I truly adore snow. I love how it looks, I love how it feels, and I absolutely LOVE the feeling when you pack it into a ball and throw it at somebody! I guess that would come naturally, having been born in a blizzard. But I guess it wouldn't be too fun walking through it if you're about three feet tall. Thankfully, I was an elf, and didn't have to walk through it, but over it. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! (is hit by readers) Well sorry. What's the fun in writing a story if you can't laugh manically while doing so? Oh well. Continuing on. I guess I love the snow so much that I just couldn't resist the urge to throw it at somebody. More like some Dwarf. Some Dwarf named Gimli, son of Gloin. Well since Gimli was up in front and Boromir was in the back, when Gimli wheeled around to see who did it (canceling out Legolas and Gandalf, because they were in front of him), I pointed at Boromir, looking very innocent. Hehe, inferior males. They believe anything a woman tells them. Oh well, I pity no Dwarf. Before even considering my actions of accusation, Gimli scooped up a big heap of snow and threw it at Boromir. When HE turned around, Gimli accusingly pointed at Aragorn, who had no idea what was going on. Poor inferior males. This time, I was the one being pointed at. Me? They can't throw snow at me, I'm a girl! But I guess things were a little different in Middle Earth. I ducked just in time to avoid being hit in the head with a big snowball. Soon enough, I had picked up my second hand full of snow, and thrown it at Merry. Why? He's just so darn adorable! Everybody pointed at Sam, and HE was pelted with snowballs. Then HE threw snow at Merry who threw some at Frodo. Uh-oh, Legolas was in the line of fire; he hadn't been hit with a snowball yet! But that didn't stop anybody. Pretty soon, it was an all out snow war, everybody for them selves! Even Midnight and Bill were kicking snow at people... Hobbits, Dwarves and Elves! Yes, it was a vicious cycle. But that didn't mean it wasn't fun! But soon enough, everybody was so tired that they couldn't even MAKE a snowball, let alone throw one! "Whew, that was fun! Too bad none of you had the pleasure of starting- Uh-oh..." Everybody seemed to get the same evil look in their eyes. "Uh, what are you all looking at me for?" I said with a VERY nervous smile, backing up slowly. Everybody reached for a snowball, and before I knew what happened, There was snow all over me. It was very cold, and had somehow managed to get in my boots. You all know that feeling. "EEK! Cold! COLD!!!" I said loudly, while hopping around on one foot trying to get the snow out of my boot, and trying NOT to step in, er... ON the snow. But I'm sure you all know what happens when you start screaming on a mountain, and there's a layer of powder snow under a thick layer of that hard, icy snow; uh-huh, and avalanche.
We were all laughing, as I was now sitting in the snow. I could stand on it, but I couldn't sit on it. Middle Earth doesn't make sense. But I guess we were making too much noise, because we all heard a huge rumbling sound. All ten of us looked up the slope of the mountain, and saw what looked like a tidal wave of snow coming right towards us. My eyes darted around quickly, looking for something to hide behind. I finally saw a big rock, leaning the way the avalanche was coming. "Quick, everybody! We need to get to that rock!" I instructed, making the best of my bossy side. "Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin, you get on Midnight or Bill. The rest of us, well... we'll run. Now come on!" The pony and horse galloped swiftly over to the rock and deposited the hobbits there. The six of us made a mad-dash to the rock, and still had time to spare. But there was something in the snow... Pippin! Pippin fell off!!! I rushed out into the open and was nearly there when I felt a rush of snow. Everything was white and freezing cold. I couldn't see an inch in front of me, and everything went blurry all of a sudden. I fainted.
When I awoke, I was still in the snow. I was absolutely frozen, and there was a pain in my foot. I was gasping for air, wondering where the others were. I dug madly through the snow, looking for Pippin. The story was horribly messed up, and it was all my fault! "Pippin, Pippin! Where are you?" There was a very muffled reply, and my heart leapt; he was still alive! I dug even deeper, and finally reached the hem of his cloak. Now all I had to do was get us out of this frozen prison. But time and air were running out.
(A/N: HAH! Bet you didn't expect THAT! It isn't very Mary-Suish at all! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Mary-Sues often stick with the fellowship until it breaks up, therefore I am correct again! Sorry, I just had to prove my point.)
We were all laughing, as I was now sitting in the snow. I could stand on it, but I couldn't sit on it. Middle Earth doesn't make sense. But I guess we were making too much noise, because we all heard a huge rumbling sound. All ten of us looked up the slope of the mountain, and saw what looked like a tidal wave of snow coming right towards us. My eyes darted around quickly, looking for something to hide behind. I finally saw a big rock, leaning the way the avalanche was coming. "Quick, everybody! We need to get to that rock!" I instructed, making the best of my bossy side. "Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin, you get on Midnight or Bill. The rest of us, well... we'll run. Now come on!" The pony and horse galloped swiftly over to the rock and deposited the hobbits there. The six of us made a mad-dash to the rock, and still had time to spare. But there was something in the snow... Pippin! Pippin fell off!!! I rushed out into the open and was nearly there when I felt a rush of snow. Everything was white and freezing cold. I couldn't see an inch in front of me, and everything went blurry all of a sudden. I fainted.
When I awoke, I was still in the snow. I was absolutely frozen, and there was a pain in my foot. I was gasping for air, wondering where the others were. I dug madly through the snow, looking for Pippin. The story was horribly messed up, and it was all my fault! "Pippin, Pippin! Where are you?" There was a very muffled reply, and my heart leapt; he was still alive! I dug even deeper, and finally reached the hem of his cloak. Now all I had to do was get us out of this frozen prison. But time and air were running out.
(A/N: HAH! Bet you didn't expect THAT! It isn't very Mary-Suish at all! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Mary-Sues often stick with the fellowship until it breaks up, therefore I am correct again! Sorry, I just had to prove my point.)
