The Queen of the Rings.

Having seen the other Halflings setting everything up for his birthday, Frodo had been quick to leave his father and rush to help the others. After all he really loved to lift heavy things, he especially liked it because it made his muscles bulge and gain the attention of the ladies even more.

However sadly for him little people weren't really his thing, even if Father Gandalf had said that the ladies here were quite fine unlike elsewhere. Apparently within the Shire the Halflings here were much different than what they had been before.

Back then in their primitive past not so long ago they had been extremely malnourished. Most of them had really bad skin, they stank, were frail bony things and overall didn't look nice at all. But after coming to Albion, they like every other person here who had sworn their alliance to the Kingdom were now blessed with so much.

Here people lived a lot longer than anywhere else, in fact his Great Grandfather King Uther was already 120 years old or something like that now. Also everyone had healthy complexions, good teeth, pretty skin, as much food as they could possibly ever want and so they also had a good amount of fat and muscle to them as well.

Of course he didn't know how it was in the outside world beyond Albion, but from what he had heard it wasn't good there. People died early, looked ugly, starved a lot of the time and overall had really bad lives.

Nonetheless he really did want to go see the world beyond this island of Albion. He wanted to see the racist Elves, the stubborn dwarves and most of all he wanted to kill lots of monsters with his weapons.

However now he was stuck here in the shire lifting up a huge banner that read.

"Happy 16th birthday mister Frodo Baggins."

Along with it a lot of tents were set up, along with chairs and tables that were later going to be full of all sorts of delicious foods. But most of all he couldn't wait to have a bite of the great trees apples. The tree stood there right in the center of the village next to the lake, and once a year it would bear a couple of pure golden apples for some lucky people to eat.

With this apple one could gain great momentary power, a person's muscle growth would temporarily increase greatly, their stamina would grow, they would become stronger and more likely to make strong children for the time that the apples effects lasted.

Although as he stacked up some big boxes with his gym bro Sam, he did wonder what Gandalf was doing right about now?

***

And as for Gandalf he had indeed made it up the small hill and over to the Halfling hole that the Bagginses called home. And quite a lovely little home it was indeed, although a bit too little for the large him, but still there were five bedrooms here, a modern bathroom invented by none other than his own father the Prince, and lastly there were two floors. The upper floor was for living and easy working like writing and cooking, while the bottom floor was for storage of things like weapons and food, plus there was also some training equipment as well.

And as he thought of its beauty that he had seen many times before over the years, he then used his knuckles to lightly knock on the door.

"Knock knock knock."

Then almost immediately he could hear a flurry of many little feet on the other side of the door running eagerly to open it for him. And as the door quickly was pulled open with the excited small force of 3 Halflings, which meant that it didn't really open that fast at all in big people standards.

He could then see in the front of the group of three little people his concubine, Frodos mother, Mary. She was just a hundred centimetres tall, but still after coming here the woman had such nice curves in all the right places. Her long brown hair glimmered in the sun so magically, her hair looked so beautiful, so silky smooth, her big light blue eyes looked at him with such joy and then he could see her perfect row of white teeth as she showed that big smile of hers to him.

And though she wore nothing but her loose morning dress leaving little to the imagination, she didn't hesitate at all and pounced on him, as she yelled happily.

"Oh My love, you came! Thank you thank you thank you, I love you."

Her short arms hugged him as tightly as she possibly could, as she pressed her head into his crotch as that was the highest spot on his tall body that she could reach on her own. Although he knew that the feisty little woman was doing it on purpose, she was trying to entice him into giving her another little one.

Patting the woman on her soft hair gently he could only sigh in defeat as he said.

"Yes Mary, its good to see you as well."

Frodo was now basically an adult so looking at the woman he figured that he might as well try it with her again. By the looks of it the woman had been training daily and was most definitely capable of taking at least some of him, so it should be fine if he did it gently with her.

Then as he turned his attention to the door he could see the two blonde young men standing there. Both were basically the same age as Frodo, although a few years older. And much like Frodo they had trained little bodies as well, although they weren't as strong or as tall as Frodo was.

But still he was glad to see the two sons of Bilbo as the one on the left named Pippin then greeted him by saying.

"So Uncle, do you got anything good to smoke or drink this time with you? You know I do love me some Vodka, it really gets me going, hahaha."

Hearing this the other one showed a smile. The young man stood two centimetres taller than his brother and made sure to show his dominance by saying.

"Pippin you can't seriously be thinking of drinking again? I thought you had your fill when Rosy poured that mug of ale into your ass the other day, hahaha! Seriously Pippin why don't you just stop smoking, drinking and just hit the gym with Sam and Frodo, like me and be a real Halfling man."

Hearing this Pippin crossed his Arms and calmly said.

