A/N: I've decided to give it one more chapter, though, I warn you, this chapter will most likely be very very VERY bad, but I had to give it some ending because it was just sitting there and bothering me...
Disclaimer: I don't own Lord of the Rings. If I did, I'd be dead.
The next week passed without incident, with Ivy lingering near her hole, rarely going past her gate, and often staying indoors just to avoid any interaction with neighbors or unwelcome visitors.
On Monday, she finally had been locked up in the comfortable, yet confining hole for too long and ventured forth, gladly breathing in the fresh morning air.
But soon she began to wish she hadn't, because too very loud voices-of two familiar hobbits-could be heard not 10 feet behind her.
(Okay, cutting in, just to let everybody know it is September, Frodo will be leaving soon, and Merry will be off in Buckland, and Pippin will be going with Frodo)
Indeed, Merry had already left for Buckland, and Pippin was talking with Frodo about their need for more food for the journey.
Frodo spotted her first. "Hello, Ivy," was the greeting she received before he walked on, and Pippin said nothing, just handed her the muffin he was about to eat and whispering something she didn't catch.
And that was the only goodbye she got. The "war" for Ivy Bolger was over, with neither hobbit coming out victorious, and Ivy lived a long and happy life, marrying some un-named hobbit and having 7 children, and we all know how Merry and Pippin ended up.
The End.
A/N: I know that was really bad, but like I said, it needed an ending of some sort, so here it is.