Conclusion

This was it. This was the moment when the portals for the plot bunnies would be closed. Frodo didn't want to miss this moment, but then who would after being turned into a rabbit. And he wasn't alone, for Anakin was there, too.

"Mr. Frodo," Sam asked.

"What? I'm fine," Frodo said.

"Well, after the plot bunnies leave, what will we do?" Sam asked, confused.

"We live. We strive to do our best," Frodo said. "Not all things have changed."

"Yes, we're here!" Blade cried behind him.

"Blade. You're here," Frodo said. "What are you doing here?"

"Well," Trixie said, looking around. "This seems to be our last stop."

"Blade! Trixie! Come here!" The leader of the plot bunnies said.

"Go with them. It's okay," Frodo told the two rabbits.

"Right. Yes," Blade said, following Trixie. He asked the lead plot bunny, "What?"

"You ought to be commended for your efforts." The lead plot bunny said, "And for that, we're giving you a spot in our ranks. Top plot bunnies and should you need our help, we will guide you."

"No. I think it's too much," Blade said.

"Oh, it's nothing," the lead plot bunny said.

"No, I mean. I was expecting, you know, a life with Trixie. A family, a home, a life," Blade said. "Something of great value. I'm sorry, but you can't force me into this."

"Well, I'll take the job," Trixie said.

"What?" Blade and Frodo asked.

"Well, well…" Blade was beside himself. Should he follow Trixie into more danger? Didn't they already deal with an evil plot bunny? Wait a second… "then I will, too."

"You don't have to," Trixie said.

"No! This is my decision!" Blade told the hobbits. He approached Trixie, admitting, "Look, I don't have to do this. But I want to. If this is our life, then we'll make it count. Make it worth something. Right?"

"All right. Come with me," Trixie said.

"Great." Blade said. He turned to Frodo and Sam, "I'll see you in the next story. I'll have my thoughts written on every page."

"Now whose mischievous," Frodo said.

Blade chuckled. In haste, he dived through the portal after Trixie. Now alone with the plot bunnies and the hobbits, as well as Anakin, the lead plot bunny turned his attention to Frodo and Sam.

"As they said, we'll see you in the next story," the lead plot bunny said. He added last, as the plot bunnies moved through the portal, "Call this a new beginning, the blank page about to have words flowing…"

"Go on now," Sam said.

"See you later," the lead plot bunny darted through the portal. The hobbits and the Jedi Knight were alone.

"Now what to do?" Sam asked Frodo.

"We keep going. That's what we're meant to do," Frodo said.

"Then here we part ways," Anakin said. "I'm sorry, but I must return to my own timeline. We'll see each other again someday."

Frodo nodded. "Good luck."

"You too," Anakin said. In seconds, he disappeared through a portal.

Now, in this moment, Frodo and Sam were alone and free to do whatever they wanted. Sam right away searched for Rosie Cotton. As for Frodo, he returned inside Bag End, right in the study where the Red Book lay. Just as he opened it, he yelped when Blade's face appeared on the page.

"What are you waiting for?" Blade asked. "Get writing!" He vanished into the book.

"What the… what was that?" Frodo asked, beside himself. He could do this. He could write, but the plot bunnies… oh, they wouldn't learn. Would they?

The End.

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