And Now for the Ale…
Disclaimer: I don't own any of this stuff. Not even my sanity I sold that to the flying hamsters.
(Note: sorry these are so short. Don't know if Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star existed in Middle-Earth, but oh well.)
Legolas and Gimli are sitting at a table in the bar at the strip club, but Aragorn does not seem to be sitting at the table. The bar is about half full.
"We at least need to order some ale for Aragorn. The ale here is known all over Middle-Earth as being the most powerful", Gimli tells Legolas.
"Do you really think he needs more liquor?" at that moment Aragorn runs past their table. He has his shirt off and is whipping it around as he runs through the bar, hooting the whole time. He circles around and passes the two again, this time smacking into a column. He's knocked out cold. Legolas looks over at Aragorn and rolls his eyes.
"Well why don't you try some, Elf, put some hair on your back."
Legolas looks at Gimli and thinks about it. He runs slender fingers through his fair hair and sighs. He shrugs and leans into his chair.
"Fine, I will try some. But you have to promise me, Dwarf, that you will not let me do anything I will later regret."
"You can trust me", Gimli says. What Legolas didn't see were the crossed fingers behind Gimli's back.
[Ten minutes later…]
Legolas, Gimli, a now conscious Aragorn, and about half the bar's patrons are on top of a table, arms across shoulders and mugs in hands, singing a very slurred song. It sounds like "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star", but there's no telling what the song is.
When they are done with the song they all laugh at each other, for no apparent reason, and go back to their seats. Legolas, Gimli, and Aragorn stagger back to their seat. Along the way Aragorn accidentally bumps into a rather large man, making him spill some of his ale onto his shirt.
"Hey watch where you're goin'", the man turns around and tells Aragorn. Legolas walks up to them and stands in between them so that they wouldn't fight.
"Now let's just not fight tonight ok."
"Shut yer mouth, nancy boy, this is between me and him."
"Hey that's not very nice. I think someone needs a hug", Legolas says leaning his head and raising an eyebrow.
The man scoffs at the Elf and turns back the rest of his drink.
"Group hug", Legolas offers and proceeds to pull Aragorn into a hug with the large man. When the hug is broken the large man proceeds to punch Legolas in the eye.
TBC…
Sorry this one is exceptionally short. Hope you like. Please remember to review!! And thanks for the nice reviews *dances around giddily*.