Do you know what today is? It's the 50th anniversary of the longest running Science-fiction show in history, Doctor Who! So, I decided to celebrate today in my own way by updating this fan-fic on the 50th anniversary of Doctor Who. Enjoy. :)Happy Day of the Doctor everyone!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Lord Of The Rings. Nor do I own Doctor Who.

The Day Of The Hobbit

The Tardis whizzed and spun its way through space and time at top speed, tossing its passengers around the control room. Pippin was hitting buttons and pulling levers on the control panel at random, not really knowing what any of them did.

"Ow!" yelled Frodo as he smacked into the wall of the Tardis, "Doctor! Do you have any idea what you're doing?"

"Do not question the great and powerful Doctor!" yelled Pippin. He pulled a lever, and it opened a hatchet out of which flew a giant blue cheesecake.

"Whoohoo! I frickin' LOVE blue cake!" shouted Pippin gleefully, taking a huge bite out of the cheesecake.

"Ugh, I think I'm gonna be sick." groaned Sam, clutching his stomach.

"Could you at LEAST try to CONTROL your damn time-machine?!" asked Frodo as he was thrown face first into the control panel.

"Don't worry!" said Pippin cheerfully, "I have a plan!

The Doctor spun around randomly and plucked one of the kittens he had kidnapped out of the air as it was flung past him. Sitting it down on the control panel, Pippin took out a little red bow-tie and tied it around the kitten's neck.

"There we go!" said Pippin, "My very own clone. Remarkable resemblance, don't you think?"

Frodo glared at Pippin. "Well, I don't really..."

"I'm gonna name him Fitzgerald!" said Pippin happily, twirling the kitten around.

"Alrighty Fitzgerald, today's the day you show me what you're made of! Now, I'll just go find you the construction manual on how to fly this broken machine and everything will be just spiffy! All sunshine and rainbows my friend!"

"Are you insane?!" yelled Frodo, "You're expecting a cat to know how to fly this thing?! You're going to get us all killed!"

"Or stuck in an alternate universe...but yeah, I'd say dying is likely more plausible." said Pippin cheerfully.

"How the hell does this Tardis thing even work?" asked Frodo, hanging onto a metal bracket for dear life, "I mean, I didn't think that time travel was even possible!"

Pippin gasped.

"Not possible?! That's like saying sunflowers are blue! Or that I have mental problems!"

"Um, you do." said Frodo.

"Don't be silly! I'm not crazy. My mommy just says I'm special." said Pippin, smiling happily.

"Anyway, my uncle Bilbo's friend Mister Sherlock told me that I should always believe in facts, not fantasies. He also had an issue with saying the word 'elementary' a lot though, so I'm not sure whether or not he's a good person to follow the advice of." said Frodo.

"Hmm, do you think I should give Mister Fitzy a blue bow tie instead? Never mind, he says he likes the red one." said Pippin, who hadn't been listening to a word Frodo had said.

Suddenly, a loud 'thud' was heard as well as the sound of the Tardis appearing. The passengers were finally able to regain their footing.

"Whoohoo! Excellent job Mister Fitzy!" praised Pippin, "You managed to land us in one piece!"

Fitzgerald mewed, then coughed up Pippin's sonic screwdriver he had apparently eaten earlier.

"Well, let's go see where Mister Fitzy here landed us." said Pippin, picking up the screwdriver.

Pippin plopped a bright red fez on his curly hair and threw open the Tardis doors.

Outside of the Tardis was a pristine white room, with a futuristic look about the architecture. Party streamers in the shapes of Daleks were hung from the ceiling, and a disco-ball was spinning.

"It's a party! Brilliant!" laughed Pippin.

"Food!" squealed Sam.

"What is this place?" asked Frodo.

"Mew?" asked Fitzgerald.

"Ooh, yes, where ARE we?" asked Pippin, glancing excitedly around the room. "Let's go see if they have swimming pool! Or a nacho stand!"

"Um, Mister Doctor? Who are THEY?" asked Sam, pointing over to a group of nine hobbits.

