A/N- I'm back. Yay ! Elladan: Was it really necessary for TICS to hang our pants from a flagpole ? Elrohir: Yeah. I'm getting cold. SG: You don't need to tell me I can see for myself.
A/N 2- Just to warn you people reading this. This chapter was written under the influence of: massive amounts of Jolt Cola, bronchial dialators, no sleep, and with a mind that seems to be in the gutter quite a bit as of late. So enjoy. Oh, and thanks to all reviewers.
Disclaimer- You people should know that we don't own it by now.
A Series Of Unfortunate Coincidences
"I'm not going to kill them. I'm not going to kill them...yet," Sam thought to herself as she grabbed the elf she thought was Elladan by the ear. "What are you two doing here ? Where is Misha, Dan ?"
"I'm 'Ro. So, this is a dance club ? Its a bit loud."
Elrohir continued to dance as the women pressed in closer around them. One of the women had the nerve to grab Sam's shoulder and yell at her ",Wait your turn honey."
"Don't touch me," Sam said loud enough for the woman to hear and followed it up with a look that could have made that unfortunate woman burst into flame. The lady quickly withdrew her hand and left. "Now answer me, 'Ro. Where's Misha ? Why did she bring you two here ?"
"That's the thing. See, Misha's not here," Dan said, dancing over to the pair. "There was an emergency at home so Misha gave us her car to come and get you."
"Well, I guess I'll just have to call her and see what's wrong, won't I ?"
"No," Dan and 'Ro yelled.
Dan looked around the club and saw the slime ball that called itself Sam's date walking toward them with drinks in hand. "Just come home. You'll see when you get there."
"Nice try guys. Get Misha's car back home before she finds out or the two of you won't live to see morning."
With that Sam spun on her heel and headed Andy off before he could see the twins. She took her drink from him and made a foul face when she realized that it was more whiskey than coke. He was trying to get her drunk. Sam had other plans. Dan and 'Ro were watching her from the dance floor. They needed a new plan.
Misha looked up from her slice of pizza, her sixth sense kicking in, and realized that the troublesome twosome were nowhere to be seen. What was up with them just coming and going as they pleased ? "Where are the twins ?"
Everyone in the room gave their 'I don't knows' with mouthfuls of food. Now Misha was officially worried. Hopefully they wouldn't do anything to piss the Valor off further. The last thing Misha needed was some sort of god-inflicted stain on the new carpet.
Sam was starting to get a headache from pretending she was having a good time with the sleezebag. She was faking a laugh at some lame joke he told when she felt something on her backside. Sam looked behind her to see a hand on her ass. The hand belonged to Andy. Sam forced a fake smile at him. He smiled back.
"Move your hand."
"And if I don't," he leered.
"I'll ask nicely one more time. Please move your hand."
"No."
Sam grabbed the offending hand and bent it back painfully while Andy winced in pain. She then gave him a quick jab to the nose. Sam gathered up her purse and left the club with the twins not far behind leaving Andy a bloody mess.
"See, I told you, bro," Elrohir replied happily ",we didn't need another plan."
"You didn't need a plan at all you dumb gits," Sam snapped, standing next to Misha's car. "I can handle myself. Maybe you're not use to that where you come from but that's how it is here. Now I would greatly appreciate it if you would not meddle with my life anymore."
Sam let the twins get in the car and she sped off in the direction of home wearing an angry look on her face. The twins knew that look all to well and decided, for once, to just shut up. When they got home Misha was the only one still up except for Jessie who had gotten a late night singing telegram job. Jessie tossed Misha her keys.
"You need to keep those on you from now on. I'm going to bed."
Jessie disappeared in her room and Misha looked at the twins shaking her head before she went to bed herself.
The Next Morning...
Not being ones to have house guests for an extended period of time the girls really didn't know that they should have practiced two of the main rules of a house. The first being to lock the door. The second is to always knock. If they, along with their house guests, had kept this in mind many of the events of this morning would not have happened.
Sam stirred in her sleep. She didn't want to wake up since she was having a fantastic dream about some hot guy that looked very familiar. But the voices in her room wouldn't shut up.
"'Ro is it customary here for girls to sleep with no shirt on ?"
"I don't know Dan. I think if all girls sleep in this manner that I shall like it here."
"If you two don't get out of my room I'm going to kick your asses into next week."
"Sorry, Sam," Elrohir whispered, leaning down close to her bed. "We just wished to apologize for our behavior last night."
"You wanted to apologize," Elladan snapped. "Leave me out of this. I think I was completely right."
"GET OUT," Sam screamed, sitting up to throw a pillow at them. Looking down she quickly realized that she was giving them quite a show. "OUT, OUT, OUT !"
The twins quickly retreated to the relatively safe living room.
Meanwhile, Jessie had walked out of her bathroom having forgotten something she needed in her bedroom. Haldir, just walking by, heard the running water and decided not to let a nice hot shower go to waste. He quickly stripped down and jumped in before Jessie came back. Jessie entered the room a second later and pulled back the shower curtain for the surprise of her life. Her scream could be heard miles away.
Misha was busy dressing after her own shower when Legolas just opened her door to ask her a question. Now imagine the embarrassment. Misha screamed her head off at Legolas and the poor elf managed to get her door closed before a very heavy object hit him. The object shook the door as it smacked into it. Legolas himself was a very nice shade of magenta.
Now all of this could have been avoided if people would just learn to lock doors and knock instead of just waltzing in whenever they want to.
