A/N:Hey there, it's been a while.Sheesh!Never knew it was so hard to be cured of author's block!

Chapter 3- Drunk,Emotional.Get your bloody hands of me Belly!!!!!

Alright. Now, there were shards of glass all over the floor, and the floor was stained with spiced wine. Legolas was sprawled on his back on his bed, sighing, and ran his hand through his hair. He stared into the ceiling. Naked,drunk and depressed. Suddenly a knock on the door was heard.He didn't even budge.

"Legolas?Are you in there?You're ada is wondering where his dear son was..". An elf the same age as Legolas came in. She didn't have to take long to find her best friend. She sighed. "Legolas...what happened?Look at ya..."she bent down to pick up the shards. She turned her head to face her nude friend. "Come on now..."she stood up and got a towel robe. She pulled him to sit up[with a LOT of effort] and she draped the robe on his shoulders. She kissed his brow. "Come on honey..you can tell me anything.As always..."she looked sadly at him.

Legolas stared, then finally, he was able to respond. "Ireth..I..I.."he took shook his head. "I'll tell you later, alright?I think I'd better go and have breakfast now.."he smiled weakly. Ireth immediately opened his wardrobe and picked out some simple clothes. He changed quickly without even bothering to turn around. Ireth was used to this, eventhough she had no romantic feelings for him, she was his best friend after all.

"Go on now.." she ushered, and pushed him out the door. They walked down to the dining hall, and she said "Alright, I'll be off now, don't wanna..."she was cut off by Thranduil's handsome voice. "Ah..Legolas..and Ireth!What a pleasant surprise. Come join us for morning meal.."he smiled. *No way I can worm my way out of this!* Ireth said to herself. She smiled back and curtsied, and followed them to the table. She wasn't exactly unfamiliar, but she thought that they would want to have a 'talk'. But, what the heck. They sat down, and maids already came in and out and brought delicious food to the table. *Ha..this isn't too bad..* Ireth grinned to herself. Legolas helped himself to apple juice.

"So then..how are you Ireth?Everything alright with the ladies of your household?" Thranduil asked. "Oh!Fine, thank you for your concern. Mam' and big sis are fine and dandy, and Gran is kicking!" she chirped. Ireth was quite unusual actually, she had a rather 'weird' accent. Her manner of speaking, as Legolas put it, was like a hobbit. Many elves were bewildered at this, but got used to it. Thranduil smiled. Legolas was silent all throughout breakfast. He only replied occasionally, witha 'um' or a 'yes' or a reason why he was quiet. "Tired.Hungry.Mouth's full." Suddenly, Ireth chirped. "Oh!My sister is with child! Found out only a week ago, she's been pregnant for about a month now.." she beamed. Before Thranduil could congratulate her, Legolas burst out in tears.

"Lasse?What's the matter?Son?!" Thranduil held his son's shoulders. "sniff....sniff...the..the...app..Ai!!!Sweet ELBERETH!!!Juice of apples are so SWEET!YET THEY ARE PLUCKED OFF THE TREES AND EATEN ALIVE!!!!AND DRIED OF THEIR ESSENCE!!!!!BELLY OF MINE, WHY DO YOU SWELL??!!!"he bawled. Thranduil was confused, bewildered and worried. Then, as if on que, Aragorn and Arwen walked into the dining hall. Legolas lifted his face from his hands, and saw Aragorn.*Oh no! Legolas is still tipsy!What is he going ta do next?!*Ireth thought. He suddenly stood up, and walked towards Aragorn. With tears in his eyes, he smacked his ex-lover's face, and ran off.

~TBC~

A/N: So..how was it? Care to tell me by reviewing?Bless you if you do.