Fili waited outside his parent's bedroom, fidgeting anxiously. He had been waiting out here for about an hour or so and he was worried. Only a few moments ago had his mother been screaming in pain. Never had he EVER heard her scream like that. And he never wanted to hear it again. It scared him, knowing that he was stuck out here, by his father's commands, and he couldn't do a thing to ease his mother's pain. He felt utterly useless, and it didn't help that had no idea about what was going on.

Maybe it had to deal with his mother's bump. Over the past few months, Dis had been getting larger and larger. Fili just thought that his mother was eating more and more. But when he had asked his father about it, his father had said; "Inside your Mother's womb, there is a small dwarf, growing. Your mother is nurturing it, preparing it for when he enters the world." This had left the poor 5 year old dwarf very confused but he had just nodded and acted if he understood.

When the door to his parent's room opened suddenly, Fili jumped a little, startled. His father smiled warmly at him. "Fili, come here." He said, bending down as Fili ran up to him. He lifted the small dwarf in his arms and carried him into the room lit only by a crackling fire place. Fili spotted his mother who was lying in her bed, her eyes closed.

Fili's eyes grew wide with worry and he reached for his mother. His father carried the blonde dwarf over to Dis. When they reached the side of the bed, she opened her eyes and looked up at her child. "Fili," she murmured, stroking his long, golden hair.

He looked down at his mother. "Mama? Are you alright?!"

Dis smiled tiredly and chuckled. "Of course. Why wouldn't I be?"

Fili didn't want to seem stupid so he just shrugged. Suddenly, there was a soft yawn and it came from neither him or his parents. "What was that?"

Again, his mother smiled, and his father placed him on the bed next to Dis. "Look," she said softly, nodding her head to her arms.

That's when Fili noticed that in his mother's arms was a bundle of cloth. There was another yawn and Fili knew it was coming from the bundle. He reached toward it, but stopped himself and looked up at his mother. Dis nodded and he reached over and moved the cloth to make an opening at the top and he gasped. Wrapped up inside the cloth was a small dwarf baby and he lay sleeping.

"Fili, this is your brother, Kili." Dis said.

Fili's eyes grew wide hearing that he was a brother. He leaned over the small dwarf. "Kili," he whispered into the baby's ear and kissed his cheek.

Dis and her husband smiled, proud of their sons.

It had been a few months after Kili was born. Fili had kept himself busy with chores, practice, and the like. His father had to work in the village, and his mother was often busy with caring for Kili. Kili had grown quite a bit when six months passed. He had large brown eyes, thick brown hair, and a small nose. Yes, Fili loved his brother, but Kili was a handful. Kili's curiosity would often get the infant in trouble, or he would be crying, and he was constantly hungry.

"It is the nature of us dwarves," his mother had explained when Fili had asked why Kili acted the way he did. And then, with a smirk, she added, "Besides, you were the same way where you were that small Fili."

Fili had just scowled, refusing to believe that he was always needy like his brother, and went to go practice.

It was a crisp autumn day when he came. Fili was brushing his pony's hair when he heard familiar humming and boots coming up the path. He dropped the brush and ran around to the front of the house. He immediately spotted the oncoming traveler and smiled, running up to him. "Uncle!" he cried happily, hugging the taller dwarf.

Thorn chuckled and bent down, picking Fili up and carrying him to the house. "It is good to see you, lad. How are you?"

"I'm fine!" Fili chided, happy to see his uncle who was often away on business.

When they reached the house, Dis had already opened the door and was smiling at her brother. "I didn't expect you to be back so soon."

Again, Thorin chuckled. "I come when I can."

"I know. But won't you come in? I have someone you need to see."

Thorin raised an eyebrow but stepped inside the house, putting Fili down. Fili held onto his uncle's had as Dis led them down the hallway, stopping in front of Fili's room. She looked at them, a smile on her face, put her finger to her lips, warning them to be quiet and opened the door. In Fili's room, there was a large bed for Fili and a cradle.

Dis brought Thorin over to the cradle and when Thorin saw the small dwarf child, his eyes lit up. "Oh Dis," he mused quietly. "I had no idea."

She nodded and carefully picked Kili up. Kili cooed and giggled, reaching up to his mother with small hands outstretched. Thorin placed a hand on top of Kili's head and stoked his nephew's hair back with a loving gaze.

"His name, sister?"

"Kili."

"Of course. It's fitting."

Fili sat on his bed, watching his family. Uncle Thorin had never acted this way before. It was so out of character for the heir. Thorin was normally so serious, so… kingly. So Fili just sat there, watching his uncle.

"How old is he?" Thorin asked.

Dis set Kili on the floor and Fili immediately sat down next to him. "He's only six months."

"And words?"

She shook her head, watching Fili play with Kili. "No. Not yet."

"Hmmm Fili was speaking at this time."

"Oh that's right." Dis faced her brother. "Thorin, are you hungry? You must be. Come on. Fili, bring Kili out to the living room and you two can play out there."

Fili picked Kili up awkwardly and carried him out to the living room. He set him down on the floor and sat in front of Kili. While Thorin and Dis talked, the two brothers passed a ball back and forth. Fili liked playing with Kili like this, but he couldn't wait until he was older. He couldn't wait to show him how to sword play, or how to ride a pony, and the list went on. Fili wanted to be the best big brother ever.

"F…Fee… Feelee?"

Fili stared at Kili in surprise as he tried to say his name. "Filee?"

"Um, Mum?! Mum! Come here!"

Dis came running into the room, Thorin too. Dis half expected Kili to be injured with Fili's tone, but when she didn't see anything wrong with the younger of her sons, she sighed in relief. "Fili what is it?" she asked, somewhat annoyed.

"It's Kili! He's-"

Fili was cut off by Kili. "Fili!" he giggled, his eyes twinkling and he was smiling.

Dis gasped and scooped Kili up. "Oh! Your first word! You're saying your brother's name!"

Thorin smiled and picked Fili up. "Be proud Fili!"

Later that eveing, Fili's father came home from his day in the village and he was greeted by the splendid news about Kili's first word. He couldn't be prouder.

To add more to the small family's pride, a few weeks later, Kili took his first steps. Also, Fili was well on his way to mastering his axe throwing abilities. Out of the whole family, Thorin especially took pride in his nephews. They were heirs to the throne.

One night, after Dis and her husband were done tucking the two boys in, saying good night, Thorin walked in and sat down next to Fili who was fast asleep/ he brushed the child's long blonde hair away from his face and smiled. "You will make a fine king."