The Hobbit and LOTR Imagines

Kíli

First Kíli imagine, whoop whoop! Imagine cleaning up Erebor after it's regained and finding a bunch of dresses and having an impromptu fashion show... interrupted by a certain dwarf. Now this is dedicated to TheElkMaiden though they did not request it, but because I love their imagine ideas, and this imagine idea happens to belong to them. It's not exactly like their original idea, but I love it. Check em' out!

You grumbled as Fili led you along the stone path, your only desire at that moment was to drink, eat, and go to sleep.

Erebor was now back in the dwarves possession, and you happened to be with Thorin and Co. for the whole wild ride. You were on the team because of Gandalf, your fighting and knowledge of ancient runes had impressed him, and the King under the mountain himself.

And now that it was reclaimed, there began the process of clean up, which you had been doing thus far.

"Oh come on Fíli dose this really require me?" you asked, rolling your eyes.

"No, it doesn't technically require you ," said Fíli, "but you're the one somebody thought was best for this job."

You creased your eyebrows. "Really? And who would that be?"

He smirked and chuckled to himself. "Oh, nobody important."

You rolled your eyes once more and shrugged. "What ever, you rotten little princeling."

Fíli winked as he opened a door. "That's my name, don't wear it out."

"Knew it!" You yelled in reply as he shut the door behind you.

You sighed as you turned on the lantern, not knowing what exactly this job was.

Your breath was taken away at the sight in front of you. Piles and piles of colorful fabric littered the room, and you knew from one look, they were dresses. You picked one up, noticing it was human sized.

So was the next, and the next, and the next. In fact, they all seemed to be human sized. There were all types of dresses, ball gowns, everyday cotton ones, evening dresses,- you blushed at the next ones- even wedding dresses.

Happiness filled your inner girly girl and you almost squealed. Deciding you could try them on before they were put in a wardrobe that was in the room, you closed your eyes and picked the first one off the top of a pile.

It turned out to be this one:

You gasped at the beauty of it. Quickly, you tried it on. You twirled around and around, the dress fit perfectly. You took it off and tried on more, dancing and jumping around, having a good old time.