Author's Note: Sorry that it's been a while. I had to go to some wedding this past weekend. The guy getting married was my grandmother's friend's son (I don't even know these people!). I had to drive all the way out to Tim-Buc-To (or however you spell it) and stay over night at a hotel. Anyway, the point is that I couldn't write there because the hotel has no DVD players and I can't watch movies on my laptop. So, here's a chapter 3 days late. Hope you enjoy this one. I think the plot will really start up after this.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! or Lord of the Rings.

Chapter 5: A Party To Remember

Fireworks paraded over the grounds of Sugoroku Mutou's birthday party. They were of every color imaginable. The shapes that they created could only be possibly made by magic, which was a skill Mahado was a master at. As the sparks fell to the ground, they changed colors. Music was heard from miles away. It had a Celtic/Irish mood to it. At the far side of the field stood the Great Tree Sodfurwa. Beneath it was the sign Mahado and Yugi had seen lifted up earlier, saying "Happy Birthday Sugoroku Mutou". All around, hobbits danced wildly. Each had a smile of happiness on their face. They were all enjoying life's greatest moments: eating, drinking, singing, or anything else that made a hobbit happy.

Everyone suddenly started to cheer loudly as five hobbits carried the most enormous cake toward a table. The cake had at least one hundred candles on top, making it seem as though it were on fire itself.

In the middle of the dance floor, Yugi Mutou was seen dancing his heart out, a huge smile on his face. Friends surrounded him, clapping and cheering him on. Some girls started to cheer, too. It seemed as though half the Shire's attention was on Yugi. At a nearby table, a hobbit with dark brown hair and light blue eyes sat watching Yugi, as well. She was wearing a pink skirt that had ruffles on the bottom. She also had a pink shirt on that had the same design, but covered by another, thicker clothed, purple "tank-top" like shirt with a bow tie on it. She had purple shoes on. As Yugi turned toward her direction, his gaze found hers. The girl suddenly found herself blushing the color of her outfit as Yugi's eyes met hers, but his moved on as he continued to dance. Smiling in an affectionate way, she watched him. She then looked to her right to see Sugoroku greeting his party guests as he walked around, a drink in his hand.

As she turned back to her food, someone sat next to her, and she found herself blushing again, the temperature suddenly getting hotter.

"Yugi! Why aren't you dancing?" She stuttered as Yugi turned toward her.

"I was just about to ask you the same question, Anzu. You're an awesome dancer, and should be showing off with me."

Anzu smiled at Yugi, touched by his compliment. "No, I don't really feel like dancing. Besides, I'm having just as much fun watching you. . . . I th-think I'll just get another drink or s-something." She felt a bit anxious to get away from him, as she was burning up. As she got up, Yugi grabbed her arm defiantly.

"Oh, no you don't!" He then pulled her to the dance floor, now swimming with other hobbits, and started to dance with her. At first she struggled to get free, but after a while, gave up and followed Yugi's step. Yugi was right. She was a great dancer.

More fireworks were rocketed in the air by Mahado. "Watch out, kids, this one's more complicated!" Mahado told the children watching him and the fireworks. Mahado yelled a spell that made his staff become a so called "match", and the firework soared up. About 120 feet above the ground, it exploded into what looked like a white, upside down bowl. Then the missiles spread out in different directions, sending sparks everywhere.

In another area of the party grounds, Sugoroku Mutou sat surrounded by little hobbits listening to his story. "So there I was," Sugoroku explained, "And then I saw three monstrous trolls! And they were all arguing amongst themselves about how they were going to cook us. Whether they should smoosh us by sitting on us, one by one, or crush us into jelly!" Sugoroku's voice had a tone that told he was exaggerating. The children were convinced, though, as they all gave out cries of horror. "They spent so much time arguing, that the Withertoons and the Whitedwarfs made suns of bright light, and POOF!" The children screamed from being startled, "Turned them all to stone!" He nodded as if trying to convince them, as if they didn't believe.

