Bilbo's Party
Festive music plays as all the younger hobbits sit waiting for the rock music to be put on. Gandalf was also sitting uncomfortably at one of the small tables waiting for the mosh pits. Frodo was talking to Bilbo.
"It's the Sacksvill Bagginses!"
"The who?"
"Actually I'm not sure, but we should run away anyway."
"Ok."
Frodo and Bilbo both yell, "Run away!" multiple times and then manage to find a tent to hide behind.
"They're gone."
"What was that all about?"
"I don't know. I think they want my house. They don't like me being this old. Oh well, tough for them, I don't care."
~Later that night~
Gandalf had been setting a few of his fireworks off. Two mischievous looking hobbits walked up to the end of his cart.
"Grab that big red one with a dragon-like head!"
"But what happens if we 'accidentally' set it off inside of a tent? We could get in trouble!"
"We're supposed to set it off inside the tent, that's what the script said. Did you even read it this morning?"
"Uh, I did, sort of, I skimmed over it a bit." The first hobbit sighed.
"Well, I guess that will have to do for now. Now, go and grab that firework so we can get on with the scene!" The other hobbit grabbed the firework and they left the cart. They walked passed a tent that looked particularly empty and decided it would make a wonderful place to set off a firework. They lit the fuse.
"Now what?"
"I don't know it was your idea."
"No it wasn't! It was Peter Jackson's."
"Good point, though a large-dragon-like firework does appear in the book, it was set off by a tall wizard with a gray pointy hat and not by two hobbits." The fuse was beginning to grow short and the two hobbits didn't have much time to decide what to do. The hobbits began pushing it back and forth to each other.
"I don't want it!"
"Well, what makes you think that I want it?"
"I don't know, but I know I don't want it!" The fuse wouldn't hold out for much longer.
"Take it!"
"No! I already told you that I don't want it!"
Only a few more seconds until the firework would shoot off.
" Just take it!"
" For the last ti- AUGH!!!!!"
As you probably already guessed the firework took off. Many hobbits ran screaming for cover at the sight of the "dragon". Most of them didn't find any and crouched down covering their heads in some hope that they might find cover from the dragon. The hobbits looked up just as the dragon turned into a spectacular shower of light and they all proceeded to cheer.
Two rather embarrassed looking hobbits tried to sneak away with dirt covered faces and crazy Einstein hair. Gandalf walked up grabbing them by the prosthetic ears.
"Hmmm. Meriadoc Brandybuck, and Peregrin Took. I should have guessed. Stupid little hobbit's always getting into my fireworks. They're not cheap you know. And the one you set off was very expensive. I think I shall make you wash dishes."
"Oh no! Not the dishes Gandalf! Anything but washing dishes!" yelled Merry.
"Oh please, Gandalf! Anything but the dishes! It burns us!" added Pippin.
"It what?"
"It- nothing. It's not fun, that's all"
The hobbits ended up washing the dishes for a good hour or so, missing most of the good music. Later that night Bilbo was about to give a speech.
"Hello various hobbit families. I am so glad that you could make it to my eleventy first birthday. 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 I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve."
At this the hobbits look up in confusion. They all looked at each other and then pulled tomatoes and various other types of rotten fruits and veggies out of their pocket and began throwing them at Bilbo.
"Oh fine, then, I'm leaving." Bilbo pulls his ring out of his pocket and puts it on. Instantly he vanishes and runs down the road back to his house.
Festive music plays as all the younger hobbits sit waiting for the rock music to be put on. Gandalf was also sitting uncomfortably at one of the small tables waiting for the mosh pits. Frodo was talking to Bilbo.
"It's the Sacksvill Bagginses!"
"The who?"
"Actually I'm not sure, but we should run away anyway."
"Ok."
Frodo and Bilbo both yell, "Run away!" multiple times and then manage to find a tent to hide behind.
"They're gone."
"What was that all about?"
"I don't know. I think they want my house. They don't like me being this old. Oh well, tough for them, I don't care."
~Later that night~
Gandalf had been setting a few of his fireworks off. Two mischievous looking hobbits walked up to the end of his cart.
"Grab that big red one with a dragon-like head!"
"But what happens if we 'accidentally' set it off inside of a tent? We could get in trouble!"
"We're supposed to set it off inside the tent, that's what the script said. Did you even read it this morning?"
"Uh, I did, sort of, I skimmed over it a bit." The first hobbit sighed.
"Well, I guess that will have to do for now. Now, go and grab that firework so we can get on with the scene!" The other hobbit grabbed the firework and they left the cart. They walked passed a tent that looked particularly empty and decided it would make a wonderful place to set off a firework. They lit the fuse.
"Now what?"
"I don't know it was your idea."
"No it wasn't! It was Peter Jackson's."
"Good point, though a large-dragon-like firework does appear in the book, it was set off by a tall wizard with a gray pointy hat and not by two hobbits." The fuse was beginning to grow short and the two hobbits didn't have much time to decide what to do. The hobbits began pushing it back and forth to each other.
"I don't want it!"
"Well, what makes you think that I want it?"
"I don't know, but I know I don't want it!" The fuse wouldn't hold out for much longer.
"Take it!"
"No! I already told you that I don't want it!"
Only a few more seconds until the firework would shoot off.
" Just take it!"
" For the last ti- AUGH!!!!!"
As you probably already guessed the firework took off. Many hobbits ran screaming for cover at the sight of the "dragon". Most of them didn't find any and crouched down covering their heads in some hope that they might find cover from the dragon. The hobbits looked up just as the dragon turned into a spectacular shower of light and they all proceeded to cheer.
Two rather embarrassed looking hobbits tried to sneak away with dirt covered faces and crazy Einstein hair. Gandalf walked up grabbing them by the prosthetic ears.
"Hmmm. Meriadoc Brandybuck, and Peregrin Took. I should have guessed. Stupid little hobbit's always getting into my fireworks. They're not cheap you know. And the one you set off was very expensive. I think I shall make you wash dishes."
"Oh no! Not the dishes Gandalf! Anything but washing dishes!" yelled Merry.
"Oh please, Gandalf! Anything but the dishes! It burns us!" added Pippin.
"It what?"
"It- nothing. It's not fun, that's all"
The hobbits ended up washing the dishes for a good hour or so, missing most of the good music. Later that night Bilbo was about to give a speech.
"Hello various hobbit families. I am so glad that you could make it to my eleventy first birthday. 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 I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve."
At this the hobbits look up in confusion. They all looked at each other and then pulled tomatoes and various other types of rotten fruits and veggies out of their pocket and began throwing them at Bilbo.
"Oh fine, then, I'm leaving." Bilbo pulls his ring out of his pocket and puts it on. Instantly he vanishes and runs down the road back to his house.