Familial Bonds

Moments You'd Rather Forget

This prompt was provided by the ever wonderful Knowing Grace who is seriously a legend and is pretty much trying their hardest to inflate my ego to the point where I drift out of the stratosphere. I hope I do you proud with the awkwardness you wanted to induce haha.

I'm not going to introduce this prompt; I believe it becomes pretty clear early on. XD

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Thorin was glad that Dis had finally kicked him and Soren out of her home. It meant the two of them had more space, more time together and no more frustrating nephews underfoot – as much as he loved his heirs of course.

The prince of Durin's folk had just laid breakfast out on the table and sat down with a steaming mug of tea when a wailing cry echoed down the hall.

"Daaaaaaaaaa!"

Thorin leapt to his feet in an instant and ran towards Soren's room. Something was definitely wrong; the young lass never cried out and she never called him 'Da' anymore.

"What's wrong!?" He cried as he stopped outside the door. He went to turn the handle but there was weight against the door. "Soren!?"

"Da, I think I'm dying!" She cried and he was thunderstruck to hear the tears in her voice. It sounded as though she was sitting behind the door though and he needed her to move.

"Dying!?" He yelped in response. "Soren open the door!"

"No!" she howled, aghast.

"Then tell me what's wrong!" He pushed against the door again but his daughter must have leant against it harder to keep him out.

"B-blood!" she said with a half-choked sob.

"Blood?" he repeatedly dumbly. "Where?"

There was a pregnant pause.

"D-down… down there…" Soren said uncomfortably. Outside the door Thorin Oakenshield froze like grass in the winter frost. "I-in, in my … uh – my nickers…"

Thorin thought he was going to faint right away. He leaned his head against the cool wood of the door before her words struck him truly and he leapt back, bashing his head against the wall behind.

"Er… uh, just stay where you are, okay?"

"Da?" the words were soft and confused. "Where are you going?"

"Ju-just put pressure on it!" He called before he smacked himself in the forehead. Put pressure on it? Really?

"But where are you going!?" Soren cried from behind the door. "Don't leave me here bleeding!"

"I've got to get your aunt! I'll be right back!"

Well, preferably I'll be back in a few hours when everything's sorted and Dis' fixed her up again.

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A/N I know it's short, but I hope I made you smile at the very least! Please review if you did. Prompts still accepted.