Halloween ficlets - HL, Mag7 & GW
Well I did say I was writing halloween ficlets.... Mostly not spooky and nothing resembling a plot in any of them but halloween themed none-the-less. Two highlander, one Mag 7 and one gundam wing. The second highlander has a touch of Duncan/Methos and Kronos/Methos but the rest are all gen.
“Trick or Treat.”
Methos blinked at the figure on his doorstep, covered in in a black robe carrying a plastic scythe, some ironies even he had trouble finding amusing. The plastic rat wrapped in black crepe paper carrying a matchstick scythe the boy was carrying stopped him from slamming the door. Methos threw his head back and laughed “Pratchett fan?” He asked tipping a stream of chocolate shapes into the offered bag.
The kid smiled “I wanted to do death of flies too but he’s too small to see.”
Methos grinned “happy Halloween kid.”
Vin stared at the pumpkin pulp melting in the pan “Ez? What are you doing?” He asked baffled
“Pumpkin soup, Mr. Tanner I would have thought that was self evident.”
“Ain’t pumpkin soup supposed to have water or stock or something in it? This is just gonna be burnt pumpkin mess.”
Ezra lifted his chin staring down his nose at his friend “I assure you I am well aware of how to make pumpkin soup.”
“Don’t look like it…. Or smell like it neither.” Vin said with a grin “That don’t smell like no pumpkin soup I’ve ever seen.”
Ezra brushed past huffing slightly “Mr. Tanner, go join the rest of that bunch of reprobates in the living room. I shall bring the soup out when it’s finished.”
Vin snorted watching the smoking mess doubtfully “Sure thing Ez, whatever you say. Just don‘t burn down your new fitted kitchen.”
Kronos scowled pacing across dead sand. One day a year that the veil was thin enough for the three of them to cross and the other two had run off somewhere. Silas had probably found a litter of kittens someone had drowned to play with and Caspian was probably hunting an unfortunate soul to snack on. Fools both of them, well he wasn’t going to waste this time. Taking a breath Kronos stepped through the veil. He used the well trained strength in Macleod’s body to flip the man he found himself lying next to and straddling him leant down with a grin. ”Hello brother, miss me?”
Flames spread quickly through the mass of zombies as another Molotov cocktail shattered in their midst. Their guns might not work very well on the undead but gundam pilots were nothing if not resourceful, and Duo reminded himself fighting zombies was much more interesting than the Preventer paperwork he had waiting in the office. Really it was a good thing they didn’t have the Gundam’s anymore one blast would have wiped out the whole undead army. Duo grinned at Wufei who looked disgruntled probably at the total lack of skill their enemies were showing.
“So much for a major threat.” Quatre commented mildly from behind them as the last zombie burnt up “Really I don’t know why the local Preventer branch called for backup at all. Shall we go home? We should still get back in time for the costume party.”
I nearly have a plot worked out for my hlh_shortcuts fic, all that's left is to actually put pen too paper or rather fingers to keyboard and write the thing.
“Trick or Treat.”
Methos blinked at the figure on his doorstep, covered in in a black robe carrying a plastic scythe, some ironies even he had trouble finding amusing. The plastic rat wrapped in black crepe paper carrying a matchstick scythe the boy was carrying stopped him from slamming the door. Methos threw his head back and laughed “Pratchett fan?” He asked tipping a stream of chocolate shapes into the offered bag.
The kid smiled “I wanted to do death of flies too but he’s too small to see.”
Methos grinned “happy Halloween kid.”
Vin stared at the pumpkin pulp melting in the pan “Ez? What are you doing?” He asked baffled
“Pumpkin soup, Mr. Tanner I would have thought that was self evident.”
“Ain’t pumpkin soup supposed to have water or stock or something in it? This is just gonna be burnt pumpkin mess.”
Ezra lifted his chin staring down his nose at his friend “I assure you I am well aware of how to make pumpkin soup.”
“Don’t look like it…. Or smell like it neither.” Vin said with a grin “That don’t smell like no pumpkin soup I’ve ever seen.”
Ezra brushed past huffing slightly “Mr. Tanner, go join the rest of that bunch of reprobates in the living room. I shall bring the soup out when it’s finished.”
Vin snorted watching the smoking mess doubtfully “Sure thing Ez, whatever you say. Just don‘t burn down your new fitted kitchen.”
Kronos scowled pacing across dead sand. One day a year that the veil was thin enough for the three of them to cross and the other two had run off somewhere. Silas had probably found a litter of kittens someone had drowned to play with and Caspian was probably hunting an unfortunate soul to snack on. Fools both of them, well he wasn’t going to waste this time. Taking a breath Kronos stepped through the veil. He used the well trained strength in Macleod’s body to flip the man he found himself lying next to and straddling him leant down with a grin. ”Hello brother, miss me?”
Flames spread quickly through the mass of zombies as another Molotov cocktail shattered in their midst. Their guns might not work very well on the undead but gundam pilots were nothing if not resourceful, and Duo reminded himself fighting zombies was much more interesting than the Preventer paperwork he had waiting in the office. Really it was a good thing they didn’t have the Gundam’s anymore one blast would have wiped out the whole undead army. Duo grinned at Wufei who looked disgruntled probably at the total lack of skill their enemies were showing.
“So much for a major threat.” Quatre commented mildly from behind them as the last zombie burnt up “Really I don’t know why the local Preventer branch called for backup at all. Shall we go home? We should still get back in time for the costume party.”
I nearly have a plot worked out for my hlh_shortcuts fic, all that's left is to actually put pen too paper or rather fingers to keyboard and write the thing.