"Hey, I'm merely enjoying our people's Victory over our past life of misery, by smoking, drinking and taking it easy. Besides after installing as many toilets and pipes as I have done around here, I think I have earned a good long drag of whatever Uncle Gandalf is smoking."

Seeing that Merry and Pippin were much the same as they always were, Gandalf couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahaha, good one Pippin!"

Then as he picked up his little concubine into his right arm he asked.

" Oh where is your father, where is that lazy rascal Bilbo again?"

***

Uncaring of the disappointment of his friend Gandalf not having met him at the door, mister Bilbo sat at his writing table as he looked out the large round window. Then a thought came to him as he wrote down onto a paper.

"It began, well it began like any good Halfling story. It began in a nice tidy hole underground and with a big Wizard coming to disturb the peace there. With cookies he came bribing his way into our little hearts, into my sister's heart and then he snatched me off on his grand adventure. That fucking arrogant big bastard.

But no wait, that in fact was not the start of my story. For me it all began much like all things begin, in a hole in a ground. And within that hole a father Halfling and a Mother Halfling met and then made me and other babies who later passed away due to some wild animals and so on."

Though he really wanted to finally figure out how he was going to write this book of his. He was quickly interrupted by loud laughter, talking, his sisters kyaaing and those heavy footsteps of that mans.

And then he came next to him, placed his huge hand on his head like he was some little kid, and then the man said.

"No way, are you seriously writing again my man? Seriously come on Bilbo your like thirty something years old, your way too young to be writing books like my old man. Instead come and lets drink, before your sister has her way with me. Come on old friend let's have some fun before the big party or otherwise you'll totally have too much energy and steal all the ladies attention from Frodo again, hahaha!"

Bilbo feeling extremely annoyed wanted to protest, he wasn't getting out of this chair, no way. This time he wasn't getting drunk with this man or smoking nothing.

Crossing his arms and gritting his teeth, he tensed up his muscles ready to fight this big bastard. But his struggles were short lived and not even noticed by Gandalf as he merely grabbed the little Bilbo out of his chair with one hand.

And like carrying an angry little dog he took him all the way to the dinner table, and then cheerfully made him sit there as Mary brought them drinks. But still he resisted, he wasn't going to drink and so Gandalf began shaking the bottle of wine before him.

"Come on Bilbo, you know you want it. Come on drink up man, or wait maybe you aren't really a man after all. I mean where are your bitches anyway, ha ha ha."

Still Bilbo closed his eyes and pushed away Gandalfs teasing insults and attempts at getting him to drink. Besides he had gold, golden weapons, golden armour, silver armour, silver weapons, even a golden crown and so much more within this house. He couldn't let any bitches except his sister within the house.

Basically it was Gandalfs fault anyway that he wasn't married and just had these two kids, a sister and her boy. He simply couldn't trust to marry anyone in fear of losing his treasure in some divorce, no way.

Then suddenly he felt big fingers like big hard sausages come upon his sides. Then Gandalf jokingly said.

"Tickle tickle tickle."

He actually started tickling him as Bilbo began to say weird shit uncontrollably and laugh.

"Ah no ih, stop I it. Hahaha! No, you fucking bastard, yip, hihi!"

He could even hear his sister giggling in the background as the boys began to chant.

"Gandalf Gandalf Gandalf!"

Fuck, he couldn't take it anymore. Opening his eyes he pushed the man's hands away and yelled.

"Enough! Ok, I'll fucking drink!"

And with that all present there erupted into victorious cheers.

"Yeah! Go Bilbo, go Bilbo, go Bilbo!"

Quickly time passed, and as the sun set and darkness came, Bilbo and Gandalf found themselves laying in the grass, drunk out their asses and smoking weed. From there they could see the large birthday party ongoing down below.

The whole Shire seemed to have come, and there were even some big folks from the neighboring villages as well. He could also see Frodo dancing with a young red haired Lycan beauty there.

This he could kind of understand, but he personally didn't like to go for the Lycans. While their red hair was beautiful, the fact that they could turn into hairy werewolves wasn't all that sexy to him. He after all didn't like hairy women, even if they were only hairy during the full moon or their transformations.

Frodos gym bro Sam was dancing with Rosy or whatever her name was, while his two nephews were dancing with some Halfling milfs it seemed.

He on the other hand held his lovely little passed out concubine Mary on his left side, while he held his Smoking Pipe within his right hand. Bilbo two smoked as they talked and watched the stars.

Looking up there he could see Bilbo blowing smoke into the air in the form of a Halfling man. It seemed the man's air magic training hadn't gone to waste.

But he could do one better. Blowing smoke into the air Gandalf made it into the form of himself holding a hammer, and then with some magic the smoke image of him smashed the Halfling smoke man into nothingness.

A bit annoyed by this Bilbo huffed and said.

"You asshole."

