A/N: Sooo sorry for not updating for so long.

But here I am, bringing you some Led Zeppelin! 

Everyone of us needed Page x Jack Daniels in our lives. Oh, and a bit Jimbert, but we know what is more real B)

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Once upon a time there was an ancient black mage - Jimmy Page. 

Jimmy was watching the fate of the world from the sky quietly. And he concluded that people are fucking boring. So he decided to create some godly tipple, which will keep him a company for the eons and only one drop will give a divine, endless power and immortal live for every creature.

He created a bottle of Jack Daniels.

"It's bootiful. It's perfect," said Page to himself and hugged a black bottle to his chest.

So that's how the centuries passed by. Jimmy was sitting and drinking his Jack Daniels, when he discovered that people were doing some interesting shit. They were making some noise, doin drugs, shagging gurls, boys and bandmates behind the scene and they called it rock n' roll.

"Brilliant!" shouted Jimmy. "I like it. And I wanna try it."

After those words he took his priceless bottle and - POOF - he appeared on Earth! Woo!

He looked around. The whole place looked strange. People too. Suddenly, the bell rang, signalizing it was 5 o'clock. Without any warning, the whole life of a city stopped. Really. Everyone. Cars stopped. Shop owners stopped working. People on the street stopped. Everybody sat down to drink a tea. 

#England #True

"Excuse me," Page walked to some random blond guy on a street, confused. "Where am I?"

The guy looked at him strange, but answered: "In London."

"What."

"England."

Jimmy was thinking for a moment, but then got it. "Oh! The Tealand! Okay. Thanks," he was just about to turn around, when all of a sudden someone took his holy bottle of Jack Daniels out of his pocket. His holy  b o t t l e  o f  J a c k  D a n i e l s.

"Hey!" the black mage shouted and turned around to the guy he was talking to. "Go after him, henchman!"

"Dafuq."

"Of for shit's sake..." Page sighed, irritated, took the stranger by the hand and ran after the thief. The guy blushed deeply but had no time to react

So Jimmy Page and the blond guy were chasing the thief, hand by hand. So romantic. They nearly got hit by a car a few times, but who cares. The Jack Daniels was the only thing that counted. 

Finally the robber ran to some garage. Pissed Jimmy Page jumped at him, ready to kill. But the bottle fell out of thief's hand.

Everyone froze.

Blond guy from the street caught it. 

Everyone sighed with a relief.

"Man, what the hell?" Jimmy asked. "Who are you? And why?"

"Because I was bored lol. I'm Jawn Bonham but u can call me Bonzo, hi," he introduced himself.

"I should punish you by death now and..." Page stopped and looked around. He noticed a drum kit. "Is that your garage?"

"Yup."

"Can you play on this?"

"Yup."

"Are you in a band?"

"Nope. Nobody wants me."

"Okay. I'll take u to my Glorious Band and spare your life by that."

"Great,"  Bonzo smiled, bc he was a simple man.

Meanwhile the stranger from the street put Jack Daniels back on the floor and tried to back of from these idiots, but unfortunately Jimmy noticed him. "Hey, you!"

"...what."

"Are ye playing on something?"

"No."

"Alright. You'll sing. Your name?"

"B-but," he tried to protest.

"Name."

"Robert Plant."

"Welcome to the band!"

Guys were really happy, rainbow n all (ok rainbow later). Maybe except the Robert, but as we saw, his opinion doesn't count.

"Now we need some bassist!" Page screamed and ran into the street, looking around.

"Hey, you!" he shouted to the totally random blond guy. "D'ya play a bass?"

"Um, yeah?"

"Fuckin great, welcome to the band!" said Jimmy and dragged him to the garage. That guy, John Paul Jones, was really confused, but screw it.

"This is not gonna work," said Robert, being a born optimist. "We'll go down like a lead Zeppelin and..."

"OmyJackDanielsbrilliant!"  Excitement sparkled in the black mage's eyes. He took a paper and a pen from air and scribbled it down. "Led Zeppelin."

"What."

"Our band's name."

"But you know it's spelled diff-"

"Great!"

"But I-"

Nobody is listening to you, Plantie.

That's how the Led Zeppelin was born.

* * *

The guys were getting ready for their first concert. It was really fun.

"What is Satan doing here?" Plant asked with a distate.

"Tuning my guitar, why are you asking?"

Robert slowly withdrawed.

"I've lost my drumsticks," Bonzo complained. 

"Play with your hands then."

"K."

That guy who played the bass was sitting in a corner and wondering, what the hell is going on here. Nobody knew tbh.

Anyway, the concert was brilliant and has risen them to the top, to every newspaper, they were on mouths of everyone. Led Zeppelin was everywhere. People went crazy about them.

A few months passed. The musiciant started to really like each other... hahahah no. XDDDD But the black mage Jimmy Page loved that style of life. He had his guitar, he had drugs, he had his endless Jack Daniels... what else a man would want? Oh, yeah, Robert Plant.

And that Plant fellow... he discovered he has a crush on Page. Like really. Singer was head over heels in love and jealous as hell about the relationship between Jimmy and an alcohol bottle. Complicated love triangle, indeed.

But one day everything changed.

After a tiring concert, when they said goodbye to the Satan, Robert was so exhausted that he took the first decent bottle and drank it. 

Of course it has to be the priceless bottle of Page's Jack Daniels.

Robert, ur gonna die. :)

When the vocalist realized what he has done, he begged his friend for help and his good bandmates ran away and left him alone nicely.

Great.

"PLANT WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE." The sky was shaking from the furious Jimmy Page's voice. 

"Shit."

"MY JACK DANIELS! MY LOVE!" 

"Umm... sorry."

"WHAT AM I GONNA DO?" Page was crying the tears of pure sadness for a while and then decided that screw it all. 

"You drank my girlfriend, so you'll be my new one."

"What the f- okay," Robert agreed, very pleased to be his girlfriend. Finally, his crush has noticed him!

And then the immortal couple, Jimmy Page and Robert Plant abbandoned their mates and went to make Jimbert. 

Everyon lived happy after after.

THE END ☆☆