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The Fellowship had entered the Mines of Moria, climbed up and down 4,352 stairs, (Pippin had counted) and now they were running like the wind from a giant who-knew-what from who-knew-where. Most of them had run immediately, but Aragorn had to pull Legolas along, for he'd been frozen in fear.
"Gandalf!" panted Merry, "Do something!"
"Why me!?"
"You're the all powerful wizard!"
"What do you expect me to do my dear hobbit?"
"ANYTHING!" yelled everyone at once, well except Legolas, he was still struck dumb with fear.
"Very well then! Everyone head for that very dangerous looking tiny bridge!"
They ran over to the bridge, all of them going over except for Gandalf. He stopped about halfway, struck a heroic pose, and waited for the enemy. The balrog, (for so it was called) loomed over the single, insignificant man.
Gandalf mumbled something incomprehensible then, with a might shout exclaimed, "YOOOOOU SHHHALL NOT PAAAAAAASSSSS!" and slammed his staff into the ground.
"How long have we been standing here?" asked Pippin.
"Three hours," offered Merry.
"Three hours!" said Pippin at the same time Sam said, "Too long, I'm starving."
Frodo, Legolas, and Aragorn were still on the edge of their figurative seats, looks of horror on their features. Unfortunatly, Gandalf had locked them to the floor at the same time he'd cast the 'you can not pass' spell, or they all would have been at his side.
"What do you call a line of warriors waiting to get to any enemy?" asked Boromir.
"Depends on the formation-" began Aragorn who, in the heat of the moment, had forgotten Boromir was just setting himself up.
"A punchline!"
They watched as the giant balrog tried to push his way through an invisible barrier.
"Well, looks like he can't pass," said Gimli, taking his pipe out of his mouth, "What's that fool of a wizard waiting for?"
As if in answer, Gandalf turned around and began walking towards them. In one large sweep, the balrog's whips, which hadn't been under the 'you can not pass' spell, wrapped around the wizard, and pulled him off the edge.
Everyone blinked once in surprise, then ran like the hurricane force winds. When they'd finally gotten out, Legolas, still shaking, spoke.
"T-they killed a m-main character! How could they?" he whispered.
"Because Gandalf must have been a bad mathematician," said Boromir sadly, "He could handle the fight but not the aftermath. Never fear though! I'm sure the rest of us will make it out fine!"
Elizabeth: That was kinda meh. . .