Disclaimer: I do not own any of the people, things, or places (except perhaps the street corner) in this fanfic, so don't sue me.
Ballad of the BelovedCattie-brie: Hark! Who is the dark one who flows through the shadows?
Drizzt: It is I, Drizzt Do'Urden, dark elf and betrayer of my family.
Cattie-brie: My Drizzt! Is it truly?
Drizzt: For sooth, my dear.
Cattie-brie: Dear Drizzt, wonderful, ebony enigma, why hath thou cometh hither?
Drizzt: Verily, it was thy beauty that drew me nigh, for it outshone even the moon.
Cattie-brie: Dear Drizzt, wielder of the two scimitars, you flatter me mightily. Surely, you exaggerate.
Drizzt: Never, mighty archer of the Bow, dominator of the sentient sword; thy beauty is told of across the lands.
Cattie-brie: An honorable drow you are, dear Drizzt. I believe you deserve a kiss.
Drizzt: Nay, Lady. I dare not. Thou art human. I am drow. Such a thing is forbidden.
Cattie-brie: 'Tis but a kiss, dear warrior. A mere nothing.
Drizzt: Nay yet again, Lady. It is everything to me; therefore, I shall never receive it.
Cattie-brie: Dearest one, take my hand and closeth thy eyes. Tell me what you feel.
Drizzt: Lady, your hand gives warmth like the sun; it is as smooth as silk, and thy proximity burns my blood like living fire.
Cattie-brie: Feel my lips with thy own, noble drow. It was meant to be.
Drizzt: Lady, there is another man who stands between us as surely as a dragon hoards its gold. Mighty Wulfgar, the arm that wields Aegis-fang, is your truly beloved. I am a mere shadow, as my countenance suggests.
Cattie-brie: Wulfgar is but a man. Thou art an elf. Thou art the mightiest throughout the land. For sooth, you couldst destroy Wulfgar with a single swipe of thy Icingdeath!
Drizzt: Lady! You overstep yourself.
Cattie-brie: My sincerest apologies, noble elf. A madness overtook me. I must leave. Farewell.
Drizzt: Farewell
Bruenor (From next room): Dadgumit, elf! If her hints was any more obvious, I'd take her down to the street corner meself and sell her to the highest bidder. Now either shut up and let me sleep, or jus' kiss the girl and be done with it!
Drizzt: Um...okay. Come here beautiful!
Cattie-brie: Oh Drizzt!
Bruenor: Oh, damn. (Grabs nearest pillow and presses it over his ears)
Author's Note: Obviously, this is not the best thing I've ever written. It is now 1:27 am, so this fic is a true child of insomnia and dormant insanity. I hope you enjoyed it. Review and tell me exactly how bad my midnight rantings are!