Pippin did a double take, his eyes wide.

Frodo and Sam stared at him expectantly.

"I have no idea." he said finally.

Frodo face-palmed.

"But I like his scarf!" said Pippin with a grin, pointing at a brown haired hobbit with a hat and long, multicoloured scarf. "Let's go mingle! Allons-y!"

"Hello." an older hobbit greeted Pippin pleasantly, "And you are?"

"Tacos!" yelled Pippin.

The hobbit wrinkled his brow, "Pardon me?"

Pippin pointed his sonic screwdriver at the hobbit. "Die taco-stealing fiend!" he yelled.

"Hey guys! He's got a sonic screwdriver! Maybe he's another regeneration!"

All of the hobbits then crowded around Pippin.

"Did your Tardis bring you here as well?" "What regeneration are you?" "You like tacos too?"

"Exterminate!" yelled a Dalek.

The Doctors all turned around, pointing their sonic screwdrivers at the Dalek.

"Woah, sorry dudes." said the Dalek, "I promise I won't exterminate any one, sometimes it just kind-of gets away from me. I'm just here for the cheesecake."

All of the Doctors' eyes twitched in excitement.

"Did you just say, CHEESECAKE?!" asked the Doctors.

The Dalek stared at them. "Uh..."

"CHEESECAKE!" bellowed the Doctors. They charged head first into a giant 11-layered cheesecake, consuming every last bit in just under 10 seconds.

"That was good cake." said Pippin happily.

"So, what regeneration ARE you?" asked Frodo, after Pippin was finished licking the cake platter.

"Hmm, I can't quite remember." said Pippin, "But I suddenly have a random craving for coffee."

"Oh hell no. There is no way I'm going to let you drink coffee." said Frodo.

"Pwease?" begged Pippin, "I pwomise I won't try to kill anyone! Pretty pwease with a cherry on top?"

The 4th Doctor walked over to Pippin with a Tardis mug full of coffee."

"Here you go ol' buddy!" he said cheerfully.

"Dammit!" yelled Frodo.

"Oh hello good sir." said the 4th Doctor pleasantly, "Would you like a jelly baby?"

"Ooh! I do! I do!" yelled Pippin excitedly.

"No way! No more sugar for you!" said Frodo firmly, dragging Pippin back to Sam and the kittens by his coat.

"No! My piggy! I loveded you piggy! I loveded you!" wailed Pippin randomly.

"Doctor that's it! I want to go home now. This is much too weird for me." demanded Frodo.

Pippin blinked and looked around.

"Hmm, this place IS odd." said Pippin, "It seems that all of my previous regenerations are all meeting here. But why?"

Suddenly, another hobbit strolled out of the bathroom, walking as casually and as cool as he could considering the fact that he was carrying a giant yellow rubber ducky and had a strand of toilet paper stuck to his shoe.

"Doctor!" he cried happily, throwing his rubber ducky in the air, ultimately destroying an extremely expensive chandelier.

"Master!" Pippin yelled back, also throwing his arms up in the air, throwing his coffee out of his Tardis mug and onto the head of an unsuspecting Dalek.

"Decaffeinate! Decaffeinate!" screeched the Dalek, rolling away out of the conference room.

"Master, I'd like you to meet my new companion, Frofo Dwaggins!" said Pippin.

"Um, my name's Frodo Baggins." said Frodo, "And what about Sam?"

Pippin's grin turned into a look of confusion. "Who's that?"

Frodo rolled his eyes.

"You know, the hobbit you kidnapped, along with those kittens."

"Oh my fish sticks and custard you brought kittens?!" squealed Merry (who was obviously the Master).

Merry charged into the Tardis and ran out with an arm full of kittens.

"These are so cute! I'm gonna go show them to my friend George the Dalek!"

Merry ran over to a bright red Dalek.

"Look George! Kittens!" squealed Merry happily.

"To cute! To cute! Extermination levels...not...working! I must be allergic!" yelled George the Dalek.

