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aim by mahmfic for sivanshemesh

Author name: mahmfic
Recipient's name: sivanshemesh
Title: aim
Rating: PG
Request: Hobbit. I would like of family stories between Kili and Fili, and Thorin, angst, jealousy between brothers, and how Thorin deal with them. I don't mind to get some Kili's angst in the family
Author's notes: (skip) Thorin's A+ Parenting. Sibling fights. This is based off the time I threw a bucket at my brother's head (and missed by like a millimeter) when he told me how bitchy and pms-y I was being while I was on my period. Big mistake, brother. Big mistake.
Summary: Thorin is just trying to work. However, Fili and Kili prove to be a distraction when they argue.

The nail wasn't shaping correctly. He was letting his emotions get the way of his work. At this rate, the commission for the redheaded man who owned that rather nice bistro in the restaurant district would never be finished.

The man wanted new nails so he could expand his place and add a nice indoor/outdoor patio or something or other. It didn't interest Thorin in the slightest. He never went to bistros or expensive restaurants. His usual haunts were the pubs in the dwarven refugee district. Just give Thorin a just nice and a pint of whatever was on the tap and he couldn't complain.

But, messing up an important order because he was letting his nephews who were too busy arguing to do their own work finished, get the better of him… that bothered Thorin.

He slammed his hammer on the nail. Damn, he missed most of it by an inch. Thorin needed to concentrate.

Fili shouted, "It's not my fault that Master Dwalin said my form was better than yours!"

He turned to glance back at the two brothers and growled. Fili's back was facing Thorin, but he could tell that his arms were crossed and he had an air of confidence about him. Kili looked incredibly angry, his face red and hair more askew than usual. Thorin cast a warning glare towards the boys that he was sure went unnoticed and returned to his work.

"It's not fair!" Thorin heard Kili stamp his feet behind him. "I work so much harder than you and—and I spent all those extra hours training!"

Thorin flipped the piece and slammed his hammer on the metal. Maybe a little too hard.

"You don't have to be a little bitch about it."


A bucket, thank Mahal it wasn't filled with his scraps, flung past Thorin's head and hit the wall.

Thorin ground his teeth together as the screams increased in volume. Fili was cursing while his brother was shouting at him to shut up. Slowly, he took a deep breath in through his nose and released it out through his mouth. He put down the hammer and wiped down his dirty hands on his work apron. He assessed his nephews for a brief moment. Fili was unharmed. The bucket had clearly missed him. Both were red-faced and fuming.

"Fili, out," Thorin ordered, his hands on his hips.

His heir stared at his in horror. "What!? Uncle! You saw what he did to me, didn't you? Why should I leave?!"

"You were just riling your brother up, and we both know it," he stated with authority. Thorin cocked his head toward the door of the blacksmith shop. "Go. Master Balin told me you were behind in your studies. Go home and work on the current politics and economy of the White Mountains. I'm sure your mother would love to help you. "

Fili glared daggers at his brother, before undoing his own work apron, throwing it on the floor and storming out of the shop. His footsteps were heavy and rocked the floorboards. He slammed the door on his way out and it swung on its hinges.


Thorin held up a hand. At first, he circled his youngest nephew to make sure that he was alright. Sometimes when the brothers got into arguments punches could be thrown. Or even scratches. There had been that one time when they were very young. Once he was satisfied that Kili was fine, he stood in front of him.

Thorin ran his fingers through his nephew's brown hair, brushing out the tangles. Kili leaned in the direction that his uncle tugged. Kili's eyes were shut and he seemed content. The moment was soothing. Thorin hummed as detangled Kili's hair and fixed his braids.


Kili shrugged, averting his gaze. "I dunno." He bit his lower lip. "I've been working so hard training with swords. I even go and practice extra hours before and after dinner to perfect my technique. And then, today Mister Dwalin tells Fili that he can start practicing with another sword! Twin swords, uncle! Because his form and technique is so great." He gulped for breath. "And then he tells me that my technique needs work! Needs work!" Tears welled up in Kili's eyes, but didn't spill. "I've worked so hard all of this time. It all just comes naturally to Fee. It's not fair. It's not fair. Now he gets to have fun and work with father's twin blades and I'm falling behind."

