1907, The Hundred Years War of the Evil Dragon (7)
——Third Age, 3001, September 22——
night.
Boom!—Pah!
Fireworks, green, red, and orange, lit up in the night sky of Hobbiton, making the banquet being held below even more lively.
Hobbits, men and women, young and old, were all dressed in clothes suitable for the celebration, playing musical instruments, feasting at the table, or dancing with each other. The swaying lights and waving flags made the atmosphere extremely lively.
——
"I wish you could come, welcome." The protagonist of the celebration, Bilbo, was talking to some elderly hobbits at the entrance of the venue, smiling all over his face.
"Hey, Frodo? Why don't you go dancing?" Samwise Gamgee circled and sat next to Frodo, who was looking at the venue in the corner.
"People's joys and sorrows are not connected with each other. I only think they are noisy," said Frodo.
"...What?" Sam scratched his head.
——
"Gandalf! Gandalf!" "Fireworks! Fireworks!" On the other side, Gandalf, who was responsible for releasing the fireworks, was surrounded by hobbit children.
"Look - boom!" Gandalf lit a firework with hundreds of white doves with his bare hands, making the hobbit children applaud.
"Come again! Come again!"
"Hehe, hehehe." Gandalf happily took down more fireworks from his carriage and prepared to set them off.
And just when he left, two hobbits quietly got out from behind the carriage and quietly took the largest red fireworks from the carriage.
——
"Welcome... welcome... uh." Bilbo, who was greeting the guests, twitched his ears and immediately turned around and ran away without looking back. At the same time, he also took away Frodo who met him.
"It's the two old ladies from Sackville! I don't want to quarrel with them!" He explained in a low voice, pulling Frodo away from the venue.
"Need I to remind you, uncle, that you are older than the two of them combined?" Frodo looked at him sideways.
"I know! Keep your voice down!"
——
On the other side, the two hobbit boys who stole the fireworks were studying the fireworks that were shooting out sparks in front of them.
"I think it says to stick it in the ground and set it on fire?"
"I've already inserted it into the ground."
"But this is inside a tent?"
"You started the fire!"
"I don't!"
Tsk-tsk-tsk!
The big red fireworks suddenly shot up, taking the tent into the sky. After blooming into large flames in the air, they turned into a huge red dragon and swooped down, knocking half of the people in the venue to the ground.
Finally, it shot straight into the sky and exploded with sparks all over the sky.
Even though the hobbit guests were knocked off their feet, they were still clapping and applauding under the influence of alcohol and warm atmosphere.
"Peregrin Took, and Meriadodybuck," Gandalf pinched their ears one by one: "You two will provide the wine glasses and dishes for this banquet.
Just wash it."
--valley
"Ah...that's bad." Bilbo watched the fire dragon fireworks explode, his eyes dull.
"What's wrong? Don't you set off these fireworks once a year?" Frodo looked at him: "This time it's just a little earlier."
"No, these are not ordinary fireworks, they have special meanings," Bilbo suddenly turned his head and looked at Frodo: "You leave immediately...oh...it's too late."
"What?" Frodo looked at Bilbo's expression, then turned around and looked behind him, "Huh?"
At some point a little hobbit girl appeared there.
She has pink-white hair that is very rare among ordinary hobbits. She wears a pink and white dress that is quite different from ordinary hobbits. Her big blue eyes and round face also look different from ordinary hobbits.
However, those two short, fat little legs undoubtedly proved her Hobbit identity.
"Baggins~" the girl raised her hand and greeted Bilbo energetically with a milky voice: "I'm here~"
"Ah, I'm sorry, the banquet is not over yet, and I can't get away. How about you go to the venue to have something to eat first... No, go to my house first and wait?" Bilbo looked at the girl and then at Frodo, speaking incoherently.
Sweat on forehead.
"Bluff——" The little hobbit girl glared at Bilbo with an expression as if she wanted to eat him.
"I really can't leave! There will be a speech later! I promise it will be soon!" Bilbo held his head and shivered.
"What are you afraid of?" Frodo was confused, and he took out a bag of snacks he got at the venue and handed it to the little girl: "Are you hungry? Don't bother Bilbo, I can also help you get something to eat.
…My name is Frodo, what is your name?”
Ah wu——
The little girl swallowed the snack and the packaging in one gulp, and Frodo didn't even notice her swallowing.
"My name is 'Sophie'," the girl stretched out her little tongue and licked her lips: "Are you the Hobbit successor that Baggins said?"
"Ah, probably. Uncle Bilbo did say that he would leave all his property to me," Frodo said mid-sentence, then he was stunned and said: "...Smaug?"
"Hmm, then the contract is established," the little girl nodded: "I will hand over the stolen treasure to you in the future, and you will be responsible for providing me with food."
"..." Frodo turned to look at Bilbo: "Is this the origin of your unexplained properties?"
"Of course, but it will be your property from now on." Following the words, Gandalf walked over with his staff: "It's almost time for the protagonist of the birthday party to give a speech. Bilbo, you go over first. I will take Frodo and
Smaug will wait for you at Bag End."
"Oh, yes, of course, although this scene is a bit early, it is not unexpected." Bilbo had regained his composure, straightened his hair and clothes a little, and walked to the venue pretending to be calm: "Wait until I come back."
"Disgusting Maia!" Before Bilbo could go far, the little girl who called herself Smaug swooped at Gandalf, seeming to open her mouth to bite him, but Frodo had no food and subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop him.
Phew~
Gandalf calmly faced the danger and raised his hand to throw out a candy. The little girl turned around in mid-air and grabbed it in one bite.
咻咻咻~
Gandalf threw three candies again, and the little girl changed directions three times in a row. After eating them all, she fell to the ground again.
"Hmm..." The little girl chewed candy and looked at the gray-robed wizard who was blocked by Frodo behind her: "It turns out to be Gandalf."
What do you base your identification on? What's in the recipe? Frodo was sweating a little.
"Let me ask first, have you not eaten a giant eagle recently?" Gandalf pinched his forehead.
"I won't eat until I defeat Gwaihir!" The little girl looked annoyed and questioned, looking ready to take another bite from Gandalf at any time.
"Oh, then..."
"Only one Balrog was eaten."
"Cough cough cough!"
Although he had no idea what they were talking about, Frodo thought, he must have stepped into some serious trouble.
