"This is absurd!! How such small mortals go in a tiny object" Thranduil said as he started tapping the TV with his finger. I ignored him as he started walking around my apartment looking and observing everything. "Do you know anyone who can fix my ceiling?" I asked Miley but she also ignored my question and asked "Do you still believe this Thranduil guy? Who knows, he might be a mental patient" I sighed as I looked over at Thranduil who was now staring outside the balcony window.

"I don't think he is lying Miles but if ever something suspicious comes up, I'll be sure to call the police" I assured her so she could sleep peacefully at night. "Who is the King of this Kingdom? For sure he isn't a good king for his servants have not yet introduced me properly" he said as he glared at me and Miley. "Our King is named Barack Obama and he doesn't like seeing other Kings" Miley joked "Such unusual name" Thranduil commented. "I'm gonna get some sleep before work" I groaned as I started making my way towards my bedroom but before I could reach my bedroom, Miley pulled me back and asked "What are we gonna do with him?" as she gestured to Thranduil who was now looking at the radio like it had a decease.

"We could take turns" I suggested until Miley said "Uh-uh! He fell from your ceiling, he is your responsibility not mine" as she grabbed her coat and started out the door. It was 4am on Christmas day, I had a stranger who fell and broke my ceiling and now he is claiming he is from a different world. "I need some sleep" I mumbled to myself until Thranduil asked "May I know where are my chambers?" I glared at him with pure hatred. He just had to be cruel and selfish now look at where it got him but I simply just can't do the same thing that he did which was cast him out, who knows that lady will come for me and cast me into Futurama or Narnia.

"Follow me" I said gravely as I started leading him towards one of my extra rooms, if you can even call it a room. It was a room so small almost mistaken for a closet but inside has a folding bed which is very uncomfortable and it had a light. Basically that's all that could fit inside. I usually use it when I get too drunk that I don't want to vomit in my own bed so I would sleep there or when any of my drunk friends came over they would stay there. I opened the door to the small room and said "Your lovely chambers awaits you, your majesty" sarcastically.

He looked around the room in horror and said "You call this a chamber?" I rolled my eyes and said "Look, I don't have any other roo-- uh. Chambers! It's either you sleep here or you could sleep on the floor" but he then sighed and said "If I ever find you in my Kingdom I shall let you sleep dungeons" more like sneered but I just smiled and said too sweetly "Then I would gladly sleep there like a baby" as I walked away from his room and collapsed on my bed and once I closed my eyes, Sleep consumed me.

**

        My eyes snapped open as I heard music from the distance that could barely be heard. I looked over at the clock and my eyes widen in horror. I was running late. I dashed out and into my bathroom to get ready for work. "Shit" I cursed as I remembered that there was some psycho in my apartment who claims he is a Elf King. I then wore skinny jeans and shrugged on a shirt with some vans shoes as I started brushing my teeth. I ran outside my room to find Thranduil sitting very uncomfortably on one of my stools. He frowned as he saw me and asked "What kind of robes are you wearing?"

I rolled my eyes and threw a pair of male jeans and shirt towards him, they were old clothes from my father which I had to dig through my closet to find it. "Wear that" I ordered him as I went straight to eat cereal but he picked up the clothing with his index finger and thumb staring at it like it was the most deadliest thing he ever laid eyes on-- wait till he knows what I do for a living.

"I am not wearing this monstrous looking robes, they are not fitting for a King" he said nobly while holding his chin up high. I rolled my eyes and mumbled "Suit yourself" "And where are we going?" Thranduil asked "We are going to where I work" I said as I started pushing him out the door, there was no way in hell was I leaving this man alone in my apartment. Who knows when I come back, there's no more furniture! I'm not risking it. I may believe him a bit but it doesn't mean I trust him.

"And where do you work? Stables? Metal smith?" was this guy for real? "I work in the most famous Kingdom of all known to men. It is called the Strip Club" I said sarcastically as I started walking down my apartment building with him trailing behind me "What a strange name" he commented. Wait till he sees the inside, I wonder if it was strange to him or do all women in his world strip everywhere, that would be every man's dream.

As we were walking the streets of Las Vegas, all the lights were on that every time something happens, Thranduil would stop and stare then I would have to drag him by grabbing his arm. Suddenly we were nearing my work that's until I noticed Thranduil wasn't following me again. I whirled around to see him standing in front of a homeless man who was sitting on the sidewalk with a sign that says 'Will work for boobs' I started approaching not before hearing Thranduil said like he was announcing something "Dirty peasant, I demand to see your King! You shall bring me to him at once" people around him started giggling and some were scowling.

