Yea I have no idea where this came from...I was watching The Little Mermaid and Kiss The Girl gave me an idea for a short story but then there was just so much in that one little thing that it turned into chapters...there's something wrong with me. Well enjoy this! Oh warning it's modern day company...I also apologize for all the American stuff crammed into it. (I don't know a lot about England or Ireland's food or things to do for fun so I stuck to what I do know so I wouldn't look like an asshole...I'm sorry.) I tried my best to describe how they'd look modern world...at least how I think they would...basically just the (amazing, wonderful) actors that play the character but wit they're hair and stuff the color of the character they played...Bofur still and will forever have his facial hair and hat. Sorry for any and all mistakes!
Warnings: Nothing...yet.
Pairings: Nori/Bofur and Bilbo/Thorin (I'm Nofur and Bagginshield ships)
I don't own The Hobbit or anything else mentioned in this story!
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"Bofur that man has been standing in the kids section for twenty minutes now. I think he's lost." A medium sized man with golden curly hair and bright green eyes said walking up to his friend.
"Aye Bilbo I know." Bofur said smiling. Bofur stood and stretched. He liked to think himself rather tall, but that's only because his best friend was so short. He raised a hand and pulled on his dark brown hair. "Perhaps we should go over an ask if he needs help?"
Bilbo smiled and walked over to the man with him. Bofur studied him for a moment. He was slightly taller than himself and had auburn colored hair and was slicked back and pulled into a loose ponytail. He had jeans and a leather jacket on and was currently looking at a book.
"No wonder he smells like alcohol. Probably had no idea where he was. You're on your own on this one." Bilbo hissed walking away. "Hurry him up. It's nearly closing time and I've got a date with Thorin."
Bofur rolled his eyes and tapped the man on his shoulder. When he turned Bofur had to take a step back. The man had beautiful light green eyes and an amazing clean shaven face. The only downfall was he smelled of alcohol so bad Bofur thought he got a small buzz. The man raised an eyebrow at him.
"Can I help ye with something?" Bofur asked hoping the man wasn't truly that drunk and praying he didn't cause any problems.
"Uhh yeah you could actually." The man said soberly. "It's my little brothers birthday and uh well I have no idea what to get him. He loves to read so I thought book?"
Bofur stared shocked for a moment and slowly opened and closed his mouth before closing it and raising an eyebrow. He cleared his throat after a moment and regained his composure. "Yes right. Well how old is he then?"
"He just turned six today." The man said proudly.
"Six well hmmm...how well does he read?"
"You know that series about the girl that blows stuff up because she's in a game and then is on fire or something and then causes a lot of problems and her sister dies and her love loses it and tries to kill her?" The man asked.
"Ye mean The Hunger Games series?"
"Yea! That's it! Well he read that series." The man said staring at Bofur's shocked look. "Yea I know he's a total smart ass. He can count to five hundred and knows his ABCs forwards and backwards until P."
