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Ben followed him, and they all shuffled into the tiny house. It was scorching hot and he returned to the fire. “You’ll never meet another like...
Juniper, meanwhile, was laughing. “You’re doing great,” she said earnestly, leading the boy in a circle. He seemed very stiff, but he was...
“I know machines,” he said with a scoff, going back into his house.
Juniper was pulled the opposite way, taking the hands of a curly haired boy who seemed a little nervous. “Hello,” he said quietly. “I need to...
“We’re looking for experts,” Ben said easily. “Someone who knows machinery better than anyone else.” The dwarf mumbled a little. “Well, yew’ve...
She grinned at him, her hand coming up to cup his jaw before the music began to change its tune. “Oh. Switch.”
The dwarf squinted. “Elves?” he asked. “What’re ye doin’ here?”
She laughed a little. “Because you’re my type.”
Ben laughed a little as they knocked on the door. The door swung open, and an ancient dwarf squinted up at him. He had soot across his nose and...
He sighed and they headed for the hut. "Fine, but if we die, I'm blaming both of you."
She paused, looking up at him. "I think you're so wonderful," she said quietly, her gaze earnest but hesitant.
“Yeah, that really makes me feel better,” he said sarcastically.
“Aw, Z,” she teased lightly. “You’re a real cutie.”
“Do you trust dwarves?” he replied. “I wouldn’t.”
She slipped her arms around his neck, looking up at him. “It’ll be fun. Don’t panic.”
Puck glowered. “I really think that’s a bad idea.”
“When the music suggests it,” she said, looking up at him. “Looking forward to a new dance partner?”
Puck and Ben spoke at the same time. “Yes,” said Ben. “No,” said Puck.
She beamed at him, taking his hand and setting his wrist against her waist. “Hear the music?” she murmured, looking up at him. “We need to match...
“They don’t like to be called small,” Ben interjected as they approached.
