My brother Sir Monkey mentioned that in the new Warmind DLC, the Hive were frozen and shattered when killed. At first he suggested a performance of Let It Go, but I have saved you from that fate and given you a snowball fight instead. You're welcome.

The polar ice caps, Mars. Zavala, the Titan Vanguard, gazed across the icy terrain peacefully. He and his Vanguard fireteam stood in a deep drift of fine, powdery snow - the remains of the frozen Hive swarm they had just vanquished.

"Every day, every time we fight," he began solemnly, "we bring more peace to our sy-"

PAFFFF!

Zavala stopped mid-sentence, slowly turning to face his teammates as snow slid down the back of his head. Cayde was trying not to look guilty as Ikora hid a smile behind her hand.

"Who threw that?" Zavala asked flatly, already having a fairly good idea of the answer.

"Ikora did it," Cayde blurted, immediately pointing to the Warlock, who only smiled.

Zavala highly doubted that. Acting quickly, he scooped up a handful of snow and hurled it at the Hunter, nailing him in the face and knocking him onto his back in the snow.

"Ha! How does your own medicine taste, Cayde?"

The Exo sat up suddenly, chucking a snowball right back at his Awoken comrade hitting him in the chest. "Not as sweet as cold, cold revenge!" he laughed. The two Vanguard tried to obliterate each other with snowballs as Ikora watched from the side, snickering whenever Cayde took an icy sphere to the forehead.

Cayde jumped off a large chunk of ice, sending a snowball spinning towards Zavala. "Eat ice, Titan!" he crowed. Then he watched in horror as the snowball curved to the side and exploded against the side of Ikora's face. Cayde and Zavala stopped dead in their tracks as the Warlock slowly wiped ice off her cheek, inspected it, and fixed a burning gaze on her fireteam.

"Now you've done it," Zavala muttered.

Needless to say, the fight escalated. Five minutes later, three enormous snow forts formed a triangle, snowballs flying back and forth as Guardians rallied to defend their classes. After a while, Cayde noticed that the Warlock fort's activity had decreased.

"Hold your fire!" he shouted to his Hunters. Reluctantly, they held their snowballs, glancing at their commander. He waved his arms at the Titan fort. "Hold your fire!"

Zavala poked his head over the snowy wall. "Surrendering, Cayde?!"

"No, look! Ikora hasn't been moving!"

The Titan Vanguard peered at the Warlock fort. Then it dawned on him. "Oh, no…"

A shadow fell over the icy battleground as a mass of Voidwalker Warlocks rose over the icy forts, lead by Ikora, wielding snow-coated Nova Bombs and grinning.

Cayde's shoulders slumped. "Aw, sh-"

The Warlocks obliterated their opponents, leveling the Titan and Hunter forts in a storm of snow and purple energy.

As the destroyed Guardians slowly respawned, Cayde sent an open broadcast to the Warlocks.

"Okay, Ikora. You win."

And there it is. Hooray. Cayde and Zavala getting utterly eradicated by a Snowva Bomb blizzard. I hope you enjoyed yourselves. Meanwhile, since Sir Monkey's prompts usually come after I have time to write, feel free to PM in a suggestion. Remeber, keep it T and in a slice-of-life type of theme. Have fun.