Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Rings, I own Annanya and that is all

-Just to set the scene, Annanya Baggins is the younger sister of Frodo Baggins, he is 9 years her elder. She was only two when their parent's died.

The sun rose on another typical day in the shire, the fields glowed with a green that you and I could only dream of achieving though hours of yard work. Flowers bloomed in bright colors of yellow and blue, and the rivers glistened in the sunlight. It was just the sort of day Frodo was hopping for when he stepped outside Bag-End holding one of Bilbo's books, intent on finding a spot where he could escape from the rest of the world. Normally there wouldn't be much to escape from, except for the shouts of young hobbits playing tag or his Bilbo's quill scratching against the parchment as he plowed on writing his book. But today and for the past week Hobbiton had been a buzz with excitement in preparation for the great party that Bilbo was throwing. Every day it seemed the number of people disturbing the gentle calmness of Bag-End grew at alarming rates. He and his younger sister Annanya had taken to rising early in the morning to escape from the duties of door monitoring as Bilbo remained locked up in his study.

She had already left earlier that morning after placing a kiss on each her uncle and brother's cheeks. Frodo assumed he would meet up with her sometime later that day in the Hobbiton at which time she would have a tall tale of her latest adventures with their cousins Merry and Pippin. Annanya was only 24 and still very much a child. She turned her nose up at the thought of etiquette and marriage. Any male outside her family was considered to be gross and non-existent, excluding Sam who she saw more as an extension of the family anyway.

Shaking his head thinking of Annanya's tales from earlier this week he quietly shut the door and snuck away from Bag-End coming to rest in the woods near the main road. He hoped that Gandalf would be arriving that day, and positioned himself in an area where he might hear the wizard if he passed. Sighing a breath of relief and contentment Frodo enjoyed the sereneness of his atmosphere before cracking the book open on his leg and delving into an action packed tale of an elvish war long ago. He was so interested in his book some 30 minutes later that he didn't notice the presence of another hobbit three feet above him.

Annanya Baggins slowly crept along the branch that was directly above her older brother. A smile played at her lips as she imagined his reaction after she would jump down and scare him. She knew this was supposed to be his secret spot, where no one else could bother him, but the idea of it being off limits made surprising him here only more desirable. Suppressing a laugh at the thought of his face contorted with a surprised expression, Annanya positioned herself so she was directly above him, counting down mentally her insides boiled with excitement as she readied to jump down

"5…4…3…2…"

"I can hear you Annanya" Frodo didn't even look up from his book as he shattered his sister's plan. Scowling she jumped down from her branch to receive a look from her brother clearly saying 'why did you even bother?' She shrugged her shoulders a smile spreading across her face.

"Aren't you getting to old for this?" he asked

"I'm not the one turning 33 now am I Mr. Adult" she replied now leaning over to try and read his book upside down. Before Frodo could come up with a snappy retort to match a raspy singing perked both hobbits' ears.

"Gandalf!" they exclaimed jumping up and beginning a mad dash down the hill to meet the wise old wizard. Frodo raced past Annanya as she caught her skirt on a bristle thicket. Jumping over tree roots and rabbit holes Frodo arrived just in time to position himself before Gandalf's cart rounded the bend.

"You're late" he said crossing his arms and maintaining a serious expression.

"A wizard is never late Frodo Baggins, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means too" He turned to look at the young hobbit with an equally serious look. Their silence was shattered as Annanya came careening down the hill and took a running leap into Gandalf's cart.

"It's wonderful to see you Gandalf!" she cried embracing him. He laughed and patted her on the back as Frodo hopped in after her. With a slight nudge from her brother Annanya crawled into the back with the fireworks resting her head on the back of the bench and beginning to badger Gandalf with questions

"What news of the outside world? Tells us everything!"

Gandalf muttered something under his breath while taking another puff of his pipe.

"Far too curious for hobbits" causing the two to laugh, Gandalf went on to talk about the world, how it existed with its constant battles and perils oblivious the existence of the shire and its inhabitants. Annanya began to feel her attention waning as the conversation dragged into a lull, it was becoming far too much like one of her history lessons. She began enjoying the view from the cart and eyeing the fireworks she was resting on. Frodo looked back and saw her examining one carefully.

"Don't get any ideas Annanya," he said, she dropped it as Gandalf turned around and flashed him a smile. Just then Merry and Pippin appeared shouting her name and motioning for her to join them. She looked at them and back at Gandalf trying to decide between the two.

"Go ahead," laughed the wizard ruffling her hair. She smiled and jumped out of the cart turning around to wave at them.

"Greetings Nya"

"Greetings Merry, Pippin. What may I ask was so important you had to interrupt my meeting with Gandalf?" she asked setting her hands on her hips and making an annoyed expression.

"Well we wanted to…" Pippin began stuttering

"Oh please you were getting bored it was clear across your face" Merry cut him off folding his arms across his chest. Annanya laughed

"I suppose you have a point there"

"Anyway, did you see them!?" Pippin asked excitedly

"See what?"

"Pippin this is Annanya we have to take things slowly so she can comprehend everything" Merry mocked her. She smacked his arm

"The fireworks of course!" Pippin continued

"Oh yes there were loads of them I am so excited to see the…what?" she stopped seeing the looks on her cousins' faces. Slowly realization dawned on her

"You want to steal one?" she said as if reading their mind. Grinning they both nodded before setting off in a long explanation of what they had thought up for a plan. They broke up from their huddle only a few moments later as a quiet humming grew closer and closer.

"Hello Sam!" waved Annanya as the blonde haired hobbit approached them.

"There you are Lady Annanya, Mr. Bilbo was looking for you, he sent me to come and find you"

"Why does he want me?"

"I think he needs help with the party"

"Why not Frodo? He's older he should be helping" She crossed her arms annoyed not wanting to go home and be shut up inside.

"Well, Mr. Frodo is talking with Mr. Gandalf and Mr. Bilbo told me to get you"

"Alright alright" she sighed surrendering to her fate.

"See you tonight Nya, and remember not a word about you know what!" Merry called after her. She nodded grinning while she walked away with Sam. A silence hung between them. Sam was Frodo's best friend. He and Annanya saw plenty of each other but neither could really claim to "know" each other.

"Are you excited for the party tonight Sam?" Annanya asked.

"Oh yes very excited, I love Mr. Gandalf's fireworks" he replied before noticing a grin appearing on Annanya's face. "What's so funny about Gandalf's fireworks?"

"Oh nothing" she replied thinking of the plan she, Merry and Pippin had set up. They planned to steal a firework and set it off at an unexpected time. A slight nervousness appeared in her stomach as she thought about stealing from the old wizard but the thrill of a prank washed over it all.

"What was Merry talking about when he said you know what?" Sam asked getting suspicious. Annanya shrugged her shoulders, being careful not to look at Sam knowing her face would quickly give her away. Before he could ask any more questions she pointed at Bag-End.

"Race you there!" she shouted before taking off laughing. Sam blinked slowly comprehending what was going on. He shook his head at the younger hobbit and watched her sprint across the field.