Chuckling lightly at this comment Gandalf sharp eyes then noticed something within the starry night sky. He could have sworn that he saw flashes like fireball explosions or something done by black powder up there.

Then he saw it again. It was small, but he could see it. Focusing in on it he could see a bright star there, brighter than any other star that he had ever before seen. But how was it that it seemed like it was burning, and then he saw another one there besides it as well.

Pointing to them he asked Bilbo.

"Hey are you seeing this. Look, don't those two, no three, oh no how are they multiplying like that? Can you see that, doesn't it look like those stars are burning up there to you? Or am I just seeing things?"

Looking to where Gandalf was pointing Bilbo also could faintly see something, but then merely shrugged his shoulders and uncaringly said.

"Nah, it's probably nothing. I mean who cares about the things the stars do, let the god's play their games I say. But speaking of which, shouldn't you be setting off the midnight fireworks by now Gandalf?"

Hearing this Gandalf Immediately realised the Halfling to be right. Getting up, he pushed the passed out Mary to Bilbo and said.

"Oh damn, I really gotta go, shit Frodos gonna be pissed if I don't set off those fireworks. Just look after Mary for me, I'll make it up to you later."

And with that Gandalf ran down the hill, stumbled a few times along the way, but quickly made it to his cart where his horse and the fireworks were.

Quickly getting to setting everything up with the help of Merry and Pippin, the firework show soon began. After which it came time for Frodo to receive his holy cross of light and other gifts as well.

But unknown to all there, during that night a great evil unlike anything the world of Terra had ever seen was on its way.

High up within the upper atmosphere two large balls of crude metal were falling down towards the world. Inside them the beeping sound of alarms could be heard, fires raged all around as Green monstrous Orks fought amongst one another for the top spot.

Amidst the fire crude swords clashed, orc teeth was smashed, gun fire crackled all around as some smaller green creatures tossed grenades at the enemy. More explosions came, both the ships were at their breaking points.

Even still, despite this and with most of the inhabitants of the two ships dead. The Large and small Green humanoid creatures of the Orks and Goblins roared.

"Waaagh Waaagh, Waaagh! For big boss Goremash, smash! No, for big boss Killalot, Kill a lot!"

And as the fight raged within the sky the two ships came ever closer and closer towards the planet. And as they entered the atmosphere they fell towards two different directions, one went East seemingly towards the land of the heavenly Dragon Kingdom, while the other seemed to be heading towards the deserts of Araby, close to the Eastern mountain ranges.

***

Within the Shire, fireworks operated by Pippin and Merry lit up the sky. Frodo danced happily while wearing his new reinforced aluminium chainmail shirt, something that was not only breathable, light, but quite tough as well, like steel.

Gandalf on the other hand had already gone off to fill his concubine with his seed, or in other words to fill her wish to gain another child. While Bilbo after having told many stories to the children of his great adventures with Gandalf now lay passed out within a pool of his own puke. He had even seemingly managed to piss himself and smelled not so good at all.

Sam on the other hand had scored it big. Rosy was totally into him and his muscles, like a champ he carried her Into the bushes that he had the day before trimmed. And there under the stars he made her his, his one night stand, but as he did the both of them then heard a big boom within the sky.

The sky seemed to rumble and there high above they could see a large ball of fire from which many smaller balls fell along its fiery path. It moved quite fast though and quickly passed by them seemingly then just disappearing behind the rolling hills and flying somewhere far south east it seemed.

And for a moment all seemed quiet again. The two one night lovers looked into the dark distance in wonder at what it was that they had just then seen. However soon after they could feel a few small tremors, followed by a quiet boom sound of an explosion.

It was silent, but seeing how far it had flown the two Halflings figured that the explosion must have been huge, unlike anything Gandalf had ever made with his fireworks.

Frodo having seen this merely took it as a good sign, looked at the Lycan girl who was at least two heads taller than he, and then he said.

"You know I heard that we are allowed to make wishes if we see shooting stars. And I don't know about you, but I for one really wish to have you this night, my lady. That is if you'd let me."

Hearing Frodos proposal the Lycan girl seemingly blushed out of embarrassment and was quick to say.

"Ooh, thank you Frodo, but no. I'm simply just not ready yet, besides your still not the King here. And like I said before I will only marry a king. And besides your like short and my cousin as well, so no thanks, bye."

In shock Frodo watched the girls beautiful hand leave his own muscular but small hand. He fell to his knees in despair, he couldn't believe that he had just been rejected, damn.

Sure he could do it and lose it with one of the Halfling girls, after all they were all fawning over him. But no, he wished to have only big chicks, with big breasts the size of his head and long shapely legs. He wished this because he wished his offspring to be bigger and better than he. The Baggins bloodline would not stand for being anything under 140 centimetres tall, no way. That is what he swore that night on his 16th birthday.