Rosie and Sam
Chapter 1

Go on Sam, ask Rosie for a dance!' Frodo urged his shy friend.

I think I'll just have another ale.' Sam quickly got up and turned towards the keg to avoid his close friend.

O no you don't, go on!' Frodo pushed Sam towards me. I grabbed his hand and we danced off.

How have you been Mr. Gamgee?' I asked politely.

Fine, and call me Sam, please.' I nodded my head and we kept dancing. We danced for a while, until Merry and Pippin set off one of Gandalf's infamous fireworks. The music had just started again when Bilbo stood up to give his yearly birthday speech.

Speech, speech!' We all cried and cheered.

My dear Bagginses and Boffins,' Cheering.

Tooks and Brandybucks,' More cheering.

Grubbs,' Shouting.

Chubbs,' Hoorays.

Borrowses* and Hornblowers,' Yells.

Bolgers, Bracegirdles, Goodbodies*, Brockhouses*, and Proudfoots.'

Proudfeet!' An indignant Proudfoot shouted. We all laughed and turned our attention back to Bilbo.

Today is my one hundred and eleventh birthday!' We applauded. I tuned out after this. Bilbo's speeches were usually long and boring, and all the same. I looked over at Sam, who in turn looked at me. Then we both turned back to Bilbo. I rested my head in my hands and tried to pay attention to his speech.

I regret to announce this is the end. I'm going now, I bid you all a very fond farewell. Goodbye.' Bilbo said slowly, then disappeared into thin air. Me, and just about every other Hobbit there, gasped. Frodo frantically looked around for Bilbo, but he was no where to be found. Many of the men merely shrugged and got more ale. The women ran to their children, lest something happen to them. Sam was accompanying Frodo on his frantic search, so I busied myself with helping Gandalf, Merry, and Pippin with the dishes.

Gandalf?' I turned around to see that Gandalf was also missing. There was something strange going on, thought I did not know what it was. I sent the younger two Hobbits home, and finished the dishes myself.

Rosie, may I accompany you home?' I heard someone ask, and recognized the voice as Sam's.

Yes you certainly may.' I nodded, and Sam took me by the hand.

~A~N~ I am not a Sam lover, I just had an idea one day for a fic from Rosie's p.o.v. I mean, come one, how many Rosie and Sam fics do you see out there?! not very many, so someone had to do it!

* -- constitutes a name in the book but not used in the movie.

Peace, Love, and Hobbit Feet

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