Last of the Ring-bearers

                                   by
shirebound


"Pip, you ate my breakfast. Can't we get some food before you drag me around Rivendell all day?"

"Sure, Frodo," said Pippin, pushing him into the Hall of Fire. "All you want."

Nearly every Elf in Rivendell was in the Hall, smiling at the two hobbits as they entered. Frodo gasped and stopped dead in his tracks as they all turned to face him, bowed, then started cheering and clapping.

"Merry and I taught them that," said Pippin smugly. "Go on!" He gave Frodo another push.

Walking hesitantly forward, Frodo saw that Elrond, Gandalf, Sam, and Merry stood around a large table laden with fruit and cakes and an incredible variety of other foods. Bilbo sat a little apart, deep in an intense conversation with several Elves. Frodo finally reached the table, shaking his head in disbelief at the scene before him. Gandalf stepped forward.

"Good morning, dear boy," he said.

Frodo laughed. "Gandalf, you make me feel like I'm Pippin's age again. Are you responsible for this?"

"You can blame me for many things, but not for this! This was a purely hobbit-planned celebration. You have three *very* persistent friends." The Wizard smiled at him. "Happy birthday, my dear Frodo."

"Thank you," Frodo whispered, still a bit in shock.

The rest of the day was a blur of food, singing, poetry, food, talking with Bilbo, being congratulated by scores of Elves, laughter, and food. That evening all of the inhabitants of the House, Bilbo being carried by no less than Glorfindel, were led by Merry and Sam up to a grassy slope where they were treated to one of Gandalf's incredible fireworks displays. Most of the Elves had never seen anything like it, and talked of little else for days afterward.

Frodo rested contentedly in the grass surrounded by hobbits. "What a wonderful day," he sighed. "Thank you."

*****************

It was quite late by the time Frodo returned to his room, his head still whirling from the unexpected events of the day.

"Frodo," said a soft voice from the door, "May I come in for a moment?"

"Lord Elrond, of course!" Frodo led Elrond to one of the larger chairs, and pulled up a smaller one for himself. "Thank you so much, I can't remember when I've had more fun."
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