A/N: This chapter was really fun to write! And it's a bit longer than the last few have been. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. :) And thank you for the reviews!

Kili recovered quickly, and within the week he was antsy to leave his room, which he had been moved back to after that first night.

Dis quietly entered his room to check on him one early morning and found him on his stomach wide awake, propped up on his elbows, staring at her. "Well good morning, my son," she said, laughing lightly. Before Kili took ill, he had been propping himself up and holding his head up for longer periods of time.

He grinned and rolled onto his back. Fishy was laying next to his head, and when Kili exposed his face, the dog licked his face mercilessly. He laughed and signed "go" a few times. Kili rarely signed anything just once. Then he signed "up".

"You want to get up?" Kili nodded enthusiastically. "Just wait a moment and I will get Fili to bring you out to the main room," she said, leaving the room. While Dis could lift Kili if she needed to, she took advantage of times when there were other dwarves around to do the heavy lifting.

A moment later Fili came in, smiling. "Good morning, brother!" he said, striding over to the bed. He scooped Kili into his arms fairly easily. "We need to start feeding you more! You are light as a feather," he said jokingly, but he looked meaningfully at Dis who pursed her lips.

Kili had lost a lot of weight since the accident, and this most recent illness did not help his case any. She fed him large amounts of whatever food he would tolerate, but he was still very thin. She had discussed this with Oin, who had an answer that made sense. He'd said that the seizures take so much out of him, it's like doing hard labor in the mines. So whatever he ate got burned off too quickly. While the explanation was logical, it didn't solve the problem.

Fili gently put Kili down in the oversized armchair by the fire, adjusting the cushions so he was comfortable. "Are you cold?" he asked Kili. The brunette nodded, looking at the dying fire. Fili grabbed a blanket and laid it over Kili before stoking the fire. "I'm sorry, Kili, but I have to leave. Uncle Thorin is waiting for me in the council room. I will be back later today, though," Fili said.

Kili nodded, but then furrowed his brow. He pointed to himself and signed "go".

"Sorry, Kee. You can't come with me today." Kili frowned and looked down. "I'm really sorry, brother."

Fili sighed and left. When he caught up with Thorin, he pulled him aside briefly. "How can we get Kili out of the royal quarters? He begged to come with me today, but then I realized we have no way of getting Kili around."

"Talk to Bofur. I'm sure he can come up with something. Maybe a wheeled chair. But I agree. It would be good for Kili to get out of the rooms."

After the council meeting, Fili went straight to Bofur's shop, which he'd set up almost immediately after the battle was won. Many of the dwarves went back to mining, but Bofur was content to continue his craft.

"Well hello, lad! What can I do for you?"

"I've been thinking that we should get Kili out of his chambers every once in a while. But apart from carrying him or using a litter, I don't know how to make that happen," Fili explained.

Bofur nodded, already thinking of designs. They discussed some more, and came up with a wheeled chair, equipped with something to help him stay in the chair when he had a seizure or wiggled too much in attempt to escape.

When Fili returned to the royal quarters later that day, he expected Kili to be sleeping. To his surprise, and short-lived horror, his brother was laying in the middle of the floor on his back.

Before he rushed to Kili's side, Fili was stopped by Dis. "Why is he lying there like that?" he asked, not understanding.

"Well, I am not sure why he chose that spot to stop. He has hardly stopped moving since you left earlier. He scared me half to death at first, when he fell out of the chair. To be fair, it was quite a controlled and deliberate fall, and once he was on the ground, he began perfecting his rolling technique," Dis explained, eyes glimmering with pride. "I guess he has decided that he is not content to be confined."

Fili was thrilled. The most Kili had gotten around on his own was from one side of the bed to the other, and sometimes off the bed. Fili sat down next to Kili, who grinned when he saw him.

"Comfortable down there?" he asked, poking Kili in the sides playfully. Kili squirmed and laughed. "I have to see what's so great about the floor." Fili lay on his own back next to Kili.

Kili squirmed to roll enough to look at his brother. Fili chuckled. "You have quite a nice view of the ceiling from down here," he said. "Pretty soon, you'll be able to get out of here and see the rest of Erebor. There's a lot more to it than these rooms, I assure you."

Fili wasn't sure Kili really understood what he was saying to him, but Kili smiled none the less. Dis was curious as to what Fili had planned, and asked him about it. Fili explained what he and Bofur had come up with. While they were talking, Kili started to seize, colliding with an unsuspecting Fili. He quickly moved to cushion Kili's head, since the stone floor was quite unforgiving.

When the seizure ended, Kili tried to sit up, seeming disoriented. His breathing was hard and fast. "Shhh, brother. I've got you. You're alright, just lie still," Fili comforted. Kili still looked unsure, but stopped his rushed movements. Fili lifted his brother and carried him back to his bed. Before Kili's head touched the pillow, he was asleep.

It only took three days for Bofur to deliver Kili's new chair.

He had taken a chair he had already constructed for another customer. With a few modifications, he deemed it suitable for the young prince. He'd attached two large wheels and two smaller wheels for stability. Bifur had sat in it and Bofur pushed him around to see if it was safe.

