Fay put on one of her nice dresses that her mother gave her for her birthday last year. She was surprised it still fit her and she tied the bow in the back. She combed out her brown hair and walked out. Her parents were standing at the doorway, talking with the Tooks.
"Oh darling," her mother said, "You look absolutely stunning."
"Thank you mother," she said, kissing her cheek.
"Come along now," her father said, "Don't want to be late."
They exit the house and walked down the paths leading to the party. When they had arrived Merry and Pippin immediately disappeared, as did her parents. She walked through the crowd until she found the dancing area. One male hobbit bowed, putting out his hand.
"May I have this dance?" he asked kindly.
She laughed and took it without hesitation. She danced with many other hobbits, in a circle. She laughed when she noticed Frodo pushing Sam into his long time crush, Rosie. She then moved out of the arms of the hobbit she was dancing with and grabbed hold of Frodo's arm. She pulled him in and they danced around in the circle.
The works of Gandalf's fireworks shot up in beautiful patterns of many different colors. As she watched one firework she immediately got a terrible feeling as to where Merry and Pippin had gone.
"Oh no," she said, making Frodo look at her confused.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Merry and Pippin," she said and Frodo knew exactly what she was thinking and laughed.
"Don't laugh," Fay said, "I'm pretty sure I know what they're up to. I'll be right back."
With that she pushed her way off the dance floor and through the crowd towards Gandalf's wagon. She looked in it and remembered seeing a big firework with a dragon head on it. She could hear talking in one of the tents and immediately recognized their voices, had it not been for her amazing hearing. She entered it upon finding Merry and Pippin passing the firework side to side while the small flame ran up the wire quickly.
"What are you two…" Fay asked, but her words were cut short as she was blasted to the side after the giant firework shot into the air.
Hobbits all around screamed and ran as a great dragon develops from the firework. Everyone fell to the ground as the dragon raced to the lake and exploded into hundreds more fireworks making everyone cheer, their fear long gone. Fay, however, didn't stay to watch the firework show and instead stormed over to her brother and cousin.
"That was good," she heard Merry say.
"Let's get another one," Pippin said.
Fay ran up to them and shoved them to ground.
"You stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid," Fay yelled, "Stupid blubbering idiots. Not only did you scare the entire Shire from your little antic, but you also ruined my favorite dress."
She gestured to her now ripped dress that was covered in soot as well.
"Not to mention that you lit the firework in a tent!" Fay screamed again.
"But…" Merry tried to speak.
"No!" Fay yelled, pointing at him, "I am not finished! You two are so grounded. Wait until our parents hear of this, as well as yours Pippin so don't even think you are off the hook!"
"I do not believe that will be necessary," Gandalf said behind her, "I will take care of these two, you go and have fun, my dear."
Fay only huffed and walked on both of them as if they were rugs making them groan in pain. She walked through the crowd and plopped down next to Frodo who only looked her up and down.
"What…" Frodo asked, but Fay's look cut him off and kept him quiet.
Everyone soon started to call for a speech by Bilbo, who made his way towards a barrel so that he may stand on top of it to see everyone and that everyone may see him.
"Today is my one hundred and eleventh birthday," Bilbo announced, making the crowd cheer, "Alas, eleventy-one years is far too short a time to live among such excellent and admirable hobbits. I don't know half of you half as well as I should like and like less than half of you, half as well as you deserve."
The crowd quickly became confused and looked around as if they did not know if they should be offended or if it was a joke.
"I...er…" Bilbo said as he reached into his pocket and put his hand behind his back, making Fay look at him curiously, "I have things to do...I've put this off for far too long. I regret to announce this is the end. I'm going now. I bid you all a very fond farewell. Goodbye."
With that, Bilbo disappeared in thin air making every hobbit gasp in surprise. Gandalf disappeared as well, but not like Bilbo had. The party quickly went back to normal, everyone laughing and dancing, forgetting about the incident that had just taken place.
It wasn't until it was interrupted once again by the hoofbeats of a horse. A white stallion came into view with a figure on top. It was obviously a female if none could see she was wearing a shimmering white dress and matching white cloak. Her hood was over her head and she dismounted the horse.
She pulled down her hood revealing her radiant long blonde locks that reached her waist. The front part of her hair was pulled back by a few small braids and the rest flowed down her back. Thin strands hung in front of each of her pointed ears showing she was an elf. A silver white circlet sat on her golden hair and her blue luminescent eyes sparkled as she scanned the crowd.
Every hobbit stared in awe at the beauty of the elf. She walked through the crowd and looked as though she was floating. She approached Fay upon seeing her and stopped in front of her. When she spoke her voice was soft yet it radiated with power.
"Fay, I am Elena. I have come to take you home. Hear my voice," she spoke in elvish.
Fay stared at her and it was as if everyone around her just dissolved in a great white light. Though she did not understand a word the elf spoke, there was something about her that did not scare Fay but instead made her trust her. Fay, not meaning to, reached out to touch the elf's outstretched hand to see if she were real or not. She felt like she was under a spell when the elf lead her towards the horse.
"Fay!" she could hear a voice call, but it sounded distant.
She paid no attention to the calling voices around her, but kept her attention focused on the elf.
"You are tired, Fay," Elena said, "Rest. We have a long journey ahead of us."
She again could not understand what she spoke, but her eyes started to droop when Elena kissed her forehead.
"Sleep," Elena said.
She took one last look at the elf and sleep took her.
