Legolas watched his friends from the other side of the room. He smiled to see the enjoying themselves after the fighting. He faltered however, when Gimli waved him over from the table they were at.

After everyone had rested Gimli decided, much to the joy of the hobbits, that they celebrate with a feast, and a lot of drinking, the victories of the previous week and the newly crowned king.

"Legolas! Get over here! I demand a rematch!"

Sighing he went over. Not a big fan of ale, he had let the others drink without him and was now uncertain of that decision.

All the hobbits were dazed and sluring their words. Pippin in particular was talking utter nonsense and even forgetting Merrys name once or twice as he desperately tried to maintain conversation.

Frodo and Sam were asleep, awakening every so often to make a comment before falling back to unconsciousness.

Gimli had seven already empty mugs beside him and was still going strong.

For some reason Gandalf had managed to avoid the festives and was nowhere to be seen.

Aragorn was laughing at Merrys attempts to keep the young Took awake.

"This time you won't beat me!"

Legolas simply smiled before responding.

"No, I won't. As I will not be participating."

Gimli and Aragorn looked on in surprise at the elfs hard expression.

"Aragorn, we both know how you get when you are drunk and I do not want to face that without all of my senses at full."

Turning a deep red Aragorn shuffled uncomfortably. Trying to ignore Gimli and Merry laughing at him. Pippin laughed as well, but he didn't really how what at.

"That was once ten years ago!"

Legolas smiled innocently at the former ranger.

"Why! I thought it was three times over the last two years!"

Gimli snorted, branding his mug at the king.

"I can't wait to see this! And the lad's already slightly drunk!"

"What happened?"

The youngest hobbit sobered up in the presence of a new story. A cloud passed over the elfs eyes as he remembered before he grinned from ear to ear.

"Really, I don't think that's necessary…"

Aragorn hastily muttered. Already knowing from the glint in Legolas' eyes that it was too late to stop him.

"Well, let's see. The first incident happened two summers ago when it was Estel's birthday…"