A/N3- Sorry. Lack of sleep made for a crappy chapter. The writer's block is coming back. TICS its your turn again. Save me from the block.
A/N 2- Just to warn you people reading this. This chapter was written under the influence of: massive amounts of Jolt Cola, bronchial dialators, no sleep, and with a mind that seems to be in the gutter quite a bit as of late. So enjoy. Oh, and thanks to all reviewers.
Disclaimer- You people should know that we don't own it by now.
A Series Of Unfortunate Coincidences
"I'm not going to kill them. I'm not going to kill them...yet," Sam thought to herself as she grabbed the elf she thought was Elladan by the ear. "What are you two doing here ? Where is Misha, Dan ?"
"I'm 'Ro. So, this is a dance club ? Its a bit loud."
Elrohir continued to dance as the women pressed in closer around them. One of the women had the nerve to grab Sam's shoulder and yell at her ",Wait your turn honey."
"Don't touch me," Sam said loud enough for the woman to hear and followed it up with a look that could have made that unfortunate woman burst into flame. The lady quickly withdrew her hand and left. "Now answer me, 'Ro. Where's Misha ? Why did she bring you two here ?"
"That's the thing. See, Misha's not here," Dan said, dancing over to the pair. "There was an emergency at home so Misha gave us her car to come and get you."
"Well, I guess I'll just have to call her and see what's wrong, won't I ?"
"No," Dan and 'Ro yelled.
Dan looked around the club and saw the slime ball that called itself Sam's date walking toward them with drinks in hand. "Just come home. You'll see when you get there."
"Nice try guys. Get Misha's car back home before she finds out or the two of you won't live to see morning."
With that Sam spun on her heel and headed Andy off before he could see the twins. She took her drink from him and made a foul face when she realized that it was more whiskey than coke. He was trying to get her drunk. Sam had other plans. Dan and 'Ro were watching her from the dance floor. They needed a new plan.
Misha looked up from her slice of pizza, her sixth sense kicking in, and realized that the troublesome twosome were nowhere to be seen. What was up with them just coming and going as they pleased ? "Where are the twins ?"
Everyone in the room gave their 'I don't knows' with mouthfuls of food. Now Misha was officially worried. Hopefully they wouldn't do anything to piss the Valor off further. The last thing Misha needed was some sort of god-inflicted stain on the new carpet.
Sam was starting to get a headache from pretending she was having a good time with the sleezebag. She was faking a laugh at some lame joke he told when she felt something on her backside. Sam looked behind her to see a hand on her ass. The hand belonged to Andy. Sam forced a fake smile at him. He smiled back.
"Move your hand."
"And if I don't," he leered.
"I'll ask nicely one more time. Please move your hand."
"No."
Sam grabbed the offending hand and bent it back painfully while Andy winced in pain. She then gave him a quick jab to the nose. Sam gathered up her purse and left the club with the twins not far behind leaving Andy a bloody mess.
"See, I told you, bro," Elrohir replied happily ",we didn't need another plan."
"You didn't need a plan at all you dumb gits," Sam snapped, standing next to Misha's car. "I can handle myself. Maybe you're not use to that where you come from but that's how it is here. Now I would greatly appreciate it if you would not meddle with my life anymore."
Sam let the twins get in the car and she sped off in the direction of home wearing an angry look on her face. The twins knew that look all to well and decided, for once, to just shut up. When they got home Misha was the only one still up except for Jessie who had gotten a late night singing telegram job. Jessie tossed Misha her keys.
"You need to keep those on you from now on. I'm going to bed."
Jessie disappeared in her room and Misha looked at the twins shaking her head before she went to bed herself.
The Next Morning...
Not being ones to have house guests for an extended period of time the girls really didn't know that they should have practiced two of the main rules of a house. The first being to lock the door. The second is to always knock. If they, along with their house guests, had kept this in mind many of the events of this morning would not have happened.
Sam stirred in her sleep. She didn't want to wake up since she was having a fantastic dream about some hot guy that looked very familiar. But the voices in her room wouldn't shut up.
"'Ro is it customary here for girls to sleep with no shirt on ?"
"I don't know Dan. I think if all girls sleep in this manner that I shall like it here."
"If you two don't get out of my room I'm going to kick your asses into next week."
"Sorry, Sam," Elrohir whispered, leaning down close to her bed. "We just wished to apologize for our behavior last night."
"You wanted to apologize," Elladan snapped. "Leave me out of this. I think I was completely right."
"GET OUT," Sam screamed, sitting up to throw a pillow at them. Looking down she quickly realized that she was giving them quite a show. "OUT, OUT, OUT !"
The twins quickly retreated to the relatively safe living room.
Meanwhile, Jessie had walked out of her bathroom having forgotten something she needed in her bedroom. Haldir, just walking by, heard the running water and decided not to let a nice hot shower go to waste. He quickly stripped down and jumped in before Jessie came back. Jessie entered the room a second later and pulled back the shower curtain for the surprise of her life. Her scream could be heard miles away.
Misha was busy dressing after her own shower when Legolas just opened her door to ask her a question. Now imagine the embarrassment. Misha screamed her head off at Legolas and the poor elf managed to get her door closed before a very heavy object hit him. The object shook the door as it smacked into it. Legolas himself was a very nice shade of magenta.
Now all of this could have been avoided if people would just learn to lock doors and knock instead of just waltzing in whenever they want to.
A/N3- Sorry. Lack of sleep made for a crappy chapter. The writer's block is coming back. TICS its your turn again. Save me from the block.