A/N: I own nothing. I typed this up quickly, so I apologize for any grammatical errors or inconsistencies. This is just something I've been jotting down over the last week or so, because it has passed the time and made me smile. :)

"Just one drink, brother! We're early, anyways," Kili said, wrapping his arm around Fili's shoulders. He steered his apprehensive brother to the left at the fork in the road. They had just arrived in Hobbiton, and sounds of merry-making were floating through the air from the pub.

"We should keep our heads down, but I suppose one drink won't hurt." Fili had considered putting his foot down, but honestly, a mug of ale sounded great. They had been traveling for weeks, with only each other for company. While they loved each other, they were starting to go a bit stir crazy. Kili laughed and took off running to the pub, Fili close behind.

Inside the pub, they found a table and sat. Fili ordered the drinks and paid the barmaid. They drank in silence, watching the rambunctious goings-on around them. "Just one more," Fili said to the barmaid as she walked by.

Kili had always been sneaky. Tonight was no different. Whenever the barmaid walked by, he surreptitiously exchanged his empty mug for a full one. He just had to wink at the girl, and she kept bringing the mugs.

The brothers ended up staying long enough for Fili to have four ales, after much convincing by Kili. In the time that Fili consumed his four ales, Kili had close to tripled that number. "Alright brother, let's get going," Fili said.

Kili laughed. "One for the road, then!" he slurred drunkenly, clumsily reaching for the barmaid.

"You're drunk! How are you drunk?" Fili asked, ripping the ale from Kili's hand. Kili shrugged and Fili rolled his eyes. He should have kept a closer eye on his brother. Kili tended to get pass-out drunk at the worst possible times, and now was one of those times. "Let's just go. We need to get you sobered up at least a bit before uncle gets here. He already thinks we're too young, and if we show up and you can't even stand" At first, Fili was afraid he'd been to harsh, but then his idiot brother grinned.

"I can stand! Watch me," he slurred, pushing himself up to stand. As soon as he was on his feet, he lost his balance. Thankfully, Fili was there to catch him. Kili laughed brightly.

"Fili, I'm drunk," he said simply. Fili smiled. He threw a cloak over his brother's shoulders, dropped some coins on the table, and led his little btother towards the door.

"I can see that, little brother. Not your best move," Fili said. Let's just hope the walk to the meeting place sobers you up. Kili nodded and stumbled. Fili hadn't seen his brother this drunk in years. Fili made the assumption that Kili was anxious about the quest, and that is why he drank himself blind.

Suddenly, Kili stopped in his tracks. "Where's my cloak? Mum'll kill me if I lose it again." Kili turned a quick circle, searching. The turning caused Kili to fall flat on his back.

Fili shook his head. "Are you looking for the cloak that you are wearing, little brother?" he asked, chuckling. Kili looked down at his shoulder and sheepishly nodded. Fili helped him up and threw Kili's arm over his shoulder.

Together they made their way down the road. Pretty soon, they rounded the corner to see Balin a little way ahead. "Kili, I believe Balin has gotten shorter since last we saw him!" Kili laughed his bright laugh, but much louder than necessary given the fact that they were right next to each other. "Hush. You yelled in my ear!"

Kili made a face somewhere between a smirk and a grimace. "Sorry, brother. I'm drunk and you're very funny." The number of 'R's Kili had just attempted to say made Fili laugh. He'd forgotten how hilarious and, though Kili would kill him if he said this out loud, adorable his little brother was when he was drunk.

Kili looked over Fili's shoulder and saw Balin for himself. "Fili! It's Balin!" he said loudly. He immediately realized his volume and put a finger over Fili's lips and shushed him. Fili grabbed Kili's hand and moved it so the finger was in front of Kili's own lips.

"No, you hush. You've got to pull it together if you don't want Thorin to know you're drunk."

"Okay. Lessgo," Kili slurred, taking a shaky step. Fili intervened before Kili had a chance to fall again. He had really not seen anyone this drunk in a terribly long time, and that was saying a lot, since Dwarrow drank quite a bit.

The rest of the walk to the meeting place went without incident. "Alright. Kili, look at me," Fili said. Kili tried, but didn't make it long. Fili put his hand on top of Kili's head and twisted it so he was looking him in the eye. "I want you to say as little as possible, especially when Thorin arrives." Kili nodded and knocked on the door simultaneously, which Fili found to be quite impressive given his state.

A/N: I'm going to type up and publish the rest tomorrow, hopefully! Review please!