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Aug. 10th, 2009
'The More Things Change' (01/01)
Aug. 10th, 2009 07:40 pmRating: PG
Notes: Complete, a bit of lighthearted fluff inspired by a recent archeological find I read about.
Character(s): Methos, Joe Dawson, OFC.
Summary: A bored Methos could try the patience of a saint; just ask one!
Just a little ficlet inspired by my post from earlier today.
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The More Things Change
San Luis Obispo, August, 2009
“Leave it,” Charlotte warned as Methos tried to snag the other half of her bagel. “You’ve already had yours.”
“But I’m still hungry.” He looked at her entreatingly.
“You know where the Bagel Bakery is,” she replied unsympathetically, pointing towards the front door of the saloon, not even looking up from the liquor manifest Joe had given her to check over.
“But—“
“No.”
“Fine,” he said snippily.
“Joe,” he turned towards the man sitting next to him, “are you—“
“Yes, I am actually.” He picked up his bagel with a flourish, moving it farther away from Methos.
“Some friend you are,” he groused.
( Joe just grinned, and Charlotte rolled her eyes, shaking her head. )
Notes: Complete, a bit of lighthearted fluff inspired by a recent archeological find I read about.
Character(s): Methos, Joe Dawson, OFC.
Summary: A bored Methos could try the patience of a saint; just ask one!
Just a little ficlet inspired by my post from earlier today.
The More Things Change
San Luis Obispo, August, 2009
“Leave it,” Charlotte warned as Methos tried to snag the other half of her bagel. “You’ve already had yours.”
“But I’m still hungry.” He looked at her entreatingly.
“You know where the Bagel Bakery is,” she replied unsympathetically, pointing towards the front door of the saloon, not even looking up from the liquor manifest Joe had given her to check over.
“But—“
“No.”
“Fine,” he said snippily.
“Joe,” he turned towards the man sitting next to him, “are you—“
“Yes, I am actually.” He picked up his bagel with a flourish, moving it farther away from Methos.
“Some friend you are,” he groused.
( Joe just grinned, and Charlotte rolled her eyes, shaking her head. )
'The More Things Change' (01/01)
Aug. 10th, 2009 07:40 pmRating: PG
Notes: Complete, a bit of lighthearted fluff inspired by a recent archeological find I read about.
Character(s): Methos, Joe Dawson, OFC.
Summary: A bored Methos could try the patience of a saint; just ask one!
Just a little ficlet inspired by my post from earlier today.
_________________________
The More Things Change
San Luis Obispo, August, 2009
“Leave it,” Charlotte warned as Methos tried to snag the other half of her bagel. “You’ve already had yours.”
“But I’m still hungry.” He looked at her entreatingly.
“You know where the Bagel Bakery is,” she replied unsympathetically, pointing towards the front door of the saloon, not even looking up from the liquor manifest Joe had given her to check over.
“But—“
“No.”
“Fine,” he said snippily.
“Joe,” he turned towards the man sitting next to him, “are you—“
“Yes, I am actually.” He picked up his bagel with a flourish, moving it farther away from Methos.
“Some friend you are,” he groused.
( Joe just grinned, and Charlotte rolled her eyes, shaking her head. )
Notes: Complete, a bit of lighthearted fluff inspired by a recent archeological find I read about.
Character(s): Methos, Joe Dawson, OFC.
Summary: A bored Methos could try the patience of a saint; just ask one!
Just a little ficlet inspired by my post from earlier today.
The More Things Change
San Luis Obispo, August, 2009
“Leave it,” Charlotte warned as Methos tried to snag the other half of her bagel. “You’ve already had yours.”
“But I’m still hungry.” He looked at her entreatingly.
“You know where the Bagel Bakery is,” she replied unsympathetically, pointing towards the front door of the saloon, not even looking up from the liquor manifest Joe had given her to check over.
“But—“
“No.”
“Fine,” he said snippily.
“Joe,” he turned towards the man sitting next to him, “are you—“
“Yes, I am actually.” He picked up his bagel with a flourish, moving it farther away from Methos.
“Some friend you are,” he groused.
( Joe just grinned, and Charlotte rolled her eyes, shaking her head. )
'The More Things Change' (01/01)
Aug. 10th, 2009 07:40 pmRating: PG
Notes: Complete, a bit of lighthearted fluff inspired by a recent archeological find I read about.
Character(s): Methos, Joe Dawson, OFC.
Summary: A bored Methos could try the patience of a saint; just ask one!
Just a little ficlet inspired by my post from earlier today.
_________________________
The More Things Change
San Luis Obispo, August, 2009
“Leave it,” Charlotte warned as Methos tried to snag the other half of her bagel. “You’ve already had yours.”
“But I’m still hungry.” He looked at her entreatingly.
“You know where the Bagel Bakery is,” she replied unsympathetically, pointing towards the front door of the saloon, not even looking up from the liquor manifest Joe had given her to check over.
“But—“
“No.”
“Fine,” he said snippily.
“Joe,” he turned towards the man sitting next to him, “are you—“
“Yes, I am actually.” He picked up his bagel with a flourish, moving it farther away from Methos.
“Some friend you are,” he groused.
( Joe just grinned, and Charlotte rolled her eyes, shaking her head. )
Notes: Complete, a bit of lighthearted fluff inspired by a recent archeological find I read about.
Character(s): Methos, Joe Dawson, OFC.
Summary: A bored Methos could try the patience of a saint; just ask one!
Just a little ficlet inspired by my post from earlier today.
The More Things Change
San Luis Obispo, August, 2009
“Leave it,” Charlotte warned as Methos tried to snag the other half of her bagel. “You’ve already had yours.”
“But I’m still hungry.” He looked at her entreatingly.
“You know where the Bagel Bakery is,” she replied unsympathetically, pointing towards the front door of the saloon, not even looking up from the liquor manifest Joe had given her to check over.
“But—“
“No.”
“Fine,” he said snippily.
“Joe,” he turned towards the man sitting next to him, “are you—“
“Yes, I am actually.” He picked up his bagel with a flourish, moving it farther away from Methos.
“Some friend you are,” he groused.
( Joe just grinned, and Charlotte rolled her eyes, shaking her head. )