New story! I will be updating my other story as well. I hope it is original, I haven't read a story alike it yet, but even if it's been done before, I hope to add my own touch to it.

Don't own Lord of the Rings-books or movies.

Iris hummed quietly to herself as she got ready for Bilbo's big birthday party. She still couldn't believe that it was his one hundred and eleventh birthday. She briefly wondered how this was possible, how he could have lived so long, but she had no idea, so she stopped and continued to get ready for his party. She was very excited about this party; it had been talked about for a very long, even before he sent out his invitations. Also, the rumours of fireworks astounded her, as she'd never seen them before. Fireworks had not been seen in the Shire for a century.

Soon she was ready; she had changed into her nicest dresses and done her curly brown hair up in a bow, so she set off down the path that would take her to Bilbo's house. Many thought Bilbo to be peculiar, but not she. She'd always loved to go to Bilbo's house, as the stories he told and the songs he sang always enchanted her. They were stories of adventure, courage and friendship. She longed to go on an adventure herself, but as a girl, she was expected to help around the house or get married and settle down. She had long given up the hope of going on an adventure, fully knowing that it was not possible. She sighed to herself, even though she had given up hope of ever going on an adventure that did not mean that she couldn't dream of it. She often dreamt of fighting off evil, even though she had no clue how to handle a sword or a bow. She also knew that she would most likely never learn since it was nearly unheard of a female hobbit to learn swordsmanship. So she just dreamt about it, whilst keeping reality in check.

Before long, the large field where the party was to be held came into view. Guests were already streaming in. She walked up to it, greeted Bilbo and politely accepted his gift before giving him one in return. Inside, there were song and dances, and in general, very merry. There were great big tents set up with lights adoring them. Fireworks went off every now and again, setting light to the gradually darkening sky. There was, as well a large banner with "Happy Birthday Bilbo Baggins" inscribed on it that hung between two trees. All in all, it looked to be a fantastic party. People were already dancing, eating and getting drunk.

She noticed Bilbo going around and politely greeting people and Sam sitting at one of the tables, stealing quick glances at Rosie who was dancing and looking like she was having a good time. She could relate to the lad, as she was quite shy herself and didn't like talking to strangers. She mostly talked to people she knew and avoided speaking to people she didn't know. She did not have many friends, mostly just Rosie, Sam and Frodo. She was acquainted with Merry and Pippin, but their constant tomfoolery made her feel anxious around them, as though they were going to pull a prank on her at any moment.

'Ah, poor guy, she thought to herself, too shy to ask her for a dance. Actually, it was like poor Rosie. She knew the pretty hobbit fancied Sam but wasn't sure if he was interested in her since he was so shy. It would take forever for him to ask her out.' She laughed quietly to herself when she noticed Frodo push him toward her, forcing him to dance with Rosie. Rosie sure would be happy about this. She noticed Frodo laughing as well and made her way over to him.

She and Frodo had been friends for many years, mostly because of their shared admiration of Bilbo. They both enjoyed his tales and, although they didn't know it, both wished they could go on similar adventures to his. As she approached him, she noticed how nice he looked in his fancy clothing. She had fancied Frodo for some time now; his blue eyes were quite captivating. He also had such caring and friendly personality, who wouldn't like him? But they were just friends, so she pushed away these emotions and sat down by him. He turned when she did this and smiled at her. "Are you having a good time?" he asked.

"Yes, this is quite the party," she replied, smiling back at him. They were both silent for a minute before Frodo asked her if she would like to dance. She shyly nodded and allowed him to pull her towards the dance area. They followed the circle, his hands on her waist and holding her hand, while she put other hand that was not in his grasp on his shoulder and twirling all the way around the circle. As they were dancing, they saw Sam and Rosie ahead of them and both laughed at the sight. The two would be great together, if Sam would only pluck up some courage. "I saw how you pushed him towards her. I should thank you for that as I knew that Rosie was hoping to dance with him tonight," Iris laughed. Frodo looked at her in surprise and said, grinning,

"Did you see that? The poor boy wanted to just go get some ale, but I wouldn't allow that. Although I didn't know that Rosie had wanted to dance with him as well."

"Yes, I did. It was really quite fun, she replied, "But didn't you see her sneak glances at him as she went by? She was asking him to ask her to dance with her eyes," she giggled. Frodo laughed and answered,

"No, I didn't. But that is quite a turning of events. I thought his fancy was one-sided. Sam will be pleased to hear that though."

