AN: Wow I didn't expect a response that fast thanks to all those who read the first chapter. Thank you everyone for being nice and not bashing my story, I'll be honest I was terrified when I saw I had three reviews all ready and all I could picture was "this story sucks go kill yourself" hahaha I'm really positive okay that's enough ranting from me…

Eiluj- Thank you so much for all the suggestions, I can't imagine how long that took you to type out. I'll try and keep all of your tips in mind unfortunately I don't think I'm going to change her name. I have a story in mind to explain how it came to be. Thanks again for reviewing and I hope you continue to read!

Jasper's Little Psychic- Thanks I'm glad you liked it and thanks for pointing out that out to me, I'll focus on it more when I type this chapter.

SandraSmit19- Thank you! I'm optimistic about having an optimistic reader lol

Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the rings, It would be wonderful if I did, since I would be fantastically wealthy and never have to work another day in my life…I do own Annanya she's mine

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I did think of something I forgot to describe in the first chapter

Annanya's name is pronounced Anne-A-ni-ya

I hope that's clear I'm sure most people can pronounce it anyway, its not Russian, I have no idea where it came from it sort of popped into my head a few years ago.

Chapter 2

Annanya swung the front gate of Bag-End shut behind her panting and still laughing manically. She turned around to see if Sam was anywhere nearby. His surprised face played over and over again in her mind. Giggling she walked into Bag-End making her way to the kitchen to silence her grumbling stomach. Her early meeting with Merry and Pippin had forced her to skip elevensies and her stomach was growling loud enough for the entire shire to hear. She made her way down the long tunnels of Bag-end running her hand along the finely carved cherry wood panels, humming an old elvish song Bilbo had taught her. She rounded the door to the kitchen and heard hushed voices. Immediately her ears perked and she silenced her humming she moved closer to investigate only to discover it was Gandalf and Bilbo.

"So you mean to go through with your plan then?"

"Oh yes, Everything's in order"

"Frodo suspects something"

"Of course he does! He's a Baggins not some Blockheaded Bracegirdle from Hardbottle!"

"You will tell them won't you. Those two are very fond of you"

Annanya's heart stopped it sounded like Bilbo was leaving, where could he possibly go! When was he leaving! Why wasn't he telling them! What was going on! Thousands of questions popped up in Annanya's head forcing her heart into a rapid panic. Taking a few deep breaths she told herself to relax and listen to more of the conversation. Surely she had misheard something. Bilbo wouldn't really leave. Just as she pressed her ear to the wall again her stomach gave a huge rumbling reminding her of the hunger knawing at her insides. The conversation in the kitchen immediately stopped and Annanya heard the sound of teacups being placed quickly back into their saucers.

"Frodo, or Annanya which one of you is it?"

"Its me Uncle" she said coming around the corner and heading directly for the pantry "I was just looking for something, I skipped elevensies this morning to meet Merry and staying at the Green Dragon you know and when I arrived I thought we were going to eat but they insisted we continued on our day having spent the last few hours goring themselves in the pub"

Bilbo listened as she rambled while exploring the pantry. He exchanged a look with Gandalf who was watching the hobbit lass suspiciously. Annanya smiled at them both returning with her arms full of food. It was nearly spilling out of her arms.

"Is that All Annanya?" Bilbo teased her, he had often felt he could never keep the pantry stocked enough with Annanya around. Ever since she had entered her tweens she had a ravenous appetite.

"Yes Uncle" Annanya replied with her mouth full of apple. She held it in place with her teeth, much like a roast pig might. She began heading toward the door knowing Bilbo was watching her and wondering how much of his whispered conversation she had heard. So Bilbo was planning on leaving. Annanya and Frodo had been right in speculating Bilbo's bizarre behavior for the past few weeks. They knew something was up, especially when they began seeing more and more of the shut study door and less of the old hobbit. She mentally reminded herself to tell Frodo the second she saw him.

"See you later Bilbo, Gandalf!" She shouted giving a quick wave before vanishing with her large snack.

"Annanya wait! I need you to…" before Bilbo could shout anymore he heard the front door of Bag End slam shut. He rolled his eyes chuckling, what more could he expect from his niece, she was known to have more energy than even some of the youngest of hobbits and rarely stayed still for more than a few minutes. He turned to look at Gandalf who was staring at him knowingly smoking his pipe.

"And where do you think you're going?" Annanya turned around to see Frodo standing there leaning across the fence with his arms crossed. She cocked her head to the side balancing her basket of snacks on her hips. She picked an apple out of he basket and tossed it at her brother.

"No where" she replied coyly making to leave. He moved to the side slightly now fully blocking the exit from Bag-End.

