This is a double chapter finish as I can't update tomorrow. Enjoy the finally two!
Thranduil had called Balin begging him to get Thorin out of the house and put him somewhere so clear his head. They were obviously confused but followed as ordered and now had Thorin in a nice little park full of fragrant flowers. Thorin seemed calm and less sulky in this atmosphere.
"You seem happier than usual lad."
"It's very beautiful here."
"That it is lad, that it is."
Thranduil was pacing, why was he nervous? He wasn't even doing it, Bilbo was. Bilbo came out of his room wearing his favourite lucky red sweater.
"Bilbo! So I was thinking do you know any languages? Preferably not Russian or German you know the rough types. . ." Bilbo looked at him clearly confused.
"I know GCSE level French . . . Why'd you ask?"
"You could walk up to him spouting French and then say the poem."
"And make more of a fool of myself . . ."
"But it would be so romantic!" He all but squealed.
"Ugh! Save me the mush. Fine."
"Yay! Oh I hope something like this happens to me." Looked out the window dreamily.
"So, here we go then."
They walked at a snail's pace to the car. As Bilbo was about to start the car he stopped and turned to Thranduil.
"Where are we going exactly?" Thranduil made a face like he was sucking a lemon. Then he huffed.
"I don't know I forgot to ask." Bilbo didn't look surprised.
"Want to phone one of them then. . ."
". . . Yeah that's probably a good idea."
"You think." Thranduil made a playful glare then dialled Dwalin's number.
The rough tone answered" Yes?" He sounded annoyed.
"Hiya Dwalin nice to be speaking to you too!"
"What is it?"
"Where are you?"
Dwalin looked questioningly at his brother and Thorin who were looking at him "In the St. Paul's garden" (No idea where the name came from . . . ) Thorin looked suspicious to why he was saying their location.
"Ah that's a lovely place. How's Thorin doing?"
"Why do you ask?"
"I'm curious! Can't I just inquire about him?" He made a face that had him and Bilbo stifling giggles.
"He's alright I suppose."
"That's lovely bye bye now." And Thranduil hanged up. "Okay lets go then."
Dwalin put his phone back in his pocket. Thorin looked at him expectantly.
"Well?"
"Well what?"
"Who was it."
"Thranduil."
"What did he want. God it's like trying to get blood from a stone!"
"He wanted to know where we are." He looked at Balin who had a twinkle in his eye. "Know anything about this."
"No of course not I do not have affairs with Thranduil." 'Right this second' he added in his mind and couldn't help a little chuckle escape. Thorin and Dwalin looked at him through squinted eyes.