"No, Rosie's liked him for a while now, but didn't think he liked her, since he was so shy around her," She responded. "I'm sure he will be mighty pleased to hear that. Just don't say it was from me," she added.

Frodo laughed and replied, "Isn't that a sign of someone liking you?" to which Iris retorted,
"Yes, it usually is. I tried to convince Rosie if this but she just thought it was nonsense,"
"Oh well, I'm sure they'll get together sooner or later. Can't hold it off for too long." he said.
"Yes, hopefully they will" she said with an amused smile.

By this time they had been dancing for quite a long time and mutually decided to sit down for a while and have a drink, but as they were walking towards the seats, they saw one of the tents suddenly rocket into the air, with a rocket underneath it. Iris briefly wondered by there was tent on the rocket, but as the rocket exploded into a magnificent display of colours, she stopped thinking about it and joined in with the cheering.

At first, they thought that was all, but just as they were turning around to join the party again, people started to scream and they all turned to see that the firework had transformed into a into the shape of large dragon that stooped down onto the party. All the people at the party screamed and started to run away from the monstrous dragon. Iris noticed Frodo run to Bilbo's aid and heard him tell him to watch out for the dragon, to which Bilbo mumbled something like, "There hasn't been a dragons here for 1000", but Frodo didn't reply and just pulled him to floor, to safety.

She quickly ducked down as well, and once the dragon had gone over head, she glanced up with everyone else, to see the dragon explode into a bigger, brighter and more colourful display then the one before. She smiled brightly and applauded and shouted along with the rest of people.

Once all the excitement had died down, she stood up and went to find Frodo again, but saw him with Bilbo and decided to leave him for the time being, so she decided to go over to the food table to have something to eat. She picked up some bread and meat to eat and sat down at one of the chairs to eat it. Soon after she had finished, she heard people shouting for Bilbo to do a speech, she laughed and went over to join them in. Many people didn't like Bilbo's speeches as they went on for a long time and he often told parts of his stories, however, Iris didn't mind as much as she always liked listening to Bilbo. There was something about the way he told the stories always fascinated her.

Bilbo soon stood up and walked over to stand on a barrel. He cleared his throat and began, "My dear Bagginses, Boffins, Tooks, Grubs, Chubbs and Hornblowers, Bolgers, Bracegirdles and Proudfoots" Everyone cheered as their name was called,

"Proudfeet!" an old hobbit said, with his feet on the table.

"Proudfoot and Brown," Bilbo repeated. Iris clapped loudly when her name was called as it was only her and her parents there.

Bilbo continued, "Today is my one hundred and eleventh birthday!" As he said this, everyone clapped and cheered, Iris included. "But alas," Bilbo said, once all the excitement had died done, "one hundred and eleven years is far too short a time to live among such excellent and admirable Hobbits."Everyone cheered once again and Iris thought to herself the Bilbo was indeed a very nice Hobbit.

Bilbo started up again, "I don't know half of you as well I would like and I like less than half of you as well as you deserve." Silence followed this statement, as people tried to figure out if that was a compliment or an insult. Iris didn't mind that much though, he was an odd thing, Bilbo Baggins, but that was all part of his charm. After a short amount of silence, Bilbo started speaking again, this time sounding uncommonly nervous, "I, uh", he said, whilst fiddling with something in his pocket, "I have things to do." When he said this, Iris noticed him pull something out of his pocket and hold it behind his back. She wondered what it could be. Bilbo spoke once more, "I've put this off for far too long" he said, as if he was saying it to himself, not the audience. Everyone looked at him in puzzlement. He continued, this time speaking loudly, "I regret to announce is this is the end!" he exclaimed before pausing and adding, "I'm going now. I bid you all a very fond farewell." By this time, everyone was looking him in amazement and puzzlement. Why was he going? And where was he going?

The Sackville Baggins, however, looked at each other in excitement, maybe this time they would finally get Bags End! If that silly old Bilbo left then surely Frodo would go too! He did, of course, love him dearly and would probably do anything for him. This speech was suddenly sounding to very good...

Bilbo, however, was not finished nor gone just yet, he whispered, "Goodbye", before suddenly vanishing into thin air. Everyone in the crowd gasps and Iris noticed Frodo looking shocked. But wouldn't have known? He and Bilbo were very close and she would have thought that he would have known if he was going to play a prank. But she was soon distracted by other hobbits running around the place shouting and searching for Bilbo. 'I guess that's the end of the party then', she thought to herself and went off in the direction of her house; not knowing that nearby an invisible hobbit was making his way to Bags End.