Thorin pondered. "Were you trying to hit your brother?"


"Were you trying to hit Fili? Was your aim true?"

Confused, his nephew shook his head slowly. "No. No, I wasn't. If I'd been trying I could have definitely hit him. I mean it's not like it was hard or anything. The bucket is huge and Fili's a big target. It'd be a little ridiculous if I had been trying to hit him. I mean, he could have dodged, but still. Really?"

"Have you ever worked with projectiles before?"

"Um." Kili rubbed the back of his neck. "Besides throwing things at Fee? Not too much. I had a sling-shot as a kid that I'd shoot squirrels with."

Thorin nodded. This could work. "I have an idea. Take off your apron. I'm closing up."

Kili didn't argue, which was a bit odd. He just at his uncle befuddled, shrugged, then took a broom and began to sweep. It didn't take too long to clean all the areas and to cool the forge. Once everything was put away and Thorin had flipped the open sign to closed, he pulled his nephew in the direction of the armory distinct.

"Where are we going, uncle? Why are we heading back toward the training grounds? Are you going to train me?"

A tiny smile curled on Thorin's lips. "Yes, Kili. I am."

When they arrived, Thorin took them past the arena with the warriors fighting in the ring, others jeering them on.

"Uncle, the ring is back there," Kili said as he pointed.

"I know, Kili."

"Then why are we—"

Thorin spun around and took hold of his nephew's shoulders so Kili wouldn't run into him. He stared hard into his youngest nephew's eyes and he was still smiling. "I'm going to teach you archery."

Kili was taken aback. "A—Archery? Uncle? But--but I thought—"

"I think you'll have a flare for it," Thorin interrupted, fussing with one of Kili's plaits that had fell in the young dwarf's face. "Some aren't meant for swords," he paused when his nephew let out a whine. "That's why Aule forged different weapons. Swords, war hammers, knives, mattocks… even bows and arrows. Each of Aule's creatures as a different specialty. Fili is gifted with twin blades. You, Kili, I believe have been gifted with archery. It's a rare gift and should be cherished. "

His nephew gazed up at him with large eyes. "If you believe so, uncle."

Thorin tenderly kissed the top of his head. "I do, Kili. I do."


( 6 comments — Leave a comment )
Jan. 1st, 2015 09:41 pm (UTC)
What a neat glimpse of young Fili and Kili and learning from their uncle.
Jan. 1st, 2015 11:21 pm (UTC)
Oh, yes, appropriate indeed for the Kili we've seen in the movies! Love it!
Jan. 2nd, 2015 09:25 am (UTC)
Thank you for the story, I enjoyed and loved it.

Kili is my fav dwarf.

Thank you for writing it.

*Hugs & Kisses*

Have a great weekend and keep smiling.
Jan. 3rd, 2015 12:28 am (UTC)
Oh how perfect! I always adored Fili and Kili in the books, and this reads so perfectly as the two of them argueing. But you weave in the affection and insight Thorin has in the both of them... wonderfully done! I love it!
Jan. 4th, 2015 02:46 pm (UTC)
Oh, it was so lovely, watching Thorin taking on a mentoring role for his nephew and setting him on the path to his true vocation as a warrior. What a great moment.

Also, I so love that they are working at a forge. Even if they are royalty, I feel that they would not disconnect from what is at the core of Dwarven identity. :)
Jan. 6th, 2015 03:31 pm (UTC)
I really like this! Heh, you wrote about Thorin and the boys for Sivan, and I wrote about Thorin for you ^_^ I love movie!Kili and how caring Thorin is here, telling his nephew that being an archer doesn't make him any less of a Dwarf than being gifted with blades would.

Kaylee Arafinwiel
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