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crack_van2011-03-29 09:10 pm
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Immortal legacy, PG, by dswdiane
Yikes nearly the end of the month, but just enough time to slip in a couple more highlander gems.
Fandom: Highlander
Pairing: Duncan/Methos/Amanda
Length: 4.5K
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dswdiane
Author Website: Diane's fanfic
Why this must be read: I loved this offering, by turns funny and touching as a smattering of immortals from the series gather together to celebrate Rebecca after her mortal husband dies. With some wonderful Methos, Duncan and Amanda moments.
“Are we there yet?” Methos asked plaintively from the back seat of the SUV.
Duncan snorted, shook his head, and reached out to turn up the music. Amanda grabbed his hand, stopped its motion with a shake of her head, and turned to Methos.
“Darling, I don’t know any more than you do about just where in the hell this demented man is taking us,” she said acerbically, tossing back her long, dark hair.
“What is the strangest color you’ve ever dyed your hair, Manda?” he asked curiously. “I’ve seen it platinum, light brown, dark brown, black, streaked with purple, blue, and green, red- ”
Duncan turned his head to look at her. “Streaked with purple, blue, and green?” he asked with eyebrows raised. Amanda slapped his shoulder lightly.
“You weren’t with Methos and me when we were making the celebrity scene in Los Angeles in the naughts,” Amanda said lightly. “You were too busy meditating and achieving nirvana or whatever esoteric monk-like experience you decided you needed to have.”
“Amanda,” Methos chided.
Duncan snorted again. “It’s all right, Methos,” he said. “She’s right. I’d had too much happen in too short a time. I disappeared. Went off by myself. Thought about it all.”
“And now, you’re back,” Amanda said with great satisfaction.
“Snatching us from our peaceful lives and taking us God knows where.”
“Somewhere out and about in the very French country side, now that we’ve finally escaped the madding crowds of the Paris suburbs,” Methos said. “I can remember when Paris didn’t have suburbs. I can remember- ”
“You can remember when dinosaurs roamed the earth,” Duncan interrupted. “Unless, you for once, have something interesting to tell us about what you remember- ”
Read it in full here.
Fandom: Highlander
Pairing: Duncan/Methos/Amanda
Length: 4.5K
Author on LJ:
dswdiane Author Website: Diane's fanfic
Why this must be read: I loved this offering, by turns funny and touching as a smattering of immortals from the series gather together to celebrate Rebecca after her mortal husband dies. With some wonderful Methos, Duncan and Amanda moments.
“Are we there yet?” Methos asked plaintively from the back seat of the SUV.
Duncan snorted, shook his head, and reached out to turn up the music. Amanda grabbed his hand, stopped its motion with a shake of her head, and turned to Methos.
“Darling, I don’t know any more than you do about just where in the hell this demented man is taking us,” she said acerbically, tossing back her long, dark hair.
“What is the strangest color you’ve ever dyed your hair, Manda?” he asked curiously. “I’ve seen it platinum, light brown, dark brown, black, streaked with purple, blue, and green, red- ”
Duncan turned his head to look at her. “Streaked with purple, blue, and green?” he asked with eyebrows raised. Amanda slapped his shoulder lightly.
“You weren’t with Methos and me when we were making the celebrity scene in Los Angeles in the naughts,” Amanda said lightly. “You were too busy meditating and achieving nirvana or whatever esoteric monk-like experience you decided you needed to have.”
“Amanda,” Methos chided.
Duncan snorted again. “It’s all right, Methos,” he said. “She’s right. I’d had too much happen in too short a time. I disappeared. Went off by myself. Thought about it all.”
“And now, you’re back,” Amanda said with great satisfaction.
“Snatching us from our peaceful lives and taking us God knows where.”
“Somewhere out and about in the very French country side, now that we’ve finally escaped the madding crowds of the Paris suburbs,” Methos said. “I can remember when Paris didn’t have suburbs. I can remember- ”
“You can remember when dinosaurs roamed the earth,” Duncan interrupted. “Unless, you for once, have something interesting to tell us about what you remember- ”
Read it in full here.
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