The night was passing the way that nights often do – hour by hour. When a loud bang went off, followed by the explosion of a firework – unnamed blonde was the only one who didn't wince. Instead she took that opportunity to empty Frodo's tankard while he was off saving Bilbo – she had noticed that, that hobbit got overly affectionate when he was tipsy and she couldn't have been bothered keeping him away from Sam all night.
She sighed, now was the time for the booorrring part. Bilbo's speech. Slightly tipsy and not paying much attention to the goings one around her – she tripped.
Over two tables.
…
Two FOOD tables.
May I now add that this took place at the very end of Bilbo's speech. This would have made him a little bit disappointed that everyone – including Gandalf had just missed the biggest event of his life – excluding he dragon fiasco. Except Bilbo had already turned and left, invisible and smirking at the thought that he had just scared/surprised everyone at the shire.
However, as everyone was so far into their cups, nobody really noticed Bilbo's disappearance. Even Gandalf had been distracted by the site of Merry and Pippin doing the dishes.
Hmmm.
"CRAP, I bet this action had consequences."
Annoyed at her own stupidity, unnamed blonde began the difficult task of attempting to fix the problem.
"Okay, this isn't too bad. This isn't going to stuff up the plot too much. Gandalf just won't get to see Bilbo off. Which means that Bilbo will take the ring with him…."
….
"Crap"
With purpose in mind, she stalked up to Gandalf and ripped the pipe from his mouth. Giving him her most evil look she growled between clenched teeth, "Bilbo has your pipe – go fetch."
"WHAT? My pipe? Oh, Bilbo thinks he's so funny. Let's see who's laughing when I make him give the ring to Frodo. Ha!"
She breathed a sigh of relief.
"Phew."
See, I told you she breathed a sigh of relief.
She looked around trying to find a face that she recognized. Results – Friends 0 Chances of being Neglected 99999
Despondent, she decided to climb a tree. Thus presenting her with the opportunity to jump down on top of Frodo when he walked past.
"HI!"
"Um, ouch."
"Never mind that – you march your buttox up to Bag End."
"But, but…keg is here…."
"In class you haven't noticed, your uncle has disappeared."
"WHAT? Gosh, I better go to Bag End."
Watching Frodo run upto Bag End, she felt a burst of pride at having accomplished something.
"Ah, my work here is done…for tonight…well, probably not. Now, where did he say that keg was?"
