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Ori sighed. He watched them walk, almost naked like, at least Thorin was, with a deep sadness that ran deeply deep within him. Inside. He did feel empty. But only a little. Because he had Fili's coat. He lay in bed with it, whining, and liked it, imagining it was Fili's cheek. But which cheek? There were many. So he imagined it was all 4.

Outside. Thorin looked up, watching his nephews backsides as they climbed a tree and played. He was very proud of them. And sometimes wished they weren't related. All of them. There were some things even a king couldn't have. Sadly, one of them being his nephews. Not that that didn't stop him from imagining some things with him though. But then there was Ori, who was young and sweet like nephews. He couldn't help but smile when he thought of his freckles. All over his little self. Everywhere.

Ori sighed. He was naked now. Changing. But he wished he wasn't. He wished it was for other reasons. Unfortunately, one of those reasons, he never thought he could have. Sighing, again, yeah, he went to the kitchen. He ate there, and ate some of those Bofur eggs, they were always good, and were today.

Meanwhile, Thorin was talking to his nephews. "Fili, what do you think of Ori?"

Fili suddenly blushed. "Ori? Why do you ask?"

"Because. I have my reasons. And he has his."

"Well in thats case, he's... rather...um...different? But I don't mind him."

"Interesting. Kili what do you think of Ori?"

"Ori is round about town, but I like his sling shot skills. He's good in battle. Or at least practice battle." Thorin wondered what that really meant, but he of all people knew. Suddenly, he thought of one of his nephews trying to sleep with Ori, and he wanted to crush their skulls.

Back in the house, Ori has an idea. He would pretend that he forgot his shirt, and walk past Thorin and his nephews to see if anyone noticed. So Ori set off, shirtless.

"Uncle, can please go swimming? Pretty please with Cherry on top?"

"Since you asked so nicely, I say yes."So those boys got and got in the water.

"Brrr." they grumbled together once in the blue freezing cold frozen, almost, water. Thorin chuckled.

"I dont know why you wanted to go in so bad, I should splash and you and teach you a lesson."

Ori had now arrived at that tree in the river. He stood for a minute, hoping someone would notice him.

"hey look everyone, its Ori." Kili shouts. Ori was so so embarrassed that he turned bright bright red because he didn't want that brat Kili to see him. Only Fili and maybe Thorin. Then his redness turned to rage, and he loaded his sling shot and fired.

"Ouchy." Kili said as the acorn split open his skull. "ooow."

"Oh no brother, you are bleeding so like." Thorin whipped his head around, his icicle like eyes spotting Ori.

"If I couldn't count your freckles right now, I would punish you. And I mean that in that you'd be so far away, I wouldn't know you were Ori. But because you are. Ill be quiet."

"Im so sorry. I was merely out hunting. For some lunches. When my hand slipped."

Kili was now crying blood all over his face. It made Ori go hard stiffen in the crotches region, Strange, though, to react to the one he did not want. At leeast first, then again, maybe it was the way fili was patting his shoulder with gentility and care and love that made ori want him and not kili's blood.

"Ori, for you hand slipping, you sure did a lot of damages."

"I have your coat." Ori replied.

"There there." Thorin shouted from behind all where he had a great view of everyone from the back. "Kili, stop crying. Your a moma's boy, I gonna leave you behind if I ever go on a quest now."

"but uncle, that's not fair." Ori new it was now or never.

"Fili." he says with love. "come get your coat. Its just down the road. Fili came, not in that way, and he struggled into his clothings since he didnt get dressed first. Everything stuck to him because he was wet and muscled. Ori wished he was his clothes, or better yet, his underwear. If he wore any. And if he didnt. He wished he was his pants.

They got to his house some quick.

"Hey Ori," Fili said, Ori tensed at his tone.

"What?"

"Back there, when you were looking at me, or rather, at us... I thought I saw...its only that your pants looked like they..." he turned bright red, making Ori turn even redder.

"what about my pants?"

"Not your pants... whats under them."

Ori felt like he had died and gone to heaven, and felt other things too. Fili smiled. Cause he noticed them.

"Who cares about my coat anyway," he said.