In order to ensure Kili wouldn't fall out of the chair, He had built up left side of the chair. He'd considered doing the same on the right side, but deemed it unnecessary.

He brought leather straps and fastenings with him when he delivered the chair so he could put the finishing touches on once Kili was in the chair.

Oin heard about the endeavor and insisted he accompany Bofur on the delivery. They arrived at the royal quarters just after breakfast. Kili was sitting on the floor propped up against the wall eating his breakfast. Dis was standing over him, arms crossed, looking down. WHen she heard the others enter, she looked over. "He won't eat," she said, frustrated.

Kili glared, and then pushed the bowl away. It shattered on the floor, spilling its contents. They all froze, glancing at Dis. Dis just shook her head and closed her eyes. Kili, on the other hand, grinned before laughing. At the sound of Kili's giggle, Dis opened her eyes and looked at her son. His laugh was contagious, and she smiled despite herself.

At hearing the glass break, Fili came out of his room. "What happened?" he asked. He noticed the bowl and oatmeal on the floor and chuckled. "Never mind. Another one?"

"Yes," Dis said, picking up the pieces of glass before anyone hurt themselves.

Bofur bent down and helped her clean up the rest of the mess. "Would wooden bowls be helpful? They wouldn't shatter," he offered. Dis nodded, laughing.

"That would be very helpful, indeed," she answered.

While the breakfast fiasco played out, Oin had knelt down next to Kili. Kili was always wary of Oin when he visited. His visits usually coincided with illness, injury, and usually poking and prodding. When Oin began the poking and prodding, Kili squirmed until he was on his side. He then rolled a few times, effectively getting out of Oin's reach.

Oin rolled his eyes. "Yeah. He's been doing that," Fili said, laughing. "So this is the chair?"

Bofur stood and nodded excitedly. "What do you think?" He pushed the chair over closer to where Oin was pulling at Kili's arm.

Fili was inspecting the craftsmanship. "It looks great! Can we try it out?" he asked. When Bofur nodded, Fili knelt down on Kili's other side. Kili was huffing and scowling as Oin continued his work. "Kee, I'm going to pick you up, okay? We have a surprise for you!"

Fili picked up Kili under the arms and Bofur rushed to get the lad's feet. With Oin standing behind the chair to keep it stable, they set Kili down. After a few tries, Kili was situated.

Kili looked very unsure, and began squirming and sliding out of the chair. "Hold still, Kee," Fili said, hauling him back up. Bofur chuckled, picking up a piece of charcoal he had brought.

"Hold him still and I'm going to mark where we need to attach the straps." Fili nodded, pulling the wiggling Kili back up again. Bofur worked quickly, making marks and squinting his eyes in concentration. "Okay, I think I've got what I need. Fili let go of his brother, though he hadn't really thought it through, because Kili slid out of the chair again, but he ended up falling forwards, landing on the floor.

Fili, Oin, and Bofur all rushed forwards, but Dis got to Kili first. She gently pulled Kili away from the chair and into her arms. Kili had started crying, his hand going up to his forehead where it had hit on the floor.

Dis pulled his hand away. "Shush, you're okay," she comforted. Oin knelt down in front of Kili. He took a bandage and pressed it to the cut on Kili's head. Kili cried out and tried to turn his face away. "Kili, hold still," Dis said firmly, glancing at Oin worriedly.

Oin wiped away the blood, and ran his fingers around the cut. "There's no swelling. He's alright," he said, calming Dis' nerves. She hated when he hit his head, always imagining the worst.

The bleeding had stopped, and Oin poured some alcohol onto a cloth. "Better safe than sorry, lad. Don't want you developing an infection." Dis tightened her hold on her son, knowing that Kili would not like this next bit. Oin pressed the cloth to Kili's forehead, successfully ignoring the airy keening coming from his patient.

Once his forehead was clean, Oin wrapped a bandage around Kili's head. "Just keep it covered until it scabs over," he said.

Bofur and Fili were examining the chair, knowing that Kili was being taken care of. "I think if I attach a foot rest, it will stop him from sliding out of the chair. That in addition to the straps around his chest and hips should be perfect," Bofur said. "I'll just take this back to the shop and make the adjustments. I will bring it back tomorrow."

He wheeled the chair out, eager to continue his work. Oin followed him out.

"Well, that went well," Fili said derisively.

Dis scoffed. "Hey, while I've got him here, will you feed him some more of the oatmeal? There is another bowl in the kitchen."

Fili complied, much to Kili's chagrin. "Don't give me that look, Kee. You're the one who threw the last batch," Fili teased, giving him a few more bites. "Are you thirsty?" Kili nodded. Fili set the bowl down by his brother's feet and got up to get Kili a glass of water. While Fili was gone, Kili looked intently at the bowl. Without warning, he kicked the bowl away with surprising strength and accuracy.

"Kili, that is enough!" Dis scolded, having had enough. She poked him gently in the side to prove her point, causing him to curl up and giggle. "What am I going to do with you?"

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