Mahado walked over to the back of his carriage, pulled out some more fireworks, and went back to lighting them up. From behind the carriage, a hobbit with black hair and green eyes poked out, looking to see that Mahado was gone. He wore a white, long-sleeved shirt with a red vest over it, and brown pants in the same style as Yugi's and Sugoroku's. Like all hobbit's, he had no shoes on. His black hair was tied in a ponytail, and it went down to the middle of his back. He hit his hand on something solid behind the walls of the tent right next to him. The cloth moved, and another hobbit came out from behind. This hobbit also had a white shirt on, but it was covered by a green vest. His pants were full length, and were light brown. His hair was a bit strange. It was a grayish brown, pointing outward above his face and had a geometric shape to it. The hobbit with the black hair supported him while he came around, and then they turned toward the carriage. The black-haired hobbit gave the brown-haired one a boost, and the he landed in the back of the carriage. The black-haired hobbit looked over his shoulder to see if Mahado was looking, but he was lighting a firework that exploded into butterflies made of sparks. The children danced around him, trying to catch them, while Mahado laughed enjoyably. The brown-haired hobbit grabbed a firework from the carriage and showed it to the other, looking for approval.

"No, no. The big one! The big one!" The black-haired hobbit said quietly, looking over his shoulder again to make sure that Mahado was still not looking. The hobbit in the carriage shuffled around some more, and then brought a firework that looked like a giant snake to the surface. Both hobbits smiled in glee, and they took the firework stealthily inside the tent. Inside, they pushed the stake holding the firework into the ground a little ways. The brown-haired hobbit lit a match, and put the flame on the fuse, instantly igniting it.

"Done!" He said.

"You're supposed to stick it in the ground!" The black-haired hobbit exclaimed, passing the firework over to the other.

"It is in the ground!" The brown-haired hobbit passed the firework back. It would shoot up any second now.

"Outside!" The other hobbit added, passing the firework again.

"This was your idea!" Both continued to push the lit up rocket into the other's arms, like a game of hot potato.

The time was up, and the firework soared into the air, leaving a blast of fire and smoke behind. It couldn't blast through the tent's roof, so it simply took the tent with it. Hobbits all around erupted screams of terror, shock, panic, and amazement. Everyone stopped what they were doing. Anzu and Yugi stopped dancing, Mahado stopped lighting up his fireworks, Sugoroku stopped telling stories, and everyone else stopped talking and eating. The two hobbits that caused this fell to the floor on their backs, smoke surrounding them. They both had soot on their faces from being so close to the fire. When the firework reached its maximum height, it exploded into giant red sparks. Soon, the sparks took form of a dragon. It was huge, with a 130 feet wingspan. It was made completely out of fire, making it look more like a phoenix than a dragon. The dragon turned around in the air and started to fly toward the party grounds. The light from it was very bright. Hobbits started running from it, scared that it might burn them. Yugi separated from Anzu, looking frantically around.

"Grandpa . . ." Yugi was worried that he might not be able to save his grandfather before the dragon attacked. It was getting closer every second. His eyes soon found him, though, and he ran over to help him run. "Grandpa! Watch out for the dragon!" He anxiously tried to push him further, but Sugoroku just protested unbelievingly.

"Dragon? Nonsense! There hasn't been a dragon in these parts for a thousand yea-WOAH!" Yugi had pulled his grandfather to the ground before the dragon could strike. It had been right behind him, snapping viciously in the air. It then flew over everyone, and went up higher, waving its fiery wings. Once it was high enough, it turned around, facing the party, and hovered in the air. Flailing its wings with graceful moves, it ushered a loud cry. It sounded like a cross between a lion and an eagle. Then it burst into an enormous series of red fireworks that lasted for about 2 minutes. By then everyone's fear had vanished and was replaced by an awe-inspiring feeling. All of the hobbits applauded and clapped at the sight. Once the explosions were finished, everyone went back to what they were doing, laughter all around. Over to where the dragon firework had ignited, the two hobbits just stood where they were, hair blown back, faces covered in soot, full of awe.

"That was good," The black-haired hobbit breathed.

"Let's get another one!" The brown-haired hobbit replied, still starting at where the dragon had exploded in the sky. From behind, a man in a tan robe appeared. He grabbed their ears and twisted them hard. Both squealed like little girls. It was extremely painful to get an ear twisted. Both looked up to see who their twister was, and saw Mahado glaring down at them.

