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Just Short The Hobbit Edition	By : ShadowoftheForgotten Category: +Third Age > General Views: 1643 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Tomfur smiles as he kisses his sons head. They are staring up at him, love in their young eyes. It hurts him to leave them so soon after their mother passing. Níli had never been the healthiest dwarrow but her sudden passing… He shakes his head as he bends down to look Bofur in the eyes.
“It’ll be alright Bofur. Ye take care of Bombur while I’m in the mines alright? Maybe carve me a few things. I know yer cousin is teachin ya how to,” he says clunking their foreheads together. Bofur smiles widely and nods his head.
“Course Pa!! Don’t ya worry!! I got Bom takin care of.”
Tomfur tilts his head at his dwarflings and heads toward the mines. Bofur looks so much like Níli, brown hair done in braids stunning brown eyes. And now he’s mastered her smile, any dwarrow he decides to court won’t stand a chance just like he never stood a chance when Níli decided she wanted him. After a long day’s work he comes home. The kitchen’s a mess and the windowsill is covered in wood chips. He heaves a sigh smiling as he cleans up the house, surprised yet not when he finds a bowl just for him. After the house is back in working order he sneaks into the boy’s room, kissing their foreheads before going to bed.
It becomes almost routine for him to be back into the mines and Bofur watching over his brother. Tomfur sighs as he mines, it’s monotonous work but it pays well… Well compared to so many other things he could be doing. His back aches as does his arms but just the thought of his youngest his Bombur smiling up at him as he holds up his newest cooking creation, just the thought of Bofur joking and holding out a new carving, washes away the pain. So he focuses on those thoughts. Then he feels the earth start to rumble, he hears the creaking. With panic he calls the code and starts ushering his fellow miners toward the entrance. Behind them rocks are falling, a cave in dear Mahal a cave in. Vorn, a new father falls and Tomfur stops to help him up. His gut lurches and he shoves Vorn, his hat safely in the youngers hands… how many lunch breaks had he bored his coworkers with the tale of how Níli placed that hat upon his head when she declared that she was going to court him, in front of him right as the ground beneath him opens. He falls, landing hard on his back, rocks falling on top of him. Wheezing he looks up, his mind already hazy with the pain. What would happen to his children if he passes? Bofur isn’t past the age of maturity yet. It hurts to breathe, oh Mahal, oh Aule, it hurts… Will Bomfur wait up for him to come home or will Vorn tell them what happened… will his youngest understand…? Will Bofur be able to handle another loss? Time crawls by slowly and it becomes harder to breath, his thoughts bouncing around spastically.
“Oh Tomfur…”
"Níli?"
“It’s going to be fine."
Tomfur smiles sleepily and closes his eyes one last time. It takes almost seven hours for them to retrieve Tomfur from the mines. Vorn clutches the hat to his chest as he makes his way to his mentor’s home. His beloved hat in his hands, he isn’t sure how he got this job, he doesn’t want it. He doesn’t want to be the one to tell the little ones… He takes a shuddery breath as he knocks on the door. When the door is opened by Bomfur he kneels hating whoever decided he needed to be the one to deliver the news. He holds out the hat that Bombur takes without speaking, brown eyes tearing up.
“No… no Papa isn’t…. No!!!!” the little one sobs backing away, Bofur rushes up his face hard. Vorn takes his hand leading him into the home as he explains, as child friendly as he can, what has happened. He’s shocked when instead of breaking down like Bombur has Bofur smiles tightly and thanks him for coming. He leaves confused not knowing the moment he closes the door that Bofur cries softly, just for a few minutes before rushing to take care of his brother. Vorn just heads home, gathers his wife and child into his arms and cries.
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