DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE HOBBIT
Memories: Kili and Fili
If you asked Kili what the best memory of Fili he had he would for once grow serious. It has been a terrible day for him, there had been endless teasing from the other children about his skill in the bow, which was not a traditional dwarf weapon and of course his lack of beard. He had had enough and had thrown down his weapons and was about to head over to lay into them. Fili had stopped him and told him to not worry about it because they were not worth anything. Kili had let it go and when he had turned the leader had flung his wooden sword at him and it had hit Kili square in the back of his head. He felt Fili catch him and as Fili pulled him to his chest he could feel Fili's heart racing. But Fili was breathing calmly. Fili had set Kili down carefully and before Kili knew what was happening, Fili had picked up the sword and stalked over to the boy. In five strokes the boy was on the ground with his nose busted and four large welts on his body. Then Fili had flung the sword down, picked Kili and took him home. When they were put to bed, Kili had crawled into Fili's bed and thanked him. Fili had told him to never thank him again for protecting him. "I am your brother," Fili had said, "And I love you. I will never let the ones I love get hurt when I am there." "Not ever?" Kili had asked. "Not ever," Fili said. And there Kili would smile from his reminiscence. "And he has never failed me," he would say.
If you asked Fili what the best memory of Kili he had, he would turn to look at his brother and then say, "This one."