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elistaire.livejournal.com) wrote in
crack_van2005-01-22 08:30 pm
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If Stones Could Sing by Sapphire (G)
Fandom: HIGHLANDER
Pairing: none
Author on LJ:
sapphiresmuse
Author Website:Sapphire's Book of Musings
Why this must be read:
Because nothing is better than a discombobulated Duncan MacLeod, and Methos surely is pulling his ears this time around. It's very short, so to say anything else would give it away.
MacLeod had a strange urge to double-check that he was who he thought he was and that he was where he thought he was -- because things had gotten very strange very quickly the moment he walked into Methos' apartment.
"Can you hear them?"
Methos sounding dreamy? No, that couldn't be right. Methos didn't do dreamy. He did sarcastic. MacLeod did the only thing he could do and replied to Methos' question with one of his own.
"Hear who?"
"The stones. Can you hear the stones singing?"
MacLeod looked around in confusion. He and Methos were the only occupants in the apartment. And Methos was still sounding dreamy, dammit. MacLeod couldn't stifle the bewildered exasperation that entered his voice.
"Methos, your stereo isn't even on."
If Stones Could Sing
Pairing: none
Author on LJ:
Author Website:Sapphire's Book of Musings
Why this must be read:
Because nothing is better than a discombobulated Duncan MacLeod, and Methos surely is pulling his ears this time around. It's very short, so to say anything else would give it away.
MacLeod had a strange urge to double-check that he was who he thought he was and that he was where he thought he was -- because things had gotten very strange very quickly the moment he walked into Methos' apartment.
"Can you hear them?"
Methos sounding dreamy? No, that couldn't be right. Methos didn't do dreamy. He did sarcastic. MacLeod did the only thing he could do and replied to Methos' question with one of his own.
"Hear who?"
"The stones. Can you hear the stones singing?"
MacLeod looked around in confusion. He and Methos were the only occupants in the apartment. And Methos was still sounding dreamy, dammit. MacLeod couldn't stifle the bewildered exasperation that entered his voice.
"Methos, your stereo isn't even on."
If Stones Could Sing
