Hi guys, another quick little chapter just a cute one not essential to the plot. Enjoy
XXOXX Miss AudreyBear
"Ah! Ah! Ah CHOO!" Baya's whole body was racked her sneeze, making her rock back and forth. She glared at the few stupid dwarves who dared to laugh sniffing pathetically.
"Here," said Dori handing her a clean pocket handkerchief.
'Dank 'o 'ery 'uch," she sniffled again. "Ah Ah Ah CHOO!" Thorin settled next to her on the couch wrapping an arm around her tiny shoulder.
"'m gonna get 'u sick dorin." Her voice sounded very strange and nasally from her cold. Thorin shrugged.
"Dwarves don't get sick."
"Don' give me dat Dorin!" She growled annoyed at the Dwarf's pride. He leaned down and planted a quick peck on her rosy lips causing Baya to sputter in indignation.
" 'M not in da mood fur kissing Dorin!" She growled sniffing again. Thorin chuckled and gave her forehead a gentle kiss. Baya sniffed and glared at anyone who looked at her.
"Looks like we're gonna have to work extra hard to keep colds away from the Hobbit. Who knew they would become so irritable?" Baya glared dagger at Bofur who had dared to break the silence.
"Dust wait till you're sick 'ofur den we'll see 'ose irritable!" This caused Bombur to break out in heavy laughter.
"Just think though," said Thorin slowly, "If is just a cold imagine what a flu..." he trailed off under Baya's heated glare.