A/N: Sorry it took so long to post another chapter. Maruit... I'm soooo sorry. Please forgive me. And it's not just about not posting. Please forgive me, Maruit, Archery queen of all the people I know that does archery!

Chapter 7

The elves walked lightly on top of the snow as the others walked in the snow. Ete was slightly lighter in mood than she thought she would be, considering the freezing cold and snow. At least she wasn't carrying a hobbit. But more astonishing than that, she was warm. She couldn't tell the difference from heat and cold. She forgot that she was going to be an elf, which meant she didn't feel it. Silly Ete!

"Twisted." Ete said, walking lightly.

Legolas, Ete and Merut lifted their heads when they heard it. Ete realized that yes; there was a fell voice on the air. The three stopped, looking around.

"There is a fell voice on the air." Legolas said, looking into the blizzard.

"It's Saruman!" Merut said. Both looked to each other and bolted close next to the mountain. Moments later after a futile attempt from Gandalf, the crew was covered in snow from head to foot. The group poked out of the snow one by one.

"This snow is so freaking buggy!" Ete said, popping out. "Let's go through Moria and get it over with!"

"Boromir, the Gap of Rohan brings us too close to Isengard! Trying to pass Caradhras is futile and the Mines... well..." Merut said, trailing off. "Most of us won't die in there..."

This alarmed Gandalf.

"I do not wish to go through the mines." Gandalf said.

"Well, Frodo, what is it? Mines, Gap or Caradhras." Ete said, turning to the hobbit.

Frodo thought for a moment. "We will go through the mines."

"Good!" The two girls said, making their way backwards.

When the company reached the bottom of the mountain, Ete was happy. The snow wasn't flying in her eyes or sticking to the back of her throat.

Snow. Such a nuisance.

Nonetheless, Ete was ecstatic to be out of the snow. How does she celebrate?

"WOOSH!" Ete said, flying down the foot hill. "Bless the onomatopoeias!"

"The what?" asked Pippin , turning to Merut, but soon he found a red blur swishing past him. Merut started flying down the hill in quick step.

Over the next few minutes, Merut and Ete chased each other in circles down the hill while the rest of the fellowship walked in a "normal" straight line. The two tried tripping each other, but to no avail. With their senses, they could tell whenever each other was trying to trip them. The two would simply jump over the other's legs and continue down the hill.

Gimli was getting annoyed.

"What do you elves thing you are doing?" Gimli yelled in a growling tone. Okay. He was a bit farther than annoyed. He had his axe out.

"I'm running! I'm running!" Ete said in a squeaky GIR impression, picking up speed down the hill, her arms out as if she was ready to glide off.

Merut decided to taunt the dwarf. Merut stopped in front of the dwarf abruptly, placing both feet together and her hands behind her back.

"Master Dwarf," Merut said simply. "We are expressing our elven gra-!" Ete slammed into Merut, knocking her to the ground. Ete simply jumped over Merut and continued running around.

"Too slow!" Ete said, running and jumping.

Merut stood up, brushing herself off. She was a bit angry.

"ETE! What'd you do that for!"

"A'cuz I felt like it!"

"Well get ready to meet the best Archer in the East!" Merut started making snowballs.

"Oh be quiet! You can't hit a moving target!" Ete spun around and ran again.

"Maybe not home, but in Middle-earth I can!" And the attack began. Merut flew the first snowball to hit Ete. Unfortunately (for Merut) the ball did not hit and missed Ete.

Merut growled and threw another one and by the will of the Author Goddess, Merut missed the raven-haired beauty. Merut tried again, but met to no avail. And Merut tried again and missed the-

Merut: Stop it! Obsidian, Stop it!

Author Goddess: Do not refer to me in such a degrading tone! I am GOD to you!

Merut: No freaking way!

Author Goddess: Yes Freaking way!

Merut: Nuh-uh!

Author Goddess: Yuh-huh!

Merut: No way in hell!

Author Goddess: I am the will of the fic!

Merut: And by the will of the fic, my name is spelled wrong!

Author Goddess: And by the will of the fic you get out hang out with LEGOLAS!

Merut: ... oh... yeah...

Author Goddess: has won the field As I was saying...

Merut kept missing the Ete, who was feeling her luck to run out.

Merut: Finally!

Therefore, Ete hid behind the Son of the Steward of Gondor.

And by the will of the fic, Merut hit her mark!

Merut's crowd cheers

Hold your horses! There is one thing to understand as of yet. As I said, Ete hid behind Boromir. She lined herself up perfectly behind Boromir. Merut was aiming for Ete's face. Ete's face was behind Boromir's face.

In layman's terms, Gondor Boy got a snowball in the kisser.

Author Goddess: See what happens when you mess with the will of the fic?

Merut: Oh shut up.

As Boromir stood, stunned, Ete frolicked away as fast as she came, so Boromir never knew there was anything behind him.

"La la la la laaaaaa..." Ete said as she skipped on the snow. In the meantime, Boromir got so angry that he made the snow boil on his face and evaporate into the air.

"MERUUUUUTTT!" Boromir screamed, brandishing a sword.

Author Goddess: Payback's a bitch, ain't it?

"Uh oh." Merut said, stumbling backwards.

"I am tired of you always making fun of me!"

"But I was trying to hit Ete! She was behind you!"

"In Mordor you were! There was nothing behind me, much less Ete."

"But Ete was behind you, I swear!" Merut looked up to a snow bank where Ete was sitting, making a snow elf, pointed ears and all. Merut sighed and returned her attention to Gondor Boy.

"Lies!" Boromir screamed, pulling back his sword.

"But it was an accident, Gondor boy!" Merut said and her head was snipped off as Boromir's sword came down.

Merut's Crowd: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Merut: You can't do that to me! I'm one of the main characters!

Author Goddess: Oh yes I can! I am the will of the fic! Is in a spooky big head. Think wizard of Oz.

Merut: pulls down a curtain to see Obsidian working the levers You were saying?

Obsidie: Oh fine. But don't say that Ete's not beautiful.

Merut: rolling her eyes Fine.

Obsidie: And don't criticize my work.

Merut: rolling her eyes again Fine.

Obsidie: And don't-

Merut: I SAID FINE!

Obsidie: Erm... okay. And by the will of the fic, all is restored. BLING!

"WOOSH!" Ete said, running down the hill. "Bless the onomatopoeias!"

"The what?" asked Pippin, looking up to Merut. "They're words that sound like what they represent." Merut said, folding her arms as they walked down the hill. She wasn't even going to start. And thus, the fellowship went down the hill and made their way to Moria.