Chapter 7

A/N~ I can't believe I'm going to write this in school! Nessie's POV.

"Ohhh..." I grumbled the next morning. "I hate hangovers."

"I told you not to have that last pint," Pippin said. "I wish you would've listened to me because now we're going to be late to Bilbo's party."

"Party!?" I exclaimed. "We're going to his party? I don't have anything to wear."

"Well, we'll go over to Merry's and see what he did about Christy."

~ Meanwhile, back with Christy ~

"Wake up, Love," Merry said softly. "It's almost noon. I've already eaten breakfast, 2nd breakfast, and elevenses."

"Uhhhh... go away. Too early," she grumbled.

"Alright. You big folk do sleep a lot."

Pippin and I walked right into Merry's hole and I went straight to lie down on the couch.

"Any luck with the other?" Pippin asked.

"Nay. She's still asleep."

"Not for long," I said. "Chrrrriiiissstyyyy!!!"

"Ahh!" she screamed. She came out of her room looking as bad as I felt. "What? I was trying to sleep."

"We're going to Bilbo's party tonight, but we don't have anything to wear. My shirt still smells of ale," I said.

"Ewwww... gross. I don't know what to do 'bout that, but I do know what we can wear."

"What?" Merry, Pippin, and I asked at the same time.

"I fell outta bed onto this fabricky stuff. We could make something from that," she said.

"Woah, cool!" I exclaimed when I saw the fabricky stuff Christy was talking about. "I want the green stuff- to match Pip's eyes!"

"And I get the bluish- grayish stuff! Now, how do we make it?"

"Me no know," I said. "It was your idea. Are we going to have to wear a dress?"

"Yes," Merry answered. "It would be nice if you did."

"Poo!" Christy and I said.

After three hours of being poked by many pins and much frustration, we were done.

"Oh, I like!" Christy said looking at herself in the mirror.

"Me, too," I said doing the same. "How can Pippin resist me now?"

"Easy. He'll be after me. Hehe!"

"Oh, shut up."

Two hours later we were at the party, laughing and getting drunk (again).

"Ohhh... Pippin, let's dance!" I exclaimed, dragging him towards the dance area.

"Bye, Merry," he said. "Do you know how to dance to the type of music?"

"Well, no. But that's where you come in."

"Oh."

After many failed attempts, I finally got it.

"You're not that bad of a dance partner, once you stopped stepping on my feet," Pippin commented.

"See, I'm not so bad. I can be nice when I want to be, just ask Christy."

"No. Your dress is really nice," he said.

"It should be after all the times I got pricked by the stupid needle."

~ Back To Christy and Merry ~

Oh, wait. Where are they? I hope their not hiding so they can do not nice things together *cough*. Well, since I can't find them and I don't think I want to know what they're doing,

~ Back to me ~

"Pippin... Pippin... the music stopped," I said, still holding him close.

"Oh... sorry."

"No prob. Where are Christy and Merry?" I asked.

"I thought I saw them walk towards... the... back... oh, no!"

"She took him too!" I screamed.

"Well, let's go look for them. I can't picture Christy doing something like that." So with that Pippin and I went in search of our friends.

"I think I see them," Pippin said, relieved that he had found his friend unharmed.

"What were you doing, Christy?" I asked.

"Well..."

Just then Gandalf started his firework display.

"Come, Vanessa," Pippin requested, grabbing my hand and leading me towards the hill to watch the fireworks together.

"I'm not through with you yet, Missy!" I yelled back at Christy. But then I smiled as I realized which Hobbit was holding my hand.

A/N~ Ohh... what next, Chrissy? Have fun!