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crack_van2007-04-04 03:37 pm
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What's A Little Homicide Between Friends by Amberlee (PG-13)
Fandom: HIGHLANDER: THE SERIES
Pairing: None
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
amberleewriter
Author Website: Amberlee’s fanfiction at HL Fiction.
Why this must be read:
Methos and Duncan kill each other, and each keeps killing the other until things get a bit crazy--but funny. The increasing insanity is classic Highlander. As the summary says: "Duncan's had a rough few years, Methos has a sick sense of humor, and Joe gets stuck in the middle."
"See, here's the thing. I've got a business to run. I can't spend all my time running around Paris trying to keep tabs on the number of times you two assassinate one another, and digging up graves in the middle of the night is not my idea of a fun time. So this is going to stop -- right now -- because I am officially done."
"I don't seem to recall asking you for your assistance in this matter, Mister Dawson."
Joe took his cane and swatted Methos upside the head with it.
"Ow!"
"You know, when someone one hundredth your age is the most mature man in the room, what does this say to you?"
Duncan snickered and Joe rounded on him.
"And as for you, I expected better." Duncan withered under Joe's gaze. "This idiot over here has been around for five thousand years, and while it doesn't excuse his behavior in any century, I have to cut him a little slack and figure that he's just kind of quirky in ways we are never going to understand. After all, he hung around with Caspian for a thousand years. That's gotta mess with someone. But you! If Connor saw this he would put a stop to it post haste. It's irresponsible what you two are doing, and you can't convince me that after over four hundred years on the planet you don't know that."
What's A Little Homicide Between Friends.
Pairing: None
Author on LJ:
amberleewriterAuthor Website: Amberlee’s fanfiction at HL Fiction.
Why this must be read:
Methos and Duncan kill each other, and each keeps killing the other until things get a bit crazy--but funny. The increasing insanity is classic Highlander. As the summary says: "Duncan's had a rough few years, Methos has a sick sense of humor, and Joe gets stuck in the middle."
"See, here's the thing. I've got a business to run. I can't spend all my time running around Paris trying to keep tabs on the number of times you two assassinate one another, and digging up graves in the middle of the night is not my idea of a fun time. So this is going to stop -- right now -- because I am officially done."
"I don't seem to recall asking you for your assistance in this matter, Mister Dawson."
Joe took his cane and swatted Methos upside the head with it.
"Ow!"
"You know, when someone one hundredth your age is the most mature man in the room, what does this say to you?"
Duncan snickered and Joe rounded on him.
"And as for you, I expected better." Duncan withered under Joe's gaze. "This idiot over here has been around for five thousand years, and while it doesn't excuse his behavior in any century, I have to cut him a little slack and figure that he's just kind of quirky in ways we are never going to understand. After all, he hung around with Caspian for a thousand years. That's gotta mess with someone. But you! If Connor saw this he would put a stop to it post haste. It's irresponsible what you two are doing, and you can't convince me that after over four hundred years on the planet you don't know that."
What's A Little Homicide Between Friends.
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