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Death Declined
by lynnannCDC

Cries of "No fair!" "You cheated!" "Aahh! I'm hit!" and various explicatives echoed around the large basement below Connor's store. The two highlanders, one light, one dark, and the red headed boy wonder chased each other, trying to score hits while maintaining a safe distance to avoid them. After the game of basketball and the remote control car chases and crashes, Duncan had pulled out this amusement. He had bought it specifically for Connor's birthday, which they were celebrating all weekend long. The one once known as Death had declined to participate.

"Boys! Boys! No squabbling!" Methos said with exasperation. "It's just a stupid game."

The three of them looked over at Methos in astonishment. They had been so intent on their game, it was obvious they had forgotten the ancient Immortal. The old one sat on a large crate, his feet resting comfortably on a smaller crate. He was leaning forward with his forearms along his thighs, a longneck bottle of beer dangled from his hands. "If you can't play nice, I'll have to take away your toys." He reached into the flat box next to him and picked up the last piece of pizza. The four Immortals had demolished three pizzas and a triple order of bread sticks.

Connor and Duncan exchanged a look, the unspoken communication was clear. Duncan glanced at Richie and raised an eyebrow ever-so-slightly, his eyes glinting with humor. Richie grinned and chuckled, "Gotcha."

"Got what?" Methos asked, after swallowing the pizza in his mouth.

The MacLeods staged a clan uprising, and Richie joined in, swiftly attacking as one force. They surrounded Methos, taking aim at close range, emptying their weapons. "No one takes away our toys!" Connor growled, his voice rough and low. When the man of myth and mystery was covered in Silly String tendrils of hot pink, green glow, and florescent orange, the three hoodlums collapsed to the floor in laughter.

"Never a Watcher around when you need a picture taken," Richie chortled.

"I knew I should have beheaded the lot of you when you were born." Adam Pierson shoved the last bite of pizza into his mouth, Silly String and all.

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