Singing Hobbitling

Hey guys! This week, I'm doing something a little different. My two-word prompts have started to bore me (always a dangerous thing with a writer) so I've decided to share a couple random fanfiction snippets I've written for a friend recently. Let me know if you like them!
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The door, yawning before them like a great, dark mouth, seemed to Bilbo rather sinister in the failing light. He realized with a rather unpleasant start that the dwarves' eyes, shining in the dark, were all fixed on him. It was time (despite the lack of supper) for him to render the promised service. Swallowing in an attempt to banish the fear lodged in his throat, the little hobbit crept forward.

Poor Animal

This week's prompts are interesting, easy to work with, and fun. The subject is "Animal" and the theme is "poor." And I am most certainly NOT thinking of the Muppets. Nope. Not even a little bit. :)
I look forward to seeing what you guys come up with for this prompt - or hear your suggestions for what I might have done differently with mine.
Added bonus inspiration: "Lets all give a big hand for our recently deceased! Go on, spin the wheel, lets see what Fate has in store for you!"
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She could remember a face. Or at least the impression of one. Blue eyes, the color of faded denim. Sometimes. Sometimes they were other colors. Like grey. Old face. Wrinkles? She didn't know. Old. Tired. And it wasn't her face, but it was very important to her. A face she had looked at often. She opened her eyes, and was immediately struck by a wave of unexpected sound.

Voices, laughter, cheering, stamping, the hum of fans, the buzz of electric lines, the whine of mechanical equipment. Lights shone in her face, screening the rest of the world from view while a loud, cheerfully clipped voice blared in her ear.

Dream Racer

This week's subject is "Dream-catcher," and the theme is "Race." While the idea for this one is definitely easy for me, I think I'll add a little twist to the prompt by adding a stylistic challenge as well: write a conversation that is entirely silent, wherein the character communicate using body language, rather than words.
Inspiration for the stylistic challenge to The 3 AM Epiphany, "Body English." 
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Resistance.
No so much cold as chill, like a sheet of water.
Then he was through, into the warm dark on the other side.

This was like to be a nightmare, from the feel of it. He made a face, but began his work, soothing the fear, bringing little lights into being here and there, showing the darkness for that of night, not a prelude to captivity. When the dreamer brought footsteps, he added the cheerful chatter of excited voices, like those going to a game or a feast. The lights grew brighter.

He added smells. Warm dust. Aftershave. Barbecue.
The dreamer added more scents, some familiar, some indescribable. One was very distinct: horse.

Space Fish

This week's prompt is reminiscent of A Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. It'll be a trial not to copy the style or the story. Subject: "The Rocket-Ship," and theme: "fish." My first thought is a lot like what I did with the vessel and sand. I'll try to think of something else. 
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They had only been in space for a week, and it was already unbearable.

Them

This week's prompt seems a little skewed to me, but maybe that's because I'm taking two lists of prompts and smashing them together, and that's what I get for being strange. :) The subject for this week is "Bread," and the theme is "eye contact." My immediate thought is some sort of awkward romance in a bakery, but perhaps I'll try something other than my first thought.
I look forward to seeing what you come up with, too.
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It's always a pleasure to watch a Burning. Maybe it shouldn't be - the older folks tell us that "it didn't use to be like this," and "it's a shame you youngsters have to see things like that," but they watch just as avidly as we do. Even in the cities, it's not always safe, though it's safer inside the cities than outside. That's just the way it works. Now and again, though, one of Them will get in, and then we have a Burning. 

The tricky part, they tell us, is luring Them into an enclosed space. Preferably one of the building on the Outskirts that no one lives in. Connor helped them do it, once. He said they gave him a sack of bread crumbs. Like Hansel and Gretel, he laid a trail. It had to be fresh, though. Otherwise, They wouldn't follow it.