"Oh really?" he said reaching forward trying to take a pastry from her basket. She pulled it and swatted at his hand. He raised his eyebrows at her

"If you've not got a plan for where you are going, then you won't mind going back inside and helping me sort out the last of the invitation responses." Frodo grinend

"No, I would mind, have fun with that" Annanya made to run past him but he grabbed her arm.

"Oh no you don't you're helping, come on" He began to pull her inside laughing as she tried to wiggle free. She giggled as she struggled in vain. After the door to Bag-End was shut Frodo let go of his sister who was staring at him with her arms crossed.

"What?" he asked smirking. She rolled her eyes at him and began making her way to the study muttering under her breath. Frodo chuckled and made to follow her.

"Why are we bothering to do this, the party's tonight, we'll find out whose coming then!"

"Because Bilbo asked us to just to get an idea for how many are coming"

"Who cares? Everything's all set if more people come there's nothing we can do about it now" Annanya sat at her desk crossing her arms Frodo rolled his eyes at her before tossing her a bunch of letters bound together by a string.

"Just start with those," he said before setting down to his own stack. Ripping open the first of many letters he listened to hear if Annanya had even begun on hers. There was no sound of opening envelopes or scratching quills instead all Frodo heard was the distant sound of Bilbo and Gandalf in the kitchen.

"Biblo and Gandalf are certainly enjoying themselves," he said over his back to Annanya who had finally started on her letters.

"What? Oh yes they are…" she smiled over at him before suddenly leaping out of her chair knocking it over in the process.

"Annanya what's wrong" asked Frodo alarmed at her sudden movements.

"Frodo I heard Bilbo and Gandalf talking and"

"You were eavesdropping?" Frodo raised an eyebrow his voice full of scorn. Annanya rolled her eyes

"Well yes technically but I heard Bilbo talking about –"

"Nya hush you shouldn't have been listening. It is rude. I don't want to know what they said"

"Frodo" she snapped placing her hands on her hips "Get off your high horse and listen to me!" Just then Bilbo walked in. Annanya and Frodo stopped arguing and smiled at him.

"Oh good Frodo my lad you caught her. How are those responses going?" he asked walking over and talking a seat by Annanya's desk.

"Fine, where did Gandalf go?" replied Frodo

"To park his cart near the party tree for tonight, it's going to be a spectacular show" the old hobbit grinned at the two who smiled back, excitement clear on their faces. Annanya fidgeted as she turned back to her letters something Bilbo noticed immediately. He suddenly felt guilty for cooping the two of them up on such a day like today. Annanya was obviously dying to go outside and Bilbo suspected Frodo was too only seeing, as he was better at hiding it.

"Alright you two go outside" He laughed. Annanya jumped up from her chair immediately grinning. She threw her arms around Bilbo's neck and thanked him. Frodo grinned as well before being dragged out of the room by his sister. Bilbo watched them leave sadly knowing how much he would miss them.

After a quick meeting with Merry, Pippin, and Sam, Annanya and Frodo returned to Bag-End to change for the party. Frodo was ready within a matter of minutes simply throwing on his best clothes washing his face quickly. He walked the short distance to Annanya's room to find her struggling to reach the strings of her bodice.

"Need some help?" He asked poking his head in. She turned and smiled at him.

"Yes please" she replied as he stepped forward and began to pull at the strings. After they were all in place he stepped back to admire her. She spun around to show him her bright yellow dress that easily flowed as she moved. Her bodice was a plain brown with intricate patterns sown into it. Frodo recognized it as her most recent gift from Bilbo. She wore a plain white blouse that had short sleeves that hung at her shoulders. Her dark red hair was pulled back from her face and hung down her back with small daisies weaved into it. She looked lovely.

"I'm impressed" he laughed "You look presentable for once in your life" She rolled her eyes at him as she hurried to the front door.

"Is Bilbo ready yet!" she shouted back to him as she swung the door open to look at the field below. Lanterns glowed and lit up the numerous tents and tables all laid out for the party. Crowds of hobbits were all making their way over. Frodo walked up along side her as they stared in awe of the sight.

"It looks amazing" she grinned, He nodded speechless, suddenly he threw his head back unable to contain himself any longer and shouted

"Bilbo are you coming!?" Annanya grinned bounced up and down riddled with excitement.

"We're going to be late!" she cried.

"Hush you can't be late for your own party!" said the old hobbit bustling into the hall. He smiled as he saw the two of them, their faces aglow with pure excitement.

"Are you sure you two want to go then?" he asked teasing them. They sprouted identical grins nodding quickly.

"Frodo is this truly how you wish to spend your birthday?" Frodo rolled his eyes nodding vigorously.

"Annanya you don't expect me to believe you are looking forward to dancing with all those boys tonight"

"Bilbo!" they exclaimed together. The old hobbit laughed before setting out the door. Frodo quickly pulled it shut behind them as the three hobbits headed down to the party.