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It had been a long few days for little Johnna, that was for sure.

After the long fall she had taken from her bed, being dragged along by a hairy, mean man and sleeping on a lumpy, cold sheet, she wasn't ready for the disappointment that came the next day when the search for any parental figures of hers came up empty. After orders from who she has deemed as "King Mountain Man", she was dropped off at an orphanage in Dale after changing from her 'jammies into an itchy brown dress and shoes that were too small for her feet.

At least Flounder (her Ariel blanket) was still with her.

She came to find the orphanage in Dale a dreadful place. The Lady who owned the place made her clean the floors and sleep on the floor, for lack of any other beds, and eat something that resembled what her dog puked after eating too much candycorn at Halloween last year. At night,when she did get sleep, she would have nightmares about her parents leaving. and when she woke up, she found that she was the one who had left, and couldn't go back.

Johnna was not happy, to say the least, but she found that going on adventures in the better parts of Dale were better than staying at the orphanage.

When strolling, she was anyone she wanted to be. She could be royalty visiting her people, an assassin looking for her target, or trying to find her mom somewhere in the farmer's market.

That's how she met the young prince again.

She didn't know where in the town she had traveled into, but she was pretty sure it was the edge of it. She was starting to grow a love for this game of hers, to pretend, and seeing that no one else wanted to join in, she was content in playing by herself. she was running from an unseen obstacle, maybe it was a dragon or a murderer, you never knew with her, but she managed to run headfirst into a cloaked Dwarven prince.

"Cheese and crackers I'm sorr-" Johhna stopped mid-apology, eyes growing the size of dinner plates when she saw who she just body slammed.

"Hey, you're-" his hand flew to her mouth, his eyes as big as hers.

"Quiet human" Thorin hissed, looking around to see if anyone had seen him. He was lucky it was a more deserted part of town, or else he would have most assuredly been recognized.

Johnna pried his hand away from her mouth and smiled her toothless smile at him.

"I didn't get to thank you for saving my butt the other day, I'm so glad to-" another hand slapped to her mouth and another demand for her to be silent. The young prince looked around again, and quickly took her hand and ran. Johnna didn't know where they were running, but she started realizing that the buildings of the town started to grow more and more spaced apart until they were completely submerged in green forest.

Thorin stopped 10 minutes out of town and let go of her hand, she panting and trying to catch her breath as he looked at her with a mix of curiosity and outright terror of what he was doing. They were silent until Johnna could catch her breath, and suddenly the 5 year old was bombarded with questions.

"How did you come to be in the treasury? What is this California? What was that stitching on your gown? How are you-"

"Whoa cowboy! I'm five, and you're talking too fast!" Johnna exclaimed, looking at the guy like he had grown a second head.

Thorin huffed, and composed himself before looking at the girl with a serious look.

"I have traveled away from the mountain to seek you out, Miss Johnna, for my curiosity has grown far too much for me to stay and only wonder. You will answer my questions." His tone left no room for questions to be asked in his opinion, johnna was sure.

"Okay, what'cha wanna know?"

The prince gave her a startled look, as if this was the last thing he had expected.

"What?"

"You wanna know about where I came from, right?"

"Yes"

"Well,then ask silly! You don't have to drag me all the way out here jus'ta talk! Gosh, and I thought I was in trouble!" She giggled, sitting on a tree stump just across from the Dwarf prince.

"It was necessary to 'drag' you out here girl, for if I were caught my father-"

"You snuck out!" Johnna gasped, her eyes growing big again

"...yes"

"Cheese and crackers kid, you're awful brave to break any of that scary King Mountain Man rules."

"It was nothing really, and will be nothing so long as I return before dark. Now, will you answer my questions or not?"

"I already told you I would, dork."

"What is a dork, and why do I feel it is demeaning?"

"Oh boy…"

And we have contact!

So, Thorin may seem out of character, but seeing as he's like, 10 right now, I think the guy would be pretty curious about a kid falling from the ceiling.

The chapters are short so far, I know, but they'll get longer as the story progresses and more action get thrown into the mix. The best stories start out boring, I promise!

I hope you guys liked it!

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