Wherever one brother could be seen, it was predicted that the other was not far behind. If Kili impishly tried to trick his uncle into a thorough dousing, Fili was hiding on the balcony with a bucket of water. If Fili was grounded for one of his pranks, Kili was hiding close by waiting for the perfect moment to grab Mummy’s hand and successfully plead his brother’s case. If Fili was enduring a sword fighting lesson, Kili was poking at razor sharp arrows until Uncle Thorin finally gave in and included him in the training. If Fili was expected to wash dishes, Kili was tossing them around and launching into another outrageous tale to keep their minds off the mundane task.
If Kili was in trouble, Fili was there to drag his sorry hide back to safety. (x)
Do y’all realize what you’re looking at right now? That is a vampire viking warrior wearing a bolo tie and Western suit, holding the jaw he just ripped off a man’s face and used as a weapon to help fight off 10 ninja assassins. Like there are plenty of reasons to hate on the show, but I hope you’re appreciating the little things.