SO I HAD THIS AMAZING IDEA AND I LOVE IT SO MUCH IM TRYING NOT TO GIGGLE LOUD BC THE WALLS ARE THIN 😂😂

Imagine Thrandy singing RESPECT by Aretha Franklin to Thorin

The dwarves of erebor had just been captured and they were now being escorted down the mirkwood halls to the dungeons.

Great. Thorin grumbled, just what he needed to deal with, elves.

It had been some time after the dwarves had stopped banging on the cell bars, and during this time the King had thought up a proposition for Thorin Oakenshield.  Several minutes later, Thorin stood before the king, arms crossed and eyes narrowed.

"What is it you want?" He asked gruffly as Thranduil stood gracefully from his throne.

"I wish to make a proposition with you. I know that you are going to the lonely mountain to reclaim the kingdom. A kingdom that is full of gold and jewels... and a dragon."

"Get to the point." Thorin huffed, clearly annoyed with the king.

"I want to help you defeat this dragon. And after the kingdom is rebuilt and reclaimed I would like the jewels of starlight to be handed back to my kingdom. "

Thorin laughed. Of course there was a price for all of this. "No. I would not trust an elf. Ever."

Thranduil stood up, getting more aggravated. He walked towards Thorin as he bent down to his size. He smirked to cover his annoyance.

"You know what you need? You need a little respect. " Thranduil spoke as he patted Thorins head and backed away.

"Respect?" Thorin asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes. Very much so. I offer you my help and here you are turning away a very good deal. Perhaps this will help you understand."

Thorin scoffed "What is there to understand?"

Thranduil turned around and began.

What you want, baby I've got it.
What you need, Do you know I got it?
All I'm asking is a little respect when you get home. 🎵

Thranduil walked towards Thorin and began to bend down to his level

I ain't gonna do you wrong while you're gone
Ain't gonna do you wrong because I don't wanna.
All I'm asking is for a little respect when you come home!🎵

Thranduil began to circle him and finally backed a few feet away, Still singing

I'm about to give you all my money,
And all I'm asking in return honey
is to give me my profits. 🎵

Thranduil twirls on the spot as Legolas freezes from the entrance. Thranduil holds a spear as he twirls it around while flipping his hair and swaying his hips.

R-E-S-P-E-C-T FIND OUT WHAT THAT MEANS TO ME
R-E-S-P-E-C-T TAKE CARE TCB 🎵

Suddenly a group of elves join in on the chorus

Elves: SOCK IT TO ME SOCK IT TO ME SOCK IT TO ME (4x) 🎵

Thranduil: I get tired keep on tryin, Your running out of fooling and I ain't lyin. When you come home, Or you might walk in. And find out that I'm gone I got to have a little respect. 🎵

Thorin stared as Thranduil stood up tall and proud of his fabulous handiwork. Thorin then spoke something unintelligible and Thranduil huffed. Disappointed that he did not take his offer.

"Fine. Thranduil spoke stonily. "Take him to the dungeon to rot for all I care."

And that was the day that Legolas had found out that his father had more sass than anyone he had ever met.

The end