"Now what?" Frodo asked as the four of them stood on the mountain and all they could see was snow, snow and more snow.

"I'm hungry!" Pippin wailed.

"Here!" Pixie said in annoyance and thrust an onion into Pippins hand.

"Wow! An onion! Thanks Miss!" Pippin said happily as he sunk his teeth into it.

"That shut him up." She muttered under her breath.

"What is your name?" Legolas turned to her.

"Why do you want to know?" Pixie asked self-importantly.

"Because we were this close." He said. "Elrond ruined everything!" he added quietly.

"Please! Not in front of the children!" Pixie said as she covered Frodo's ears.

Pippin stood munching on his onion. "Pixie, its Pixie, Legolas Greenleaf." She answered his question.

"This is the best onion I ever tasted!" Pippin licked his fingers as the last of the onion disappeared down his throat.

"What did you say your name was Miss?" Pippin asked.

"Pixie!" she said letting go of Frodo's head.

"I'm probably older than you!" Frodo protested. "I'm not a child!"

"It's all right little one. Calm down." She patted him on the head.

"Merry!" Sam exclaimed as he saw his friend's arms sticking out of the snow.

"Sam!" Merry called. Sam dug Merry out and shook the snow off him.

"Where's everyone else?" Merry asked.

"I don't know, all I can see is snow." Sam answered.

"Is that Aragorns feet sticking out of the snow?" Merry squinted his beady little eyes to see better.

"I think you're right!" Sam yelled as he ran towards Aragorn.

"Dig him out!" Merry called to Sam who was furiously digging.

"Are you alright Mister?" Merry asked as Sam balanced Aragorn on his feet.

"A bit dizzy." He said rubbing his eyes.

"I'm hungry!" Merry wailed.

"Here!" Aragorn shoved a Brussel Sprout into Merry's hand.

"Wow! A Brussel Sprout! Thanks Mister!" Merry exclaimed and sunk his teeth into it.

"That shut him up." Aragorn muttered under his breath.

"Come on old dwarf! Let us help you! Then we'll be able to be on our way!" Boromir yelled at the dwarf who was struggling and kicking in the snow.

"Never!" Gimli called as he wriggled this way and that.

"Please Gimli! This century?" Gandalf said as he polished his wizard stick.

"Never!" Gimli roared again.

Night fell and Boromir and Gandalf had gone to sleep. Gimli was still struggling.

"Where are we going to sleep sir?" Sam asked as he followed Aragorn.

"We're going back to the cave. You got your swords?"

"Sir? I think I broke mine!" Merry called to Aragorn.

"What is it Merry?" Aragorn said, his patience wearing very thin.

"The blade. It's not as long as it used to be. Sir?" Merry called.

"Here!" Aragorn said trying his hardest not to yell at such stupidity.

"But that's your sword sir!" Merry exclaimed.

"Yes, and if you brake it it's coming out of your allowance!" Aragorn said as he continued to lead them up the treacherous mountain.

"But sir, he doesn't get an allowance." Sam said.

"Shush!" Merry put his hand over Sam's mouth. "He doesn't know that!"

"Nice boy!" Pixie called.

"What?"

"Start a fire!"

"With what?"

"Always trying to get out of your duties with excuses eh?" Pixie said and shook Pippin by the shoulder. "Hungry Boy number One. Hungry Boy!" she continued to shake him.

"Give it up." Legolas looked up from polishing his bow. "He is dreaming about that onion you gave him." he nodded at Pippin who's head was rolled back and mouth his mouth was open.

"Great!" Frodo said. "Look what you did to him!"

"Shut up!"

"No you shut up!" Frodo retorted.

"Both of you! Shut up!" Legolas ordered them.

"I'm tired of taking orders!" Frodo frowned. "From you crazy girl and you elf boy."

Legolas looked up at him from polishing his bow.

"I'm sorry!" Frodo moved back. "I'm sorry, just please get that thing away from me!" he closed his eyes.

"It's not a thing!" Pixie said. "It's a bow! And he's got arrows too."

Legolas began whistling as he took the arrows out and began sharpening them.

Pixie slapped Pippin across the head.

"Ow Miss! What was that for?" Pippin howled.

"Can none of you start a fire?" she asked. "Bloody hell! Three men...no wait, one elf man and two Hobbits. And none of you can start a fire!"

"Why do you even need a fire?" Frodo asked.

"Fine! We'll all freeze to death!" Pixie said.

Legolas continued to whistle.

"All right! All of us will freeze to death except Legolas because he's a blasted Elf!"

"Thank you." Legolas said.

"Do you want to freeze to death?" she turned to Frodo and Pippin.

They had the look of utter horror on their face as they shook their heads.

"Well then start a fire!"

"Man! I will start the fire!" Legolas non-willingly volunteered as he got up from the log he was sitting on.