"Otogi Ryuchi . . ." Mahado indicated to the black-haired hobbit, "And Hiroto Honda," He indicated to the brown-haired hobbit, "I might have known." He gave a smirk and dragged them by the ears towards some buckets of water with soap in them. Hobbits stood there cleaning the many, many dirty dishes. Mahado dismissed all of the other hobbits and set Otogi and Hiroto to work while he watched over them.

A little later, the hobbits had all gathered around the stage that was set up for Sugoroku. They were all demanding for him to give a speech on it. He turned them all down, but none would give up. Sugoroku finally gave in with a laugh and went up to the stage. He gave a shrug that said "Well, if I must" and cleared his throat. Everyone stopped insisting for his speech and started to clap.

"My dear Baggins' and Buffigs," Everyone clapped at that, "Toots and Hondas," Even more clapping, "Brutts," A cheer from that family, "Chupps," Cheers from that one, "Wortmorels," More cheering and clapping, "Goldiers," Cheering, "Pracegadolls," A big applaud, "And Proudfoots!" That same grumpy woman was lying on some chairs and corrected him saying, "Proudfeet!" Sugoroku gave her a friendly look that said "You're right," and went on with his speech. Yugi was smiling broadly in front of the crowd, sitting next to Anzu. "Today is my one hundred and 'inhabidith' birthday!" Sugoroku said, putting emphasis on how old he was. There was a lot of cheering at that. Obviously, hobbits like to cheer. "Alas, eleventy-one years is far too short a time to live among such excellent and admirable hobbits," More clapping, "I don't know half of you half as well as I should like to, and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." At this, everyone looked at each other, confused looks on their faces. They were not sure what Sugoroku was trying to say. Mahado just smiled, for he knew what he was getting at. "I, uh . . . ,"He took a long pause at this and moved his hand to his pocket, grabbing hold of something again. Mahado once again felt some evil presence near, and narrowed his eyes. Yugi just sat there, the most confused of all of the other hobbits. What was his grandfather up to? Why was he acting like this? "I have things to do . . ." Sugoroku said quietly, and moved his hands behind his back, one of them holding something. He took a dramatic pause again. He looked as if he were deciding something. Then Sugoroku said to himself very quietly "I've put this off for far too long." Mahado stared at Sugoroku with observing eyes. Just now, he had absolutely no idea what Sugoroku was doing. He stared suspiciously at Sugoroku's hidden hand. Sugoroku then looked at the crowd. "I-I regret to announce that this is the end. I'm going now. I bid you all a very fond farewell," He then looked at Yugi, who looked very worried by now, and sighed, "Good-bye" He then slipped something over his finger while still starting at Yugi.

It all happened in a flash. One moment Sugoroku was standing on the stage, looking at someone in the crowd, and the next, he had disappeared entirely. At that, Yugi stood up, bewildered by Sugoroku's departure. Anzu, beside him, had her hands over her mouth in terror. Everyone else was in mass chaos, gasping, screaming, and running around in utter confusion. Over in the corner, Mahado was rigid still. His brown eyes were wide open, his mind pondering what had just happened. His mouth moved and his lips formed the words "It can't be," but he never found his voice. Otogi had stopped washing the dishes, and Hiroto had dropped one out of shock. No one understood what was going on, save one. Mahado jumped off of his seat and raised his staff. Then there was a flash of light, and he disappeared, too. No one had noticed his disappearance, though, as everyone was running around the party grounds, searching for Sugoroku.

But it was all in vain. Sugoroku Mutou was gone.

End. Well, OK, I admit that it was hard describing Honda's hair. But, hopefully, you get the gist of what I was saying. I enjoyed doing this chapter, since there was more action going on. I get tired of those "sit and talk" scenes. If you haven't already, just picture the flaming dragon as The Winged Dragon of Ra's phoenix form. I wanted to describe it that way, but I don't think I did a very good job. Also, don't forget that besides Mahado, everyone is a hobbit. That means that Anzu, Hiroto, and Otogi are the same height as Yugi is. They're all around 5'. Anyway, there's Chapter 5. R&R, but no flames, please? Reviews would be nice.

P.S. - Heh, heh. OK, now this is weird. I just went to a wedding for my grandmother, and now I just found (and I really do mean JUST) out that my grandmother's friend died yesterday. . . . How depressing is that! I guess I'll have to go to that one, too. DANG IT!