If Elrond Got Drunk
Summary: Ahem, too much ale, wine, mead, and other forms of alcohol for poor wittle Elrond.
A/n Gee, heh, heh, I was just watching the Two Towers on Starz! and I just wondered what Elrond would do if he were drunk.
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Ok, it's just a nice normal day in Rivendell. The Elves are doing, er, Elf things. Elrond is seated at a large bay window in his home, watching the goings-on of his people. Suddenly, boredom overtook him.
"I'm so bored." he said, resting his chin in his hand. "I wish there was something to do." he sighed, and glanced about his den. In the corner on the mantel sat an unopened bottle of wine.
He stood. "What's that doing here?" he asked, stepping across the room.
He picked up the bottle and examined the label. "Peach flavored, vintage 1154?"
He uncorked the bottle, and he took a sip. "Mmm, not bad."
He took another. And another. And another. And a lot more others until the bottle was empty. Then IT began.
Soon, he was prowling the entire house, looking for more and more of the sweet booze. Everytime he found a bottle, he stashed it under his bed. Apparently, his servants were heavy drinkers, as his bed was standing nearly three feet higher than usual ontop of a mountain of every kind of booze imaginable.
Laughing madly, Elrond locked himself in his room, and began to drink.
~~~~~~~(Nearly 6 hours, and 19 trips to the bathroom later)~~~~~~
Elves were yelling in fear and shock. Others were laughing hysterically. But indeed, everyone was pointing at the large bedroom window of Elrond's house.
Where was Elrond, you ask? Why, he was hanging out the window, wearing naught but Snoopy boxer shorts.
"I RULE THE WORLD! EVERYONE MUST WEAR DUCK FEET OR FACE MY WRATH!" he yelled.
"Father, what on Earth are you doing?!" Arwen yelped.
"Ruling my subjects?" Elrond asked her hopefully.
"You're making a fool out of yourself!"
"So?"
With that, Elrond broke free of her grasp, ran back to the window, yelled, "CATCH ME!" and jumped.
No one caught him. They were took afraid to touch him, in only his Snoopy boxer shorts.
Poor Elrond.
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A/N And what have we learned? Say it with me: NEVER GIVE ELROND ANY ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES!
Good.
XD Now, to get the image of Elrond OUT of your heads, I give you Legolas beakdancing!
(Curtains behind her part, showing Legolas breakdancing to freaky techno/disco style music).
(A loud crack is heard and Legolas yells, "AH!!! MY BACK!").
-_-* Ouch.
Summary: Ahem, too much ale, wine, mead, and other forms of alcohol for poor wittle Elrond.
A/n Gee, heh, heh, I was just watching the Two Towers on Starz! and I just wondered what Elrond would do if he were drunk.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Ok, it's just a nice normal day in Rivendell. The Elves are doing, er, Elf things. Elrond is seated at a large bay window in his home, watching the goings-on of his people. Suddenly, boredom overtook him.
"I'm so bored." he said, resting his chin in his hand. "I wish there was something to do." he sighed, and glanced about his den. In the corner on the mantel sat an unopened bottle of wine.
He stood. "What's that doing here?" he asked, stepping across the room.
He picked up the bottle and examined the label. "Peach flavored, vintage 1154?"
He uncorked the bottle, and he took a sip. "Mmm, not bad."
He took another. And another. And another. And a lot more others until the bottle was empty. Then IT began.
Soon, he was prowling the entire house, looking for more and more of the sweet booze. Everytime he found a bottle, he stashed it under his bed. Apparently, his servants were heavy drinkers, as his bed was standing nearly three feet higher than usual ontop of a mountain of every kind of booze imaginable.
Laughing madly, Elrond locked himself in his room, and began to drink.
~~~~~~~(Nearly 6 hours, and 19 trips to the bathroom later)~~~~~~
Elves were yelling in fear and shock. Others were laughing hysterically. But indeed, everyone was pointing at the large bedroom window of Elrond's house.
Where was Elrond, you ask? Why, he was hanging out the window, wearing naught but Snoopy boxer shorts.
"I RULE THE WORLD! EVERYONE MUST WEAR DUCK FEET OR FACE MY WRATH!" he yelled.
"Father, what on Earth are you doing?!" Arwen yelped.
"Ruling my subjects?" Elrond asked her hopefully.
"You're making a fool out of yourself!"
"So?"
With that, Elrond broke free of her grasp, ran back to the window, yelled, "CATCH ME!" and jumped.
No one caught him. They were took afraid to touch him, in only his Snoopy boxer shorts.
Poor Elrond.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N And what have we learned? Say it with me: NEVER GIVE ELROND ANY ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES!
Good.
XD Now, to get the image of Elrond OUT of your heads, I give you Legolas beakdancing!
(Curtains behind her part, showing Legolas breakdancing to freaky techno/disco style music).
(A loud crack is heard and Legolas yells, "AH!!! MY BACK!").
-_-* Ouch.