"Never mind." said Merry nervously, backing away slowly, then running back over to Pippin.

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard, and another blue box appeared in the conference room. The door opened, and out ran a hobbit with crazy hair and another hobbit with blond hair.

"Oh my Daleks they have a nacho stand!" the hobbit squealed happily, "Allons-y Rose!"

"But you just ate!" exclaimed Rose, "How hungry ARE you?!"

"It's all time's fault Rosie, its wibbly-wobbly-ness makes me hungry!" wailed the hobbit.

"TENNY!" yelled Pippin happily.

"Who are you?" asked Rose, as the 10th Doctor slipped on a random pear lying in the middle of the floor.

"I hate pears! Pears are evil! Yes, precious, they's aressss." hissed 10.

"I'm the Doctor!" yelled Pippin.

Rose stared at him.

"What...the...hell." she squeaked, freaked out to the most extreme level.

"Welcome to my world." said Frodo sarcastically.

"But...HOW?!" Rose asked, hiding behind the Tardis.

"It's just time and its wibbly-wobbly-ness again Rose. Nothing to be worried about." said 10, putting on a pair of 3D glasses.

"Do you just use that excuse to explain everything?" Rose sighed.

10 grinned.

"When in doubt, blame time's wibbly-wobbly-ness." he said.

"DOCTOR WHO MARATHON TIME!" yelled the 9th Doctor.

"Hooray!" squealed Pippin and 10 happily.

All of the Doctors, plus Frodo, Sam, Rose, and the other monsters in the house gathered around a giant television, where snacks and drinks were all set out on a coffee table in front of them.

The 1st Doctor stood up in front of the television, a bunch of cue cards in his hands.

"As you probably know, today is the 50th anniversary of Earth's beloved sci-fi show, Doctor Who. As the very time-hobbits who's adventures through time and space the series is based upon, we are going to celebrate today a very special episode marathon, where we will watch one episode from each Doctor."

All of the Doctors cheered, and Pippin shoved his face into a bowl of popcorn.

"So, without further ado, let's get started."

The 1st Doctor clicked a button on the TV remote, and the tale of the Doctors began to play.

"MISTER 1ST DOCTOR I'M OUT OF SNACKS!" yelled Pippin obnoxiously.

"Already?!" he asked, "Me too!"

All of the Doctors looked down at their empty snack containers.

"NEED...MORE...FOOD!" they yelled before dashing to the kitchen. They threw open the fridge and cupboards and ate everything they could find: from candy to turkey to dish towels.

Pippin had found a particularly old loaf of bread and was gnawing on the end of it when something coughed behind him.

"Excuse me sir, but would you like to play 'red-light-green-light' with me? I'm rather good at it." the creature, who was revealed to be a weeping angel, asked.

"Oh my fish sticks and custard! Hell yeah I wanna play!" said Pippin happily.

"Ooh! Ooh! Me too! Me too!" said 10 excitedly.

"Aw, but don't you want to come dance with me?" pouted Rose.

"Nope! Playing red-light-green-light to the death is much more fun! Allons-y Rose!" said 10, dragging her after Pippin and the weeping angel.

Frodo sighed.

"Why did I have to own a cheesecake shop?" he asked, before reluctantly following the two Doctors.

The party of hobbits walked outside of the house and into the backyard.

10 looked around in amazement.

"Everything's in 3D!" he said excitedly.

Frodo face-palmed.

"Alrighty. Today is your day Doctors. Before we play red-light-green-light, I set up this obstacle course for you to clear, filled with all of your enemies and a ton of sweets to distract you! Have fun!" said the angel.

"Whooohooo!" yelled the two Doctors, running to the starting line.

"On your mark, get set, GO!" yelled the angel.

The two hobbits set off...and headed straight towards the distraction candy.

"Candy!" they squealed happily, rolling around in the piles of junk food, and consuming every bit of candy in sight.

The weeping angel chuckled and ran back into the house, locking and deadlocking the door behind him.

