Who: Ned Stark & Robert Baratheon What: Drunken debauchery When: 1980ish Where: London Rating: PG-13 Status: Complete
This was a far cry from when they had first met, and even though he was getting absolutely pissed, he could remember their first meeting as clear as day. One of the pompous bastards had decided to give Ned a decent hiding and blame him for starting the fight. It happened often enough but Robert Baratheon put an end to it. You could have heard a pin drop when Robert called the boy an arselicking little cunt in front of half the staff. Ned didn't speak to Robert until a week after that, but look at them now.
Impressionable young members of the peerage going out and getting pissed at two in the morning with girls flocking to them. Somehow he suspected that Lord Baratheon and Lord Stark would not be pleased.
Ned didn't quite know what to do. He didn't want to drink anymore unless he was being offered water or a cup of tea. Eager to foist all the girls onto Robert, he nicked a fag off the Baratheon charmer and tried to put some distance between them.