(requested) Highlander: "the First"
from the December meme in my post here... (still taking requests)
for: Griffndor.
requested: Highlander: Duncan/Methos.
Title: The First.
Summary: Duncan gets the truth out of Methos.
(brief mention of Alexa - it was Methos-muse's condition for coming out of retirement)
Rating: PG-13
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"So are you going to tell me or are you going to make me guess?"
"Neither," Methos said.
"I'd just like to know," Duncan said.
"You're already the first Immortal I've ever married. That's not enough?" mildly mocking and amused.
"You know what I mean."
"Only rarely. Highlanders are inscrutable, except when you wear your heart on your sleeve. And when that happens, you're dangerous."
"Thought you like danger."
"Intellectually. I like my head even more."
"Can't argue with that, as I agree."
"Your head or mine?"
"Yes."
"You think that's clever?"
"You do when you do it."
"When did I become the measure of all things, MacLeod? Particularly all things you."
"Answer my question first."
"You're not going to let this go, are you?" Methos asked.
"Five thousand years from now, I'll still be asking."
Learned entirely the wrong lesson from Cassandra, I see. "Very well. Dinner."
"What?" Duncan asked.
"You're the first person I've ever cooked for. First man - first woman was Alexa."
"Rarefied company. I can't complain."
"Good. Because we're out of beer."
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the end.
for: Griffndor.
requested: Highlander: Duncan/Methos.
Title: The First.
Summary: Duncan gets the truth out of Methos.
(brief mention of Alexa - it was Methos-muse's condition for coming out of retirement)
Rating: PG-13
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"So are you going to tell me or are you going to make me guess?"
"Neither," Methos said.
"I'd just like to know," Duncan said.
"You're already the first Immortal I've ever married. That's not enough?" mildly mocking and amused.
"You know what I mean."
"Only rarely. Highlanders are inscrutable, except when you wear your heart on your sleeve. And when that happens, you're dangerous."
"Thought you like danger."
"Intellectually. I like my head even more."
"Can't argue with that, as I agree."
"Your head or mine?"
"Yes."
"You think that's clever?"
"You do when you do it."
"When did I become the measure of all things, MacLeod? Particularly all things you."
"Answer my question first."
"You're not going to let this go, are you?" Methos asked.
"Five thousand years from now, I'll still be asking."
Learned entirely the wrong lesson from Cassandra, I see. "Very well. Dinner."
"What?" Duncan asked.
"You're the first person I've ever cooked for. First man - first woman was Alexa."
"Rarefied company. I can't complain."
"Good. Because we're out of beer."
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the end.