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To put it simply this party was one huge chaotic that I had ever seen. For crying out loud what possessed Bilbo to invite over half the Shire to his party.

I was currently trying to keep up with Bilbo as he walked though the mobs of hobbits. I caught sight of Frodo and bared my teeth in a wolf smile. He was currently dancing the chicken dance with the little kids.

"Hello, hello, Fatty Bolger, lovely to see you! Welcome, welcome!" Bilbo interrupted my thoughts as he welcomed even more guests to the party.

Tired of sitting there listening to boring small talk I walked to Frodo's side as he left the dance floor. Smiling at me slightly out of breath he patted my head as he sat down at one of the long tables joining dear Sam who was currently staring at Rosie Cotton.

"Go on Sam! Ask Rosie for a dance!" Frodo told him.

"I think I'll just have another ale." Sam said as he climbed to his feet.

"Oh no you don't! Go on!" With my help Frodo pushed Sam into Rosie Cotton's arms. I bared my teeth in a wolf smile while Frodo laughed with a giant grin on his face.

BANG!

The sound shocked me out of my glee. I spotted Gandalf lighting his fireworks as the little kids crowded around him. Then I spotted Bilbo sitting on a stool surrounded by hobbits. I jogged to his side and lied down by his little hairy feet. Scratching my head right where I loved it he got back to his story telling.

"There I was, at the mercy of three monstrous trolls! And they were all arguing amongst themselves about how they were going to cook us, whether it be turned on a spit or whether they should sit on us one by one and squash us into jelly."

The children all gasped with their eyes wide open in shock.

"They spent so much time arguing the wither-tos and why-fors, that the sun's first light cracked over the top of the trees — poof!"

The children gasped again.

"And turned them all to stone!"

Something drew my gaze, there right by Gandalf's cart full of fireworks, was the mischievous hobbits Merry and Pippen.

Silently I stalked over to Gandalf's side to get his attention. I knew what those two were going to do. They were going to steal his fireworks.

Finally I caught his eyes as he turned towards his wagon for more fireworks. "Hmm, what is it Aear," he asked me with curiosity.

Wagging my tail I gestured with my head to the tent where Merry and Pippin had taken their prize. When, suddenly, I heard another great bang.

The tent went flying into the air with the firework as it ascended into the sky. Leaving Merry and Pippin lying on the floor covered in soot with their hair smoking.

Looking up into the sky the firework burst full of light transforming into a flaming red dragon heading straight towards the crowd of hobbits causing panic to run through them.

The screaming started the hobbits began running in panic. I caught sight of Frodo tackling Bilbo to the ground as the dragon passed over them and ascended back into the sky. Then… BOOM! The dragon burst into thousands little stars. Clapping, the hobbits admired the firework which I had no doubt in my mind was supposed to be the great finale of Gandalf's firework show. Growling under his breath I joined him as he snuck behind the two burnt hobbits.

"That was good!" Merry stated oblivious of who was behind them.

"Let's get another one!" Pippin said just as Gandalf grabbed each of them by their ear as I looked upon the scene with amusement.

"Meriadoc Brandybuck, and Peregrin Took. I might have known." Gandalf stated looking at them with distain.

Needless to say those to troublemakers ended up being Gandalf's slaves for the rest of the party.

After eating my enormously scrumptious meal the hobbits brought out Bilbo's gigantic cake that had a hundred and eleven candles.

"Speech, Bilbo! Speech," cried everyone, including Frodo as I barked in agreement.

Laughing, Bilbo climbed onto the stage that was built underneath the giant party tree.

"My dear Bagginses and Boffins, Tooks and Brandybucks, Grubbs, Chubbs, Hornblowers, Bolgers, Bracegirdles and Proudfoots." Bilbo shouted to the crowd.

"Proudfeet," shouted one of the families' members.

"Today is my one hundred and eleventh birthday!"

"Alas, 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." Bilbo stated bravely basically insulting some and complimenting the others.

Due to that comment the crowd growed quite while as I looked up at Gandalf's face I saw him smile chuckling under his breath.

"I, uh, I h-have things to do." Bilbo stated slowly. "I've put this off for far too long." Bilbo whispered but thanks to my ears I heard them. That crazy old fool. He was going to leave right now.

"I regret to announce — this is The End. I am going now. I bid you all a very fond farewell." Bilbo stated finally. "Goodbye." He whispered as he looked at me and Frodo as he reached into his pocket where the ring was. Then he disappeared, shock ran through the crowd of hobbits.

I jumped to my feet at the same time Gandalf did and together we dashed back to Bag End.

The door to Bag End open and the sound of footsteps resonating through the hallway though there was no one in visible sight.

When, suddenly, Bilbo appeared laughing boldly as he slipped the ring back into his pocket.

"I suppose you think that was terribly clever." Gandalf stated shocking Bilbo out of his euphoria when we came into his sight.

"Come on Gandalf! Did you see their faces?" Bilbo laughed as he walked by us patting me on the head.

"There are many magic rings in this world, Bilbo Baggins, and none of them should be used lightly." Gandalf scolded him.

"It was just a bit of fun! Oh you're probably right, as usual. You will keep an eye on Frodo, won't you?" Bilbo asked as he turned serious. "And I'm sure you will look after Frodo as well Aear."

I smiled at Bilbo and nodded my head. I would always look after Frodo.

"Two eyes — as often as I can spare them." Gandalf promised Bilbo.

"I'm leaving everything to him." Bilbo said as he started packing.

"What about this ring of yours, is that staying too?"

"Yes, yes. It's in an envelope over there on the mantelpiece." Bilbo stated the obvious lie.

