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If You're Not the One-Pippin

(A/N: This one is for Daniel Bedingfield's "If You're Not the One".  I'm bringing the Lord of the Rings into the mix, starting with my favorite hobbit, Pippin. )

~~~Your POV~~~

    The party was fantastic.  The entire Shire showed up to celebrate Bilbo Baggins' 111th birthday.  There was food, plenty of ale and pipe-weed by the barrel.  There was also the cutest hobbit you'd ever known.

    Peregrin Took, or Pippin to his friends, was known for causing trouble with his best friend, Meriadoc Brandybuck, or Merry. Tonight they seemed to be in a special form of mischievous, hovering around Master Gandalf's tent a little too closely.  I walked over there to peak my curiosity and tapped Pippin on the shoulder.  I thought he was going to jump into the stars.

    "Hey, Pip."

    "(Y/n)!  You startled me!" He tapped Merry, who turned around.  "Look, Merry, it's (Y/n)(L/n)!"

    "How are you, (Y/n)?"

    "I'm well, thanks Merry.  Um, Pippin..." I looked at the ground, digging my bare toes into the grass.  "I was wondering if, maybe, you'd care to dance with me?"

    I knew Pippin liked dancing, so I wasn't surprised when he gave me his usual cheerful grin and nodded.  "Sure, I'd love to!"  I didn't know if he saw how much my eyes lit up as he took my hand and pulled me out to the stage area where the other hobbits were dancing in a large circle.  I saw Frodo, Sam, and Bilbo laughing and having a great time.  Frodo seemed to be nudging Sam and looking over at Rosie Cotton.  I knew he'd been crushing hard on her for the longest time, but couldn't find the courage to ask her out.  I hoped he would soon...she was a lovely girl.

    Pippin grabbed my waist and spun me around, making me laugh breathlessly.  We twirled and tapped for what felt like ages, but then he pulled me back toward the tent where Merry was still standing.  "What are you up to, Pippin?"

    "These are Mr. Gandalf's fireworks.  Want to take a peek with us?"  Merry grinned. He lifted the cover on the cart Gandalf had stuck the pyrotechnics in and the boys' eyes lit up.

    "If only to keep you two out of trouble."  I reluctantly stepped into the tent and saw all of the lovely rockets that the wizard was planning to fire off for his dear friend's birthday.  One caught the boys' attention...a large, red one shaped like a dragon.  They lifted it up and gawked at it.  "Guys...I don't think this is a good idea."

    Merry laughed as he found his matches.  "Come on, (Y/n)!  Live a little!"  I sighed, conceding to them, but staying outside the little tent when they went in to light the rocket. Then I heard them arguing.

    "You're supposed to stick it in the ground!"

    "It is in the ground!"

    "Outside!"

    Next thing I knew, the tent exploded and the three of us were blown back a few feet.  The fireworks erupted around us and the hobbits all cheered, thinking the explosion was intentional.  A giant flaming dragon appeared above us, chasing down the hobbits before exploding into a brilliant spark of lights.  Everyone cheered again.

    The boys and I stood up, brushing the ash off and Merry smirked.  "Let's get another."  Just then, I saw Gandalf grab both of them by their ears.

    "Meriadoc Brandybuck and Peregrin Took.  I should have known.  You, however, (Y/n)(L/n)," he looked at me disappointedly, "I'd have expected better of."

    "I'm sorry, Master Gandalf."  I went home, slightly ashamed of what I'd allowed to happen, but elated that I'd had the chance to spend time with Pippin.