"Thranduil, don't talk like that" I said as I stood in front of him, he then pointed at me accusingly and said "This woman is holding me hostage, I don't know her purpose but I wish to see justice!" more like shouting making people laugh and some to glare at me. I swatted his hand and hissed "Let's go Thranduil, you are seriously making me late for work" as I grabbed him by the ear and dragged him "LET ME GO!! OW! It hurts you selfish woman!!" He snarled but I ignored him and started making my way towards the back door of my work.

I saw Eric pacing back and forth and once he spotted me he sighed in relief and asked "Where have you been Angela!? We were all getting worried!! You are the Christmas special after all!!" I then let go of Thranduil's ear and pointed at him "He made me late- Don't question his clothes- just let me get change and please take care of my friend here, Thranduil" I said sternly at Eric. He then raised his eyes as he scanned Thranduil "Friend? You are no friend of mine. You took me against my own will" Thranduil said which made Eric have a shock expression on his face since he took it the wrong way.

"No! We did not have se--" before I could finish Eric said "Yeah! Yeah! Just go get change and get out on stage" I then walked to my dressing room while Eric took care of Thranduil and wore my outfit.

(Angela's Outfit displayed on the side)

Eric's POV

        I was worrying that Angela hasn't arrived at work yet and it was already 9:00pm. I asked Miley and she said that she had "Boy Issues" it kind of confused me because I have known Angela for a very long time. She was like a sister to me and I know that she never has these so called 'Boy Issues' she has commitment issues. Yeah, she would date every now and once again. She might make out with the guy but she'll never take it to the next level.

Suddenly I saw Angela stomping her way towards me while she was holding the ear of a man or woman, dragging the person. As they got closer I noticed it was a man and he had this very weird wardrobe choice, I never knew Angela was in this type of guys. I sighed as she got closer and asked Where have you been Angela!? We were all getting worried!! You are the Christmas special after all!!" now losing my mind. She then let go of the man's ear and pointed at him "He made me late- Don't question his clothes- just let me get change and please take care of my friend here, Thranduil" she said sternly.

Thranduil? Weird name to go with a weird man. Thranduil then spoke "Friend? You are no friend of mine. You took me against my own will" my eyes widen and saying I was shock was an understatement. "No! We did not have se--" she tried to defend herself but I did not want to hear about her sex life "Yeah! Yeah! Just go get change and get out on stage" I cut her off before she could say the 'S' word.

She then walked off and I was left with her friend or whatever he is to her. "Are you Lady Angela's spouse?" he asked me as he raised an eyebrow and looked at me as if I was some kind of rodent. "Uh, no. I am her boss" I said as I crossed my arms not liking this guy one bit. "I apologize, I am not from around here and it would be... very pleasant if you could show me around this Kingdom of yours" he said acting like royalty. "Ok, I guess" I said not entirely sure what I have to reply to that. He then smiled as he entered the building.

"Have you ever been to a strip club?" I asked him as I entered behind him "No but I have been to Rivendell and Lothlorien, have you?" he asked as if to challenge to places we have been and where we have not been. "No... Do you drink?" I asked awkwardly not knowing how to act around this person especially since he wearing some sort of dress of gown or whatever it is that he is wearing. "Yes, Wine would be fine" he said "White or red?" I asked as I started walking towards the bartender.

"The strongest Wine you have" he said I then asked the bartender for it and gave him his drink. We both sat at a booth that faced the stage waiting for Angela AKA 'The Fallen Angel' to come out. "You have very unique chairs and Kingdom. Though it is a little too dark and the white candle keeps bothering my eyes" he said as he was talking about the white flashing light. "But I like that" he said as he pointed towards the disco ball. I did not know what was up with this guy but I'll just go with him.

Music started coming on as the men around the stage started taking their money out and started shouting like a bunch of horny bastards. "What strange behavior of your kin. What does Lady Angela do here?" Thranduil asked as he eyed the shouting men. "Kin? They are my customers, they bring in the goods. You'll see in a bit" I replied, that's when Angela strutted out of the curtains and onto the stage in the most seductive way that could make everyman's boner throb in agony.

She started dancing around the pole to the song of 'Fancy by: Iggy Azalea' (Displayed on the side in case you haven't heard it) "What in Middle Earth is that woman doing?! Has she no shame? no dignity? In my kingdom she shall be considered as an outcast" Thranduil said incredulously with horror itched on his face. "That my good friend, is our dearest friend Angela" I said for only him to hear. "L..L-- Lady Angela? Is this her work? How can she live like this" he said as he started averting his eyes else where. "My friend, this is not even the end of it"

Thranduil's POV

        I watched in horror as Lady Angela was dancing in nothing but a few rags strapped on her body. Suddenly my robes became too hot and uncomfortable for me. I wasn't sweating since I am an Elf but I was suddenly feeling hot. My robes became too tight for me as I suddenly realized that the lower region of my body was causing it. My member was standing up.

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