Hey everyone! So here is chapter two and all under 24 hours so this is cool right? I'm not sure when I will be able to post the next chapter since I am going to my Dad's tomorrow so the third chapter will be up when it's up I guess. But my phone may yet work wonders so I might be able to find a way to update it from trusty ol' Charles. Then again I don't leave until the evening so another might be up in the morning, who knows. :)

Also I want to give a shout out with a super big thank you for reviewing my story's first chapter to Guest (thank you!, your review made me smile especially since I'm not one who could be easy described as 'touching', just ask my family, all that comes out of my mouth is sarcasm and random facts about things I read about put in a very sarcastic manner), and shadewatcher (ikr? fluffy happy stories just tug at your heart, I'm so glad you loved it!). I hope both of you like this chapter too. :)

DISCLAIMER : I DO NOT OWN "THE HOBBIT", ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS OR ANYTHING ELSE THAT ARE IN J.R.R. TOLKIEN'S ORIGINAL WORKS ALL OF THE CREDIT GOES TO HIM.

Anyway, this was inspired by some of the feelings I've been having about my family who have been really supportive of me lately since I am getting ready to head off to college at the end of the year and my eighteenth birthday is coming up. It's a big leap for me and I guess I wanted to put some of my feelings into some of the characters.

Ever at your service,

LonelyWinterRose

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CHAPTER ONE:

THE 'UR' FAMILY

Bofur, Bifur and Bombur

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~•~ Bofur ~•~

Bofur has always been lucky to have his older cousin Bifur around to look after him and his younger brother Bombur.

Since he and Bombur were orphaned rather young Bifur being older and their only close living relation had taken them in and cared for them.

He knew that he and his brother hadn't made it easy on their older cousin, then again looking after two young mischievous dwarfling's by ones self would have been a challenge anyway but children from the Ur Family have always been noted to be more rambunctious than other little ones.

He had tried to help care for his younger brother himself when Bifur was away working and he supposed he did pretty well since his brother doesn't hate him and his meddling had ended up bringing together Bombur and his wife Geiva who both gifted him and Bifur with many more little ones to look after, not that they minded since dwarfling's are so very rare and their family was blessed.

Bofur always makes sure that he is there for Bombur's growing family often supporting them by throwing in a little extra coin and food when they run low.

Then when Bifur was injured by a Orcish ax via his head and still lived to tell the tale after the Battle of Azanulbizar it had finally been time for Bofur to take care of his older cousin who had previously taken care of them.

He was beside Bifur every step of the way during his recovery breaking through the language barrier that suddenly appeared between his beloved older cousin and the rest of the world that suddenly seemed to be terrified of him.

He calmed him down when he had one of his attacks and supported him when ever he wanted to retry something he had done before getting hurt.

That is what family is for though, holding each other up when you are down, supporting them no matter what, and braving a smile and happy humor when the world threatens to overwhelm you.

His brother and cousin and his nieces and nephews are all that Bofur has left and Mahal help anyone who thinks to hinder his caring for his family.

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~•~ Bifur ~•~

Becoming the guardian of his young cousins had perhaps been the best thing that had ever happened to Bifur.

His eldest younger cousin Bofur was always happily smiling with a jolly joke to cheer their small family when things got rough and he was always willing to help him with whatever he needed help doing.

Bombur had been such a quiet good child always well behaved, at least when he wanted to be, and his large appetite made him proud for it meant that his little body had recognized that his older cousin could provide what he needed to grow.

Of course it hadn't been easy raising two dwarfling's by himself and who ever would think doing so would be easy obviously hadn't spent a lot of time baby sitting the little dwarfling's of the Ur family but he managed it happily since he knew what it was like to be orphaned young and had vowed to do whatever he could for them so they wouldn't feel as alone as he had when it happened to him.

When he got wounded in the Battle of Azanulbizar and it became apparent that he could no longer look after his cousins properly any more he had felt useless and most days confused and frustrated at the lack of communication he had suddenly been forced to deal with.

It had been at that time that he truly realized what blessings Bofur and Bombur were to him, they never let him down, the encouraged him, and supported him even when it was clear that the rest of the world had given up on him.

He would never be able to repay them for caring for him when he could no care for himself and though he knew Bofur saw it as a repayment for caring for them he never needed a thank you or really any kind of acknowledgment from his cousins for helping raise them, having them in his life has always been payment enough.

He had been ecstatic when Bombur started growing his brood since it had been a long time by then since Bofur and Bombur had been dwarfling's and he wasn't afraid or embarrassed to admit that he missed those days of having somebody small and relatively helpless relying on him.

It was nice to care and be cared for, after all that his what family is for, they were the little brothers he never had and really they were almost like his own sons in some ways.

Mahal only knew how grateful to his maker he was to have them with him to face the world, to support him and for him to support them in turn.

Though personally he rather liked it when they did not have to worry about him since he was more than perfectly happy to do are the caring and worrying for himself.

He is the eldest after all, and despite his handicap nothing would stop him from having his families back, and no matter what happens they will always have his support.

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~•~ Bombur ~•~

Bombur had always known that he had ended up lucky with the family Mahal had gifted him into, true he had his doubts during the hard times but everyone did and his older brother Bofur and his older cousin Bifur somehow always managed to get them through the rough spots and on the the better, brighter and smoother ones.

He often felt left out since as the youngest he was the one that was constantly cared for but he always did his best to return the favor when Bifur came back exhausted after a long hard days work by cooking him a good meal and making sure he rested and when his normally cheerful brother had the rare occurrence of feeling down he never hesitated to do all he could to distract him and cheer him up even if it meant making a fool out of himself.

One thing he found he could do to care for his two remaining family members was to cook for them, Bofur had always been hopeless when it came to making something edible to eat often burning water and singeing any meal of oats or simple rice beyond recognition while Bifur even before he acquired his injury had always been rather too fond, in his opinion, of vegetables and had made sure that as young dwarfling's he and Bofur ate plenty of them, too many of them in his mind.

Even when he was frustrated by Bofur meddling with his interactions with his One Geiva, he had been grateful for his unorthodox support on the matter and Bifur unconventional way of soothing over his loves side of the family when they had been faced with their union.

He had been beyond happy when Bifur found joy in spending time with his children, he knew that his older cousin had missed the days when he could take care of him and Bofur.

And after the Battle of Azanulbizar where Bifur had gotten an Orcish ax lodged in his head that the healers had been unable to remove with out killing him people had started to avoid him; the fact that his children weren't scarred of his cousin and in fact went out of their way to make sure he felt loved warmed his heart to no end.

Bifur had suffered enough and though he and Bofur had tried to help him in every way they could, supporting his decision to take back up his old craft and learn to fight with his Boar Spear again, the both of them had still saw that though their beloved cousin was grateful for their efforts his world had been turned upside down in the most unsettling way and even now it was hard for all three of them to accept.

But they have gotten through the worst together and they will only continue to do so.

Bifur had went without food so he could have some extra, and Bofur his wonderful always smiling and cheerful older brother has made sure that not one day of his life has went without a good laugh even if he hadn't wanted to laugh at the time.

They are a family and family sticks together no matter what, they support each other and stand at each others backs pushing and sometimes pulling each other in the right direction when a direction is needed.

Once together, always together.

Bifur will always look after his younger cousins, Bofur will always look after his older cousin and younger brother, and Bombur, well he will always look after Bifur and Bofur no matter what.

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Next Chapter : Balin and Dwalin family feels.

Note : I will try to make the next chapter a little longer or at least just as long as this one since it is just two characters.

Ever at your service,

LonelyWinterRose