breath, warmed the side of his face, because they were huddled together to be protected from the cold.
Trees stood in the background.
Bilbo rolled his eyes at the dwarves' stupidity, and thought: 'I am surrounded by idiots! Idiots!'
But they knew that everything would be just fine and lived happily ever after. The end.
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xoxo Brenda
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