Of waking up and adventures -
The dwarves had all awoken by now, except for Fili and Kili, who still were closely positioned together, trying to make use of each other's body heat as much as possible. It was clearly a pitiful sight that even Thorin felt a bit of sympathy towards them, but also had his doubts on further bringing them along with their quest to reclaim Erebor, for he knew that the two were still young not only at heart, but physically as well. It may be too dangerous especially if they kept up in that condition.
"Fili, get up," Thorin not-so-politely nudged the blond dwarf with the tip of his boots.
Fili was up in a matter of seconds, dazed and disoriented, and his head throbbing.
"Wake your brother up," Thorin said gruffly, then walked off to make preparations to leave the area.
Fili glanced down at his brother and groaned. Nobody liked waking Kili up.
For what seemed like the hundredth time, Fili jabbed his brother in the stomach, "Kili!"
The dark haired dwarfling only stirred slightly in his sleep and then fell back into slumber, his chest rising and falling to the sound of his breathing.
"Ugh, Kili, please wake up," Fili grabbed his brother's arm and shook it vigorously.
Kili moaned and swatted him away like a disturbing fly.
"Kili! Wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up!" The blond haired elder chanted, placing his hands on Kili's stomach and attempting to shake his whole body, to which he only earned a grunt and silence engulfed the room again – save the sound of Kili's light snoring.
"Mom, he's not getting up, I've tried!" Fili wailed as he ran out of the room, his little legs stomping on the ground.
"Well, we can't keep your Uncle waiting! He's a very busy man," she frowned, turning to look at her brother whom merely smiled and said, "It's no trouble, really."
Fili gazed up at his uncle with wide, expectant eyes, "Uncle, are we going for an adventure with you?"
"Not today, Fili," Thorin replied softly, stooping down to Fili's height and placing two hands on his shoulder, "But I'm here to discuss it with all of you. At least if Kili does wake up."
Fili's eyes widened more, and he immediately dashed off into their room screaming, "Kili! Wake up! We're going on an adventure!"
Thorin chuckled. He had always loved his nephews, cared for them like his own sons, and looked forward to spending time with them. He didn't know how, or why, but deep in his heart, he knew that they were going to grow up to be brave warriors - not putting the fact that they were still little immature bubbly kids into consideration – and that they were going to be of great service to him.
"Kili, come on," Fili groaned, taking his brother by both his hands and attempting to pull him up.
Fili managed to pull him into a sitting position, where he sat with eyes closed and mouth slightly parted.
"Wake up," Fili grumbled, lightly patting the messy dark haired younger one on the cheek.
Kili didn't stir, and fell back down sideways from his weight into an awkward sleeping position.
"If you don't wake up, Kili, I swear by all the gold and treasures present in middle earth that I will leave you here to fend for yourself!" Fili hissed.
When Kili responded with a long snore, Fili let his face fall into the palm of his hands, completely given up.
"That was always the trouble with those two," Balin snickered, as the other dwarves gathered around to listen, "Master Thorin always said that Fili would be the quickest to get up, but Kili could sleep on for ages on!"
"- which is the reason why I always volunteer to tend to the ponies in mornings," Bofur grunted, "So I wouldn't be the one to wake Kili up!"
"Smart move, smart move," the other dwarves nodded their heads in unison.
"If you all aren't done with your little blibbering and blabbering, I suggest we get going," Thorin snapped.
"That's if we are all ready.." Ori cringed under the stare of their leader, as everyone turned their heads towards the pair.
Fili was now dragging Kili up by one arm, while the younger protested miserably.
"Get up or we'll never see an end to this day, for the wonders of Durin's beard!" Fili groaned, earning guffaws from the entire company, and even a hint of a smile could be seen playing on Thorin's lips.
"I shall take care of this," Thorin sighed, pushing his way through the mass of dwarves to where Fili stood hovering over a never budging Kili.
"KILI," Thorin boomed, causing the younger to bolt up from his position, and immediately stand at attention with his hand in a salute.
"Kili sir! At your service."
"For Durin's sake! Was that all it took to wake you up?"
Short chapter because I'm leaving the house soon! Sorry if it's getting a bit boring, I hope you enjoyed the chapter!