It had been over a year since your best friend Bilbo Baggins had disappeared suddenly from the Shire, and as time went on without him, you bitterly realized you had fallen for the handsome fellow during the many years you knew him. You missed him so much and cried many a time as you realized he would likely never return. You soon lost hope of him ever returning, but still thought of him every day, only a wistful memory now. It was a warm summer's afternoon when you were picking apples in the tree outside your home when you heard whistling and turned to see none other than Bilbo himself racing down the lane, smiling wide as he ran straight for you. A great big smile spread across your own face as you scrambled to the ground and into his arms.

"Bilbo! You came back!"

(Requested by the splendid hufflepuffturtle!)