"No, wait, it's — here in my pocket. Heh, isn't that, isn't that odd though? Yet, after all why not? Why shouldn't I keep it?" Bilbo said.

I pinned my ears to my head as I took a few steps away from Bilbo and moved closer to Gandalf as I whimpered in warning.

"I think you should leave the ring behind, Bilbo. Is that so hard?" Gandalf asked making Bilbo turn around to look at us.

"Well no… and yes!" Bilbo whispered. "Now it comes to it, I don't feel like parting with it, its mine, I found it, it came to me!" he shouted.

Ambar started to glow faintly in warning. It was the ring! Of course, there was no way Bilbo would let it go so easily. The ring had started corrupting Bilbo. That meant that it had finally awoken from its long ancient slumber. Which meant that Sauron was truly back.

"There's no need to get angry." Gandalf told Bilbo cautiously.

"Well, if I'm angry, it's your fault!" he shouted as he started to caress the ring. "It's mine! My own, my precious." He hissed.

"Precious? It's been called that before, but not by you." Gandalf stated shockingly.

"Argh! What business is it of yours what I do with my own things!" Bilbo yelled at Gandalf.

I growled at Bilbo. It was obvious that the ring was manipulating Bilbo's emotions for he would never say such things.

"I think you've had that Ring quite long enough." I nodded my head in agreement which caused to look at me with betrayal in his eyes.

"You — both want it for yourself!"

"Bilbo Baggins!" Gandalf shouted as he unleashed some of his power causing the house to grow dark while Ambar glowed like a beacon in the darkness, making Bilbo cower against the wall snapping the ring's hold over him in his fear.

"Do not take me for some conjurer of cheap tricks." Gandalf's thundering voice echoed through Bag End. "I am not trying to rob you. I'm trying to help you," he said gently as light returned in the little house, I nodded my head in agreement.

Bilbo started crying as he stumbled into Gandalf's arms. I rubbed my head against Bilbo's arm soothingly.

Going to his knees Gandalf looked Bilbo in the eyes. "All your long years we've been friends. Trust me as you once did, hmm? Let it go." Gandalf told him gently.

"You're right Gandalf, the Ring must go to Frodo. It's late, the road is long." Bilbo started to but on his pack then grabbed his trusty walking stick as he walked towards the door then stopped in front of it. "Yes, it is time." Bilbo opened the door and started the first step out the door, he wasn't fooling either of us.

We walked toward Bilbo as Gandalf called Bilbo's name stopping the hobbit.

Bilbo looked back at us in confusion.

"The Ring is still in your pocket." Gandalf stated the obvious.

"Oh yes," Bilbo mumbled sheepishly. Bilbo took the ring out of his pocket and looked at it for a long time. Then with his hand shaking he slid his hand to the side letting the ring fall to the floor then he ran out the door. He took a few steps then sighed and lifted his head to look at the full moon.

"I've thought up an ending for my book." Bilbo turned to look at us standing in front of the door. "'And he lived happily ever after, to the end of his days.'" He told us as he looked back up to the moon.

"And I'm sure you will my dear friend." Gandalf said gently.

"Good bye, Gandalf, Aear." Bilbo told us finally.

I walked towards Bilbo and licked his cheek. I hated to see him go but I knew he had to do this. Ever since his adventure it was obvious to me when I looked at him. Thanks to his past deeds, a normal hobbit life was just too boring for him. He was craving for more adventure until death finally claimed his free spirit.

"Good bye, dear Bilbo." They both clasped hands.

Then Bilbo finally walked out of the gate and started down the path singing to himself.

"Until our next meeting." Gandalf said looking at his friend slowly disappear down the hill.

Together Gandalf and I slowly entered the house then stopped.

Lying there forgotten on the floor was the ring. Gandalf bent down to pick it up then stopped before he touched the ring. Flashing into my mind was the picture of a giant flaming eye which I knew without a doubt was Sauron.

Gandalf rised to his feet then sat down in front of the fire. I lied down on my bed beside him and looked into the dancing flames. The wheels that had stopped when Isildur cut the ring from Sauron's had once again started to turn.

I heard Frodo rush into the house shouting Bilbo's name in despair. I stayed where I was but turned my head to look at him. I didn't want to go anywhere near that cursed ring.

Frodo walked towards us. "He's gone hasn't he? He talked for so long about leaving. I didn't think he'd really do it." He asked us. "Gandalf?" Frodo said startling Gandalf out of his thoughts.

He turned to look at Frodo then noticed the ring that was in his hand.

"Bilbo's ring. He's gone to stay with the Elves. He's left you Bag End…" he told Frodo.

Gandalf grabbed the empty envelope and held it to Frodo. He slipped the ring into the envelope then quickly sealed it shut with wax, then handed it to Frodo as he said "…along with all his possessions. The ring is yours now. Put it somewhere out of sight."

Gandalf climbed to his feet and started to collect his things then headed toward the door.

"Where are you going?" Frodo asked Gandalf.

"There are some things that I must see to." Gandalf told him without turning around.

"What things?"

"Questions. Questions that need answering."

"But you've only just arrived! I don't understand."

Gandalf stopped then turned to look at Frodo. "Neither do I." he replied.

Gandalf glanced at me and looked me in the eye. A silent promise passed between us. He was asking me to protect Frodo and I was giving him my promise. He then looked at Frodo.

"Keep it secret. Keep it safe." Gandalf told him finally then left.

Leaving me, and Frodo, alone with our troubled thoughts. I looked at Frodo and saw him stare at the envelope that held the fate of Middle Earth.

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