It had been three months since the battle for Erebor. Thorin, Fili and Kili through the work of dwarfish and Elvish healing had managed to survive. Fili was still coming to grips of his legs not being able to work as well as they had. He could walk, but not very far. The stab to his spine had damaged it, and for the first month, he was bound in a chair Bofur had made for him.

He hated it for the first week, not speaking to anyone, hardly eating and screaming with pain and anger every time he did manage to stand up and then fall down. Well, he did until he learned his baby brother was still alive, then he picked up.

Thorin was king under the mountain, he had settled payments with Bard and the woodland Elves, but everyday his eyes travelled over to Kili. Kili, that young raven haired prince who was currently shuffled under a blanket on his bed. He had also been stabbed, but not very far, before Legolas had settled his score with Bolg. But the force of his head hitting the ground had been too much for his brain. Mentally was that of ten years old in dwarf years. Fili was sitting next to him. Despite his possible lasting injuries, he was still happy as ever.

"Kili? You must come out of there brother. A blanket is no place to hide for a prince!" He laughed a bit, but Kili only shook his head and delved in further, if possible into his hiding place.

"Nope." Came the muffled reply. Fili sighed a bit and looked at his uncle. Thorin thought for a moment. "Kili, your mother will be here soon, she will be pleased to see you. Please, come out of there."

Kili made a small opening and glanced at his uncle with a eye. "Do I get some cookies?"
"I suppose. But you can't eat them in there."

Kili frowned. "Why not?" Fili laughed and pulled the blanket off, despite the protest of his brother. "Because, you will get crumbs everywhere, and we will have mice! Now do come along!" Kili pouted, before getting up and hurrying out the room. Fili watched him go and got up, limping over to his uncle. "Do you think he grows better, uncle?"

Thorin looked down. "I do not know. He is talking, but the talk is that of a child. You are my heir, Fili, but Kili is also a prince."
"Yes, but he is my brother first."

Thorin smiled and led him from the room. "You will make a fine king one day. Come, we don't want to worry my sister any longer than she has done."
"She saw us last week!"
"I know, but one day, you will have children and you will worry day and night about them."

Kili had made it into a large hall and looked round. Dwalin, Balin, Bofur, Bifur, Bombur were there as well as Dori, Nori and Ori were also there. He ran over to them, squeezing himself between Balin and Bofur. "Hello!" He called loudly, grabbing some cakes. He hoped his yell would be a distraction, as he grabbed lots of seed cakes. His mother had told him only two, but the rest of the Dwarves were eating as much as they wanted, why couldn't he?

Balin chuckled. "Ahh, finally decided to come out then?" He looked at the cakes, now piled carefully in Kili's arms. "Did your mother say you could have those?" Kili now stopped and looked at the dwarf, biting his lip. "She said seed cakes."

"And how many would that be?" Asked Dwalin, trying not to laugh.
Kili frowned a bit. "Un-Uncl.. Uncle Forwin said I am a prince."
"Yes…?" Began Balin, raising a eyebrow.
"And… and I'm a prince, so you have to be nice to me and.. I get to eat all the seed cakes!" He ran off, dropping a few as he rounded the corner to enjoy his spoils. The dwarves laughed as they watched him go.

Dis eventually arrived, greeting the company and her brother. She looked at her eldest. "Fili, my son. How are you?"
"Doing much better mother. I am able to walk around ten feet now without aid."
"That is wonderful news darling! I am so proud of you! Where is Kili?" At this question, Thorin laughed softly. Dis looked at him, wanting a answer. The king under the Mountain paused and looked away. "I.. I believe he is the library. Snacking."

Dis sighed and turned round before going to find her youngest. In the library, Kili was happily setting up his cakes and smiling happily. He had grabbed another few things, some cold meat, cheese and a carrot. He had taken the horrible green bit off. He didn't like that bit. He laughed and was just about to put some meat on a seed cake when the door opened and his mother walked in.

Kili grinned and stood up, running over and hugging her. "Mama! You just in time!" Dis hugged her son and looked behind him, raising a eyebrow at the seed cakes. How did he grab all of those? She pulled away. "In time for what my love?"

"My party!" Kili exclaimed proudly as he showed off the food he set up. Pulling her over, he made her sit down on the floor next to him. "Now, we has to wait."

'For what?"
"Uncle F-Forwin and Fi.. Fi-we!" As he said this, the door opened again and in stepped Thorin pushing Fili in his chair, for the young prince had worn himself out. Fili grinned and looked at his Mother and Brother. "There you are. We were getting worried!"

Kili laughed and clapped his hands. "Uncle you sit there!" He pointed to his chair. Even in his injured state, Kili knew his Uncle couldn't sit on the floor. Thorin smiled and made his way over to the chair and sat down, relaxing. Kili then deposited some seed cakes and a chicken leg into his Uncle's lap. He did the same to Fili before giving some to his mother and then grabbed his own food before tucking in.

They ate happily and talked. Thorin could hear the rufus outside and smiled. "Well, I do believe that Kili has thrown the best party Erebor has seen for many years." Kili looked up and beamed with pride. Fili grinned "Aye, that he has uncle."

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