The Rest of Frodo's and Gildor's Discussion.

After a long while, the Hobbits did nothing, but wait for Jamie to be done cooking. Being that they had just walked more than any Hobbit had walked before, they soon all doozed off. Pippin was having a pleasant dream about eating and drinking when a random elf ran by and smacked him up side the head.

"Silly Hobbit! Wake up! We're going to have a party!" The elf said in a jovial voice, Pippin snorted and rolled over,

"Leave me alone you annoying elf!"

"Come you stupid lazy hobbit! You're missing all the fun!"

"I don't care, I'm tired."

"I told Gildor you were going to be no fun." The elf put a hand on his hip.

"GO AWAY! I swear, you people are worse then Sam!" Pippin said, but the elf grabbed him by his arm and dragged him into a mess hall type place, only a lot prettier. It reminded Pippin of the dances that he used to go to in the Shire. Of course, they were still in the Shire, so it wasn't a 'used to' it was a 'went to'…but then no one bothers to listen to the Author on any of these types of things.

So the Hobbits and Elves had a grand old party, much like Bilbo's only not quite so big, but strangely, none of the Hobbits could really remember anything, because Jamie got all of them really smashed.

Eventually, Pippin was so drunk that he fell asleep, and was carried off into a bed of leaves and such, and Sam fell asleep at Frodo's feet like some overly devoted dog. It was then that Gildor and Frodo began to talk about his journey.

"You are not talking much about why you left the Shire." Gildor said.

"How did you know I was going to leave the Shire?" Frodo asked.

"I told you, I'm stalking you."

"Oh, that's right."

"Anyways, I know you are leaving, but not why. But I won't ask why, because it's rude and we elves aren't rude creatures. So they was really no point in my bringing it up in the first place."

"Oh, ok."

"But I'm sure those Black Riders are pretty scary, hun?"

"You know of them! Who are they?"

"Didn't Gandalf tell you?"

"No."

"Well, then I'm not either. He seems like a smart guy, why should I mess with his plot?" Frodo shrugged in agreement.

"I guess so."

"But if you are going to keep bugging me for information, let me just tell you that they are going to kill you when you get a chance."

"Oh, that's no good. What more do you know of the Riders?"

"I told you I can't say."

"Awe, come on!"
"I will not. But you do know that they are servants of the enemy."

"Actually, I didn't. Whose the enemy exactly?"

"I cannot say. Let me just tell you that they're very violent. Anyone working for Sauron's bound to be really violent."

"So they work for Sauron then?"

"That is information that I'm leaving up to Gandalf to tell you."

"But you just did…"

"Frodo, let me be frank with you. You are not safe anywhere right now. I don't know if Gandalf told you that, but everyone is trying to kill you."

"Fun."

"Yes, but one day we all die and one day the world will come to an end and we can't prevent it. But you can leave the Shire as quick as possible though, to help slow the omni-present apocalypse from destroying the very core of the world as we know it in a extremely cruel and violent manner."

"You're rather depressing."

"Yes, I know. So why isn't Gandalf with you." Frodo shrugged.

"Dunno. He never came so I just left."

"That doesn't sound good. But then, wizards do as they will and I'm not one to say anything about it. But you know, that Gandalf isn't usually late, but I won't meddle in his business, he probably has a good reason for it. But then again, wizards aren't known to be late…but I refuse to say anything about the business of wizards."

"But you just did." Gildor ignored this

"I will say nothing about your journey, I will leave that to Gandalf."

"But you say I shouldn't stay in the Shire long?"

"I don't like to give advice because then when it turns bad, I get blamed."

"But you just gave me…"

"But if you REALLY want my advice, I'll tell you not to stay in the Shire. But I don't give advice."

"But you…"

"Frodo, please stop pressing me for information, I will say no more." Frodo looked exasperated at Gildor. He was very obviously, giving out a lot of information, even though he said he wouldn't. Frodo, sighed and looked at Gildor helplessly.

"You're a nutcase." He said, beginning to yawn. He then was led to the same sleeping place as Pippin and drifted off.