"Bruenor! Bruenor! Wake up! Wake up!" Drizzt was furiously shaking his dwarf friend.
Bruenor was laying face-down in the celebrations hall, snoring so loud that Stumped was afraid that he'll wake up Catti-brie and the twins. As response to her thought's Bruenor gave such a snore that the walls started trembling.
Somebody (nobody doubted that it was Pwent) put his one-horned helmet in the 'cushions' of his back. The view in fact was hilarious! If the drow wasn't so busy returning Bruenor to his senses. He'll probably fall down himself but because of laughing.
Regis, Wulfgar and Stumped were observing the sweet couple without even trying to hide their grins.
"I bet one golden piece that it'll take him more than fifteen minutes to wake up our king" Regis said to Wulfgar with an enormous smile.
"I'll say half an hour" the barbarian seemed very interested in the game.
"Instead teasin' my patience ye could help me!" Drizzt was breathing hard. Not something to be surprised of. He managed to elevate half of the Bruenor's body. The dwarf it self weighed twice more than the elf, plus the armor…the helmet. Drizzt couldn't help a grin at the thought. The most surprising thing was that the helmet didn't fall while the drow was shaking its owner.
"Yea, we will!" Said Wulfgar and Regis.
"In fifteen minutes" the halfling added.
"Half an hour" the barbarian corrected. And both bowed laughing.
"Keep on laughing! It's been long since Guen sharpened he teeth" The dark elf said extending his hand to grab the figurine which was in his pocket.
The pair stopped for a second, looked at each other, and then burst out laughing again.
"Ye'll see" Drizzt finally managed take the figurine out, and in some seconds the drow and the cleric could hear the sound of two pairs of feet running down the halls.
Drizzt smiled. "By all Gods, how mach Holly water did he drink?"
"My maths skills are not enough to count that number" answered Stumped. She thought a bit and than said "But definitely less than Pwent"
"That is not calming, you know…" He shook his head. "Do you have any ideas?"
"Hmm, not really, sorry. But what do you need of him? Can I help you?"
"I'll explain you later. And, yes, you can, but not now…
Ok, Bruenor, you left me no choice!"
"What you gonna do?"
"Ye'll see… BRUENOR, STAND UP GOBLINS AND ORCS EVEYWHERE! STAND UP! YE'LL LOOSING ALL THE FUN!
In a jump the dwarf was up. The axe already prepared. The eyes looked crazy. Now Drizzt just couldn't contain his laugh. So when the dwarf king finally understood that there was no fun at all, the drow was almost dieing of laughing so hard. Stumped also joined him. There he stood, King Bruenor Battlehammer, in the middle of the celebrations hall with his helmet stuck in his bottom, and two friends laughing at him so hard that they couldn't even breathe.
"Darned elf! What the hell is going on! Could you stop laughing for a moment!" Bruenor defiantly wasn't in good mood.
"No, so…rry" Drizzt said gasping for air.
"Ok I'll just sit down and wait until ye'll make me a favor and talk with me like a normal being not like a stinky ork!"
With these words he sat down, or tried to because the helmet impeded him to do so. As the result the dwarf fell down, which made the pair cry of laughing. Like ten minutes later they finally could breathe normally, five of them Bruenor spent trying to free himself from the offensive helmet.
"Could you tell me now, why the hell you 'oke me up!" The dwarf was furiously looking at the drow, his hands in his hips.
Drizzt's face got serious at once. "Yea, well, could you retell me how you found Catti-brie? To be exactly what else have you found there?"
"Tell me what's going on! And what in the Nine Hells it's to do with me girl!"
"That'd be the best, Drizzt, 'sides ye told me that I could help ye…"Stumped agreed with Bruenor.
Drizzt retold them the talk of the outside. At the end Bruenor mumbled:
"Bah…Elves, elves, elves everywhere! And now me girl! I always thought that she was too skinny to be a normal human. And she spent so many time with ye, even before you two… ye know, anyways it's not any news!"
"Tell me, Drizzt, how you pretend to prove your thoughts?" Stumped asked.
"That's why I need your help, Bruenor. Have you seen any moon elves around that village?"
"Bah…" Bruenor told again "you want me to remember every skinny arse I've seen. Believe me that day there were more important things to take note of. There were goblins everywhere!" he finished with a smile. It looked like concerning battle that day the old dwarf had enough. Or almost enough… Is it possible that a dwarf would be tired of killing goblins? No, probably…
"But, try to remember please…"Drizzt didn't manage to finish.
"Yes there were elves" Bruenor wasn't wearing the smile any more. "They were in the same house where we found Catti-brie. Their bodies were crippled; I hardly recognized a human form in them. Just the pointy ears indicated that they were elves."
"Or half-elves…" said Drizzt.
"Well, I could help…" Stumped merely said.
"How!" both, Drizzt and Bruenor jumped in surprise.
"Well, I'll just need a bit of her blood" The cleric answered.
"For what?"
"I have some spells to find out if elven blood is running through her veins" A smile crossed the dwarf's face.
"It is almost sunrise; Cat probably has already waken up. I'll go an' talk to her" The drow said.
"We'll go with ye" Said Bruenor with the voice of no discussion.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! Guen… Stop! Bad cat! Stop!" A yell came from the door. A second later Regis and Wulfgar appeared from there running as fast as they could. To be exactly Wulfgar was running and Regis was sitting in his shoulders. Suddenly the barbarian stumbled. Regis was the first to fall, Wulfgar going right behind, and right into him. A moment later a big black cat was sitting on the top of the pyramid.
"You owe me two golden pieces, by the way" Said Drizzt seriously (it was very hard to do since the laugh was smothering him) as he was walking out the hall. Bruenor and Stumped were following him with a grin.
A/N: R/R PLEASE!