Chapter 7

A/N: I should do more payback and make Pip mad at you Nessa. Hmm…decisions, decisions! We'll find out won't we! Well, here we go!

Disclaimer: We own nothing good. Vanessa owns a cd and her horse. I own my pretty little binder in which we write.

"I'm tired! And I'm hungry too!" Pippin complained, for about the 1000th time that day.

"We know, you Fool of a Took!" Gandalf answered.

"Oh, this is getting on my nerves," Vanessa told me quietly. "Pip says anything and Gandalf calls him a 'Fool of a Took'!

"So you've said," I reminded her. "This is really sad. We're not even a week into the journey and already everyone's at each other's throats."

"Yeah," Vanessa agreed.

"I'm going to go talk to Merry," I excused myself. "Go talk to Pippin and see if he can complain a little bit softer so we don't have to listen to Gandalf saying 'Fool of a Took' all the way to Moria."

"Ok, see ya later," she agreed and went in search of Pippin.

_~~*~~_

"What?! I'm complaining too loud for you?!" the fellowship suddenly heard Pippin scream. Everyone looked at each other and became quiet.

"Uh-oh, Mer," I whispered.

"No, Pip. It's just I don't want Gandalf yelling at you when you complain."

"As you and Christy say, 'Whatever!' I don't care!" Pippin yelled, before Vanessa could finish explaining.

(A/N: Ooo…Revenge is so sweet! I'm having so much fun! Don't hit me Nessa! *Ducks* Ha ha!)

As Pippin stormed out, everyone suddenly sprang to life. Aragorn was talking to Boromir; Frodo, Sam, and Gandalf were discussing who knows what; Legolas and Gimli were starring daggers at each other; and Merry and I were kissing.

"Were you listening?!" Pippin screamed. We all looked at him innocently. "Oh, come on! Let's go!" he grumbled, marching ahead.

I looked at Merry and told him to go ahead because my best friend needed me and his needed him.

"Vanessa? Are you OK?" I asked as I reached the spot where I had heard the couple fighting.

"What do you think?" she said softly, looking at me with a tear streaked face.

(A/N: Now I made myself feel bad. Nessie, it's your fault though. You made me and Merry fight; now it's your turn.)

"The man (hobbit) that I love and I just got into our first fight," she continued.

"Vanessa, it's OK. It's gonna be fine. I mean, look at me and Merry. We had a huge fight (thanks to your writing skills) and we made up."

"Yeah, but Pippin's mad at me. With you and Merry it was the other way around."

"Merry's talking to Pip right now to se what's up with him. Don't worry. This journey's just really hard on everyone, which they conveniently left out of the books, and even Merry and my relationship is strained. It's OK though because your relationship will be even stronger. Just remember- 'Love conquers all.' (A/N: OMG! I sound sooooo sappy! If I ever do that again someone kill me!) Now come on before they leave us behind."

_~~*~~_ that night _~~*~~_

"Man, its cold!" I complained, cuddling closer to Merry (I now love cold weather!)

"Aye, that it is," replied Boromir, who was watching Merry and me with a strange look on his face. (Not like that pervy! Maybe it was Frodo's cooking…)

"Who's going to take first watch tonight?" Gandalf asked being the killjoy he is.

"I will," Legolas volunteered.

"I will take second watch tonight," Boromir told us.

"And I will take third watch," Aragorn concluded the conversation, as we all made our way to our bed rolls. Mine was next to Merry's for warmth (Elvish clothes aren't very thick-they don't feel the cold).

As I was getting warm, and almost asleep, I saw Vanessa lying in her bedroll, shaking like a leaf. I felt sorry for her because she didn't have anyone to cuddle with for warmth, but I wasn't giving up my heater (another thing hobbits are good for)!

(A/N: Now for the fun part! *Evil grin* hehehe)

"You look a little cold, lass," Gimli said as he was walking by to his roll.

"You think?" Vanessa replied hotly.

"You have to have a brain to think," I said, completing our joke.

"Not funny," Gimli complained.

"All well! 'Cry me a river!'' we answered. I could feel Merry shaking beside me in silent laughter.

(A/N: I have decided not to be as mean as I had planned. Only for the fact that I do not want to die and Vanessa would kill me if she found out that this part was meant for Gimli…oops! Eheheh! See, aren't you glad I decided to play nice?)

"Vanessa," Frodo said, (I believe this is the first time he's ever talked! Gasp! Eheh!) "would you like my extra blanket?"

(A/N: I think I'm sick! I wrote/am writing something nice about Frodo! Die, EW, die!)

"No, I wouldn't want to take your blanket away from you on this cold of a night, Frodo," Vanessa replied.

"Oh, we could share it, like Christy and Merry," he insisted. Vanessa looked over at us and raised her eyebrow. Merry and I had fallen asleep, with my head on his chest, as I had been watching Gimli attempt to hit on Vanessa.

"Uh, I don't think so…" she said, pointing at us. Just then an extremely cold blast of wind blew by. "Pip may not like this, but give me the blanket and get your bedroll." She changed her mind between chattering teeth.

"I'll explain to him that it was entirely platonic (no romantic feelings), so he won't be too mad," Frodo told her.

"Whatever. I'm going to sleep."

A/N: I had to do it, but aren't you glad I did play nice?