Jane Austen Finger Puppet: Hey, baby.
Thorin: …are you speaking to me, madam?
Finger Puppet: You so fine, baby.
Thorin: I beg your pardon?
Jane: Oh, dear. Your majesty, I apologize most profusely for my cousin’s bad manners.
Thorin: Oh, this is your cousin! I see the family resemblance.
Jane: …do you really?
Thorin: No, not really.
Jane: Oh, good.
Finger Puppet: Hey baby, let’s go there and back again.
Jane: Oh, will you hush!
Thorin: Pray do not regard it, Miss Austen.
Finger Puppet: Hey king baby, what do you say we make that big Elven sword go SCHWING!
Thorin: Truly, Miss Austen, I am not taking this seriously. You need not be embarrassed. I dare say we all have a relative or two that will put us to the blush.
Jane: I dare say yours won’t show up here and speak to me in such a disgusting manner.
Thorin: Probably for the best you haven’t met Fili and Kili, then.
Thorin: It doesn’t matter.
Finger Puppet: Is it warm in here or are you just smokin’?
Thorin: I–I didn’t bring my pipe, madam.
Jane: That’s not what she meant, your majesty. (To Finger Puppet) You revolting creature! Stop with such talk! Can’t you see Thorin is not a…not a… HOLLABACK KING?
Thorin: Miss Austen, that is quite the nicest thing you have ever said to me.
Jane: Well, if the simple creature doesn’t have the wit to figure that out for herself…
Finger Puppet: Hey king baby, did you bring your Horn of Gondor? Cause I know just how to blow it.
Thorin: I think, madam, you have perhaps confused me with Boromir.
Jane: *clutches head in hands* I am humiliated!
Thorin: Now, madam Finger Puppet, you see you have distressed your cousin. Off with you! Go torture some other Dwarf. I can probably find a few who are not as nice as I.
Jane: Come to think of it, she thinks Fanny Price should have married Henry Crawford.
Thorin: Well, that just shows you that her taste was wrongly formed.
Finger Puppet: Your loss, baby. *wanders off muttering “REDRUM! REDRUM!”*
Jane: Thank you, your majesty. Thank you for your kindness.
Thorin: My pleasure, Miss Austen. To serve you is…always my pleasure.
Jane: Careful, sir.
Thorin: Yes, madam.
3 thoughts on “The Adventures of Jane and Thorin, Part the Third”
LOL The end of this is perfect. Is Miss Austen perhaps warming up to the King Under the Mountain? I must say, when I read The Hobbit years ago I never pictured Thorin looking like Richard Armitage… O_O
Hope you write more of these!
Love this. I do hope, many enjoyable episodes from now, that Jane and Thorin can overcome their differences (of species, etc.) and find love in the end.
Your Action Jane is lucky to have Thorin to talk to. Mine is still stuck with Action Sigmund Freud–although I have introduced a Spider-Man and a Harry Potter (neither from the same Action series, and both picked up on neighborhood walks) to provide her with some diversion. Please do continue the adventures. And I hope (with much more sincerity than Miss Bingley) that your Christmas may abound in the gaieties which that season generally brings.
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