One In A Million

|Chapter II:| Conclusions

originally published: may 25th, 2014 @ 2:31 pm E.S.T

edited: november 11th, 2017 @ 9:27 am E.S.T

The thought of marrying Thorin kept creeping upon him.

He felt like he was back in the deep, dark creepy whereabouts of the Mirkwood forest.

Bilbo packed all the books he needed, the leftovers from some dinners (just incase they lost supplies and got famished), and all his clothes.

Of course he didn't overpack, especially because he'd wanted nothing less than to stress his pony Marigolds back.

He'd named her after his beautiful lush garden speckled with beautiful marigolds.

Bilbo walked out and loaded his cart, only to be greeted by a bundle of dwarves.

"Morning Bilbo, you look nice." Bofur exclaimed

"Thank you very much Bofur, why don't you all come inside for breakfast before we go into middle earth?"

The dwarves looked at Thorin pleadingly, obviously famished.

"C'mon uncle, after all it is your future fiancé." Kili sputtered

Fili stepped forward "Kili is right, for once. Besides we might as well eat before we leave."

He could tell Thorin wasn't in a mood to be pestered with complaints.

So he just caved in "Okay, can we come in?"

His long, clever fingers ran through my curls. "Uh yeah but take off-"

Bounding through the door the house soon had a dirty floor thanks to a certain pack of dwarves.

Just as he was about to turn and go inside as Thorin pulled me back

"What is your answer? I can wait no more." He pursued

"After giving this tons of thought, my final answer is..... Yes!"

Bilbo yelped, flashing Thorin the brightest smile possible. He was hoping to brighten the older man's seemingly sour mood, and it looks as if it worked.

He was embraced in his future consorts buff, strong arms and kept that way, blinding Bilbo from his thoughts for a moment.

"Let's go in Thorin, I forgot about breakfast. I am afraid there will be none left for us if we're out here much longer."

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Thorin ducked under the doorway while Bilbo of course had no problem walking through with absolutely no problem.

Thorin looked around, memories rushing back to his head to when he first met his burglar.

"We must move, if we are to make it in time for my official coronation." He exclaimed.

Bofur only smiled "Lad, we know you're anxious to get home."

Thorin sent his comrade a forced smile, despite being irritated at everything around him. Except Bilbo.

"Okay guys I'm ready to go! I hope you've had a pleasant breakfast." Bilbo chirped

"Up pack my dwarves, and remember no leaving each other behind." Thorin grumbled.

The blue eyes dwarf wondered to himself if he could do something special for his love..

A/N: So did you like it? Sorry it wasn't interesting but the next time I'll amp it up a bit. Any suggestions? Any criticism? I'd love to hear them💜💜.
~AlexTheZombieSlayer.