So, this chapter is shorter because I spent, like, a week and a half trying to figure out how I wanted this chapter to go. I hope it is up to par with the rest of them.

Disclaimer is in previous chapters.

Song being sung at the end of the chapter is The Wizard and I from the Broadway show Wicked, which, of course, I don't own.

So far, the only exciting thing to happen this morning was the wager placed on Bilbo's attendance. After everyone had said their piece, the company seemed to quiet down, enjoying the silence of nature. I, on the other hand, was bored out of my damned mind. I was just one of those people who constantly had to be doing something, and just sitting atop a horse, listening to nature, didn't cut it. I had very few options to cure my boredom as well. I could make conversation with Bofur or Kili, I could play a road trip game, I could list the many ways I was going to maim my idiots back home, or I could sing something. Part of me also wanted to severely irritate the ever loving crap out of a certain dwarf. One by the name of Thorin.

"I could start a game of 'I Spy'" I thought to myself, it could be easily the most annoying game from any human's childhood. Plus, if done right, I could have started an argument in no time amongst the company. I was so deep in my own mind, and bent over the neck of my horse, that I didn't realize the dwarf behind me was staring.

"You doing alright there, lass?" Bofur called from behind, "Not sick or anything are you?" Without meaning to, I let out a small laugh.

"Nah, but thanks for the concern Bofur," I responded, turning in my saddle so I could face him to the best of my abilities, "I only get sick in cars. I was just trying to find a way to entertain myself."

"Why would you want to do that?" Bofur questioned, "It's such a nice day. Why not just enjoy the scenery?" This is where I really started laughing.

"Because if I don't find some way to entertain myself, I'm going to find a way to annoy Thorin." I warned him with a Cheshire like grin. To my surprise, Bofur started chuckling, as well as Kili, who rode in front of me.

"I wouldn't do that Y/N," Kili threw back to me, "I do think you quite like your limbs where they currently are." I rolled my eyes. As if this stuffy, grumpy, and short dwarf could take on my skills.

"Ha, I'd like to see him try." I boasted. Only thing this caused was Bofur and Kili to laugh harder.

"And what is so funny?" I demanded, trying to switch my glare between the two of the men.

"Because that is a sight I would love to see." Bofur laughed.

"I don't think Thorin would know what to do with you coming at him." Kili explained, trying to control his breathing. The more I thought about what they said, the less I glared and the more I began to smile. Next thing I knew I was laughing, because Thorin and I were not far apart/far apart in height. The scuffle that would ensue would be a sight to see.

"I'd still like to see him try." I laughed, taking to sitting sideways in my saddle. I really hated riding for long periods of time, since it became uncomfortable for me very quickly. Before either of the two dwarves had a chance to respond, we all heard a yell in the distance. It sounded like a certain hobbit. I decided to put my skills, although a bit rusty, to use and confirm that it was Bilbo we heard shouting. I turned to where I was facing Bofur, placed my hands on the edges of the saddle, and proceeded to lift myself up. I placed my feet firmly in the center pf the saddle, and gained my balance as I stood to my full height. My horse seemed to know something was off, and fixed the canter she was going at, allowing me to stand up and look over the entire company.

In the distance, for a fact, was a hobbit by the name of Bilbo, running toward us.

"It's the hobbit!" I called out, more for the members who were in the front, and in case they didn't hear him when he yelled at us the first time. Without even thinking about it, I simply dropped back into the saddle, then turned in the seat just as quickly, so that I was facing forward once more. Without anything being said, the company started to slow down, allowing Bilbo to catch up. He ran past I and the rest, heading straight to the front, where Gandalf, Thorin and Balin were located.

"Everything seems in order. Welcome to the company!" Balin called happily. Before Bilbo could even breathe he was being given a pony, and was placed on top of the beast. He rode up front behind Dwalin, and he seemed to be very uncomfortable around the horse. And with that, the bags of coins started flying. Many of them would go to Bofur, Kili, Gandalf, and I, since we were the only ones who believed that he would show up.

"Heads up!" Was shouted, and I turned to see two coin bags come flying my way, which I promptly picked out of the air. Thank you all those years or softball and basketball. I placed them in the pack that was located on the side of my saddle. I looked up to see Bilbo asking something of Gandalf, probably about the betting. Which was quickly answered by the bag that was headed Gandalf's direction, from a certain dwarf named Fili. If I remember correctly, he made fun of Kili for betting that Bilbo would show. Who's laughing now, bitch?

A part of me, deep down, wants to think that Kili and Bofur were the only ones to bet in Bilbo's favor simply because I had. I really hoped that that wasn't the case at all, because I didn't want to deal with that later on. At that line of thinking, I wanted to scream internally for about six years, because my situation isn't bad enough. I then sighed out loud, because the boredom was once again setting back in. Did I mention that I hate riding for long periods of time? Because I really and truly do. So much.

"Did that really just happen?" I began to sing quietly to myself, for once, not trying to be a show off, "have I actually understood? This weird quirk I've tried to suppress or hide, is a talent, that could help me meet the wizard.

If I make good. So, I'll make good."

What I didn't notice, since I had resumed my position of leaning on the neck of my horse, was the looks that I had received from Bofur, Kili, and Fili. If I had been looking up, I would have also seen the looks the three dwarves gave each other. But I didn't, because if I had, well, let's just say things would have gone a lot differently.

Yet, maybe I like the way things went anyways.

I hoped those of you who do read this, liked the chapter!

As always,

R&R for a Twix

Kitty-Twin89