A.N. So this is my first attempt at a Hobbit fic. It's most decidedly movie-verse. Also, this is a drabble collection, so they are limited to 500 words or less, which is why they are so short. I take suggestions-if there is something you'd like to see, let me know!

Title: First Meeting

Word Count: 403

Fili sat by his uncle, having been banned four hours earlier from the family rooms. The five-year-old did not quite understand why, though he thought it had something to do with how his mother would sometimes clutch her large stomach. Her stomach had grown greatly over the past several months, and Fili didn't know why. He just hoped she was okay.

Fili looked up at his uncle. "Is Mama gonna be okay?" he asked in a small voice.

Thorin Oakenshield grinned down at his small nephew and stroked the blond head. "She'll be fine, Fili."

Fili nodded and went back to playing with the small wooden toy dagger he had received for his birthday three months earlier.

Three hours later a light-haired dwarf entered the room where Thorin and Kili waited. Fili looked up, and ran to his father.

Thorin followed more leisurely, stopping a few yards away. "How is she?" he asked of his brother-in-law. Thorin had already lost his brother, and, despite his reassuring words to his young nephew, knew the dangers of childbirth. He didn't want to lose his sister as well.

Nar, husband of Dis, and Fili's father, smiled widely. "Dis is fine, and so is Kili."

"Kili?" Fili asked, confused. He hadn't heard the name before. Thorin seemed to understand, though, and nodded.

Nar knelt before his son, murmured, "You'll see," and picked up the young dwarf, carrying him back to the family's rooms, with Thorin following close behind.

When they reached the rooms Nar set down his son. Fili ran to the bed where his mother lay and was about to jump on it, but was caught by Thorin. Leaving one hand on the shoulder of his nephew, Thorin kissed his sister's forehead. "Congratulations," he murmured.

"Come here, Fili," Nar called. He was holding a blanket-wrapped bundle that squirmed feebly. Fili went over to his father and tried to peer into his arms.

Nar stooped. Fili frowned—there was a little face in his father's arms!

"What dat?" Fili asked. This was making no sense.

The three adult dwarves laughed, and Dis called Fili to her side. "That, little one, is your brother. His name is Kili."

"Oh," Fili said. He understood now. Some of his friends had brothers. "I play wif him?"

This statement made the others laugh again. "Not yet," Mar told his elder son. "When he's older."

Fili nodded, content. He could wait.

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