"Oh no! It was a trap!" squealed Rose, "Doctor hurry! The angel's trying to get the phone box!"

"Does he need to make a call?" asked Pippin through a mouth-full of candy.

"No! He wants the time-energy!" yelled a panicked Rose, "We have to do something!"

"B-but candy!" wailed 10.

"No candy!" yelled Rose, "We have to go stop the weeping angel before-"

Suddenly, the sun exploded.

"Ooh! Ahhh!" said the Doctors, staring in amazement at the sky.

"Fireworks!" squealed Pippin, clapping his hands happily.

"Nooooooooo!" wailed Rose.

"Um, is anyone going to tell me what the hell is going on?" asked Frodo.

Suddenly, the explosion stopped, and time seemed to go backwards. The sun appeared once again in the sky, and in one piece no less.

"Wha-what just happened?" asked Frodo and Rose at the same time.

"Awww, I wanted to explode." pouted Pippin.

The door to the house opened, and out walked the other nine Doctors.

"We just saved the world again! High-five!" they cried happily.

"We got candy!" squealed 10.

"CANDY! WHOOHOO!" cheered the Doctors, and they all threw themselves into the piles of candy.

"That's it." said Frodo, walking back into the house, "I'm leaving."

"I never thought I'd say this but, me too." said Rose, running quickly back into the house after Frodo.

Frodo ran over to Pippin's Tardis, throwing open the doors and picking up Fitzgerald.

"Okay kitty, fly us out of here." said Frodo, plopping the kitten on top of the control panel.

"Are you insane?" asked Rose.

"Well, I'm kinda out of options right now." said Frodo.

Rose nodded and sat quietly in a corner of the Tardis, watching Fitzgerald the cat as he got to work. Fitzgerald crawled about the control panel, pushing buttons and pulling levers until the sound of the Tardis disappearing could be heard.

Frodo grinned, creepily.

"Uh, are you okay?" asked Rose, backing away.

"I'm free." said Frodo, "I'm finally...FREE! WHOOHOOO! YEAH! TAKE THAT DOCTOR! WHOOOHOOO!"

Rose sighed.

"What have I got myself into."

After the candy feast, Pippin and 10 walked back into the house, clutching their tummys.

"Ugh, I don't feel too good." groaned 10.

"I need to go to the bathroom." moaned Pippin.

"Do you think we ate too much candy?" 10 asked.

"NEVER!" yelled Pippin, "MORE CHOCOLATE! MORE CHIPS! MORE CELERY!"

The 6th Doctor peeked around the corner of the next room.

"Did someone say celery?" he asked hungrily.

"I know what you are, but what am I?!" shouted Pippin.

10 gave Pippin a strange look, before throwing up all over the floor.

"Hey guys!" said a muffled voice.

Pippin and 10 looked up to see Samwise, covered completely in kittens, waving at them.

"And you are...?" asked Pippin.

Sam frowned.

"You don't know who I am?" he asked sadly.

"No wait, you're Jesus! Of course! Very old companion. I see you've kept the beard look my friend." said Pippin, referring to the pile of kittens that were clinging to Sam's chin.

"Mister Frodo and your Tardis went bye-bye." said Sam, pointing to the empty space between 10 and 9's Tardises.

"No! Not Jerry!" wailed Pippin.

"He also took Fitzy." said Sam quietly.

"Mister Fitzgerald! NOOOOOO!" bellowed Pippin dramatically.

10 looked around in confusion.

"Rosie went with him too." said Sam, looking at 10.

10 stared blankly back.

"Who?" he asked.

"Knock knock." said Sam.

"Who's there?" asked Pippin.

"I am." said Sam, as if it was obvious.

"Come along 10! We have to go save Fitzgerald and my precious Jerry!" shouted Pippin.

"Quite right! Allons-y!" agreed 10.

The two Doctors marched off into 10's Tardis, and a loud sound could be heard as the Tardis disappeared.

Sam sat under the piles of kittens.

"Help." he squeaked.

To be continued...