A/N: Please check out my new Kili and Fili fanfiction called the Magic of Elves! Please R&R.
Fili: 9
Kili: 8
Thorin watched as Kili sat pouting and playing with his food at the table. Across from him Fili glares daggers at his brother and slowly eats his food. Thorin knew they had an argument earlier that week about broke his prized vase from Erebor (Kili ratted Fili out.) But it has been 5 days since either boy has spoken to the other and that got Thorin quite worried.
"Are you boys still arguing about the vase?" he asks gruffly.
"No." Kili says when Fili says "Yes."
"Well let's make up so we can go back to eating dinner like a family not a table of enemies."
"I would love to do that uncle but you see my brother feels he must hold a grudge at me." Kili says loudly trying to get Fili going which it did.
"Me? You're the one who told on me for breaking the vase!" Fili growls standing up and pointing a finger at Kili. "Why shouldn't I be mad at you?"
"Because I didn't break the vase." Kili shoots back. Fili leaps across the table and tackles Kili out of his chair and to the ground.
"Why you little!" snarls Fili as he starts to yank on Kili's hair while Kili pulls his brother's braids.
Thorin watches for awhile hoping his nephews would fight it out and make up but once Kili starts to have a bloody nose and Fili is favoring his left foot Thorin grabs both boys my the neck of their shirts and breaks them apart.
"You boys are brothers not enemies!" he scolds. "No matter what the other does you should always love each other and never be mad at for this long."
"I'm not mad uncle. I just wasn't going to be nice to Kili until he apologized." Fili explains as he sits down so he can stop standing on his twisted ankle.
"I'm not mad either uncle. I just wanted to see how long Fili could last without me." Kili states and shoots a glance at his brother. He wipes his nose of blood but more drips out.
Thorin sighs and rubs his eyes with his hand. The stubbornness of dwarves, it could even make the closet of dwarves fight.
He is about to ask them to make up but when he looks up young Kili is in his brother's arms crying and Fili is crying too.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" is all Thorin can make out from the cries and he doesn't know which boy it comes from.
After sometime they stop and look at their uncle.
"We are sorry uncle for troubling you." Fili offers and looks at Thorin his blue eyes shining with sorrow.
"It's alright. Now both you off to bed!" he gruffs.
The two dwarflings run to their room. That night Thorin can hear the boys talking and giggling and catching up on what they missed over the last few days. Thorin smiles, everything is back to normal.