Gah! Late update, I'm sowwy!

I'll try to be better!

Also, I'm thinking of rewriting this. Another version, where Kili refuses the speak Westron. What do you guys think?


Kili slowly ate the food, running his tongue over it in his mouth and tasting the flavor. He never had chicken stew before.

He didn't see Fili again. He liked it better that way.

The only dwarf Kili liked was Balin. He liked Gandalf too. The dwarf didn't press him about Azog or the orcs. He listened instead, waiting for Kili for finish speaking before speaking himself.

"I wanna go back," Kili said quietly. "I belong with Azog-"

"You belong with us. With Thorin and Fili-"

"If Fili is really my brother, then I'm related to a damn bastard." Kili gave Balin a dark look. The older dwarf sighed. "Finish eating, and if you feel up to it, you're more than welcome to come downstairs for supper." Kili nodded slowly and continued eating his lunch.

Stew tasted very, very good.

Supper came around faster than Kili had liked. He didn't like being cooped up in the room. Balin had told him that they were in the house of Beorn, a man that could turn into a bear. This surprised Kili greatly.

Sighing, the boy pushed the covers back and struggled to stand. He gripped the nightstand and stood upright. He stretched his limbs and went to the door. He heard the dwarves laughing and talking downstairs, and he followed the sound, then tripped at the bottom of the steps. He stumbled to the door, just managing to stop himself from crashing to the floor. He immediately felt everyone's gaze on him, especially Fili's heated one.

Bofur and Balin came forward and helped him stand straight. "Th-Thanks," he mumbled. He couldn't believe he was trusting these dwarves.

He was seated between Balin and Gandalf. "Hope you're still hungry after that stew, laddie," Balin said with a warm smile. Kili cleared his throat. "It was good." Most of the dwarves went back to eating.

"How's your arm?"

"It still stings... Badly..."

A few dwarves glanced over at Fili. He didn't look up, and didn't eat any more.

"It should stop soon," Oin said. "I apologize for the pain you felt."

Kili shrugged, "I'm used to getting hurt, but I never felt pain like that."

"Don't the orcs care for you?" asked a dwarf, Ori, who seemed shy.

"They say they do, and they don't help heal me because they want me to be stronger." He shrugged again, "I believe them."

The company went back to eating. Kili wolfed down his food remarkably fast, then wiped the juices off his mouth before finishing off his goblet of wine.

"You must've been hungry, lad! Guess the stew wasn't enough?" Bofur asked with a friendly grin. Kili smiled a little and nodded. "Starving!"

He stayed with the dwarves in the den. He sat far from Fili, and could often feel the blonde shooting him a glare.

Thorin sighed and went over to Fili. "You can't hate him forever," he murmured, making sure no one could hear.

"Oh, yes I can," Fili growled. "I'll hate him as long as I want."

"Fili," said Thorin sharply. "Don't ever say that."

"He tried to kill me! And he gave me this!" Fili snapped, pulling up his sleeve to show his scar on his arm. Thorin narrowed his eyes. "And you gave him a worse injury! Fili," he said lowly, "look at him. He's tense and never closes his eyes for more than a few seconds. He has his defenses up because he's frightened! And you giving him nasty looks isn't going to make him feel better!"

"He wants you dead just as much as Azog! What if he kills us in our sleep!?"

Thorin didn't answer, and instead pulled Fili to his feet and to another room. "What-"

Thorin slammed Fili against the wall, and the younger could tell he was annoyed. "Stop being a brat," Thorin growled. "Or I'll make sure you stay here. And if you do follow us, I'll send you back to the goblins until we have Erebor back." Fili swallowed hard. He knew Thorin wouldn't really send him to the goblins again, but keeping him here wasn't an empty threat.

"Y-You can't! I have to be in the company!" he exclaimed, fear and worry on his face.

"I can, and until you get your act together, you're no longer a part of this company." Thorin let go of Fili's collar and went back to the den.

Fili couldn't move, struggling to understand.

Did he just get kicked off the company?


What do you guys think?

Thorin is willing to make an effort to get Kili to be more comfortable around them. Kili IS his long-lost nephew, after all.

Should I rewrite this? And I am NOT giving up on this story! I just have a busy life! And I love the positive feedback I'm getting!