hayden

Just something to get the party started. Blame MacNair and lahoffy. This started haunting me after Thursday�s conversation down below.

lynnann shouted, "Richie, you're up for the next threesome."

"Al-right!" the young immortal jumped to attention obviously enjoying this new game of the girl's.

lynnann escorted him into the master suite followed closely behind by MacNair and lahoffy; where he found the half nekkid MacLeods reclining in the king size bed.

"Ohh noo! NO WAY !!!"

"You agreed to play, Rich." MacNair beamed.

"But I never thought...."

"Thought what, Rich???" a grinning lahoffy with a slightly tarnished halo replied innocently.

Rich started for the door only to be intercepted by the threesome of chuckling CDCers blocking the door. "Un-uh, you're staying," they exclaimed as they retreated to the hallway blocking his only means of escape.

CAH-LUNK the lock sounded as the girls locked him in with the leering Highlanders.

The temperature in the room suddenly started to rapidly climb and Richie's face became as red as the shirt he wore. "Ahh, you guys aren't seriously thinking about...are you?"

Devilment filled Connor's eyes as he patted the bed between the Highlanders. "Come here, pup," he commanded.

Richie rapidly lost all sign of composure as he checked the room for an escape route.

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"Relax, Rich, and have a seat. The game is coming on." Duncan, grinning, replied as he turned on the set to the Jazz game.

"Boy, you guys had me going there for a while." Richie relaxed and joined the men on the bed.

"Who was kidding?" Connor leaned closer to the young man.

"MAC!!! Help !!!!"

"Connor, stop picking on him! Relax, Rich, and grab the munchies will you."

"Relax, Pup!" Connor exclaimed, �It could be worse.�

"What do you mean, worse?"

"Methos could be here."

"I don't get it. What does the old guy have to do with this being worse?"

"What? Did you sleep during Greek and Roman history?"

The full implications of that remark suddenly hit the young man as he bit down on his chip. Eyes popped and his face drained of color.

"That's combination 1517 isn't it, Connor?" Duncan smirked

"I do believe it is, Duncan"

lynnannCDC

Not much of a party if the guys are gonna watch a game...

hayden

Ahh but what are the girls doing? ~~~~~~~

hayden, Sharz, and Sheeza came around the corner to find MacNair, lynnann, and lahoffy with their ears glued to the door.

"What are they doing in there?" inquired lahoffy

"A better question yet is what are all of you doing listening at the bedroom door?" replied Sheeza. "Who's in there anyway?"

"Duncan, Connor, and Richie," chorused MacNair and lahoffy.

"What are they doing?� asked Sharz.

"It was their turn for a threesome," replied lynnann.

"Huh, really????"

The girls looked at each other and suddenly there were 6 pairs of ears glued to the door.

MacNairCDC

:: miscellany heard through the door ::

"Oh! OH! OH, come ON!"

"Score! Score!"

"Up! UP! Get it up!"

"NOW! Go! Go-go-go-go!"

(Very loud cheering and yelling.)

"YES! O my God, YES!"

"Watch it with the hands, there!"

"Why is it wet on my side of the bed?"

"Don't look at me, I didn't do anything!"

"Will you watch where you're putting things?"

"Well, quit wiggling around so much and this wouldn't happen!"

"I can't help it. It's exciting!"

hayden

Six sets of eyes all turned to stare at each other. �Did you hear that!!!� Mouths dropped open.

"LADDER!!!!!" yelled hayden, as she turned and ran through the halls.

"Follow her!!!!" exclaimed MacNair

Hayden flew past Janne and Methos as they walked across the yard, grabbed her ladder, and turned the corner of the house.

Janne grabbed lynnann as hayden's posse turned the corner.

"What's going on? Is there a fire? Is k'lynn hanging from the chandelier? What?" Janne demanded.

"MacLeods � Rich � bedroom ... threesome � oh my�." lynnann gasped before she took off to follow the troops.

"WHAT! Really?" inquired Methos. A smirk and devilish gleam formed in his eyes. "This I've got to see!"

lahoffyCDC

The ladder was in place, but a new problem arose. Who was going up the ladder to check the situation out?

"We could toss a coin," said MacNair.

"MY ladder!" said hayden vehemently, "I should go up."

"Too many here to toss a coin, we could draw straws," said Sharz.

"MY ladder!" hayden repeated.

"We don't have any straws," lahoffy pointed out.

�MY ladder!" hayden repeated once again, wondering why no one seemed to be listening to her.

Methos decided it was time to put an end to the discussion. "I'll go up. Wouldn't want any of you ladies to hurt yourself, now would we?" He began climbing the ladder.

"But...but...it's MY ladder," hayden whimpered.

MacNairCDC

Methos had spent some times on ladders before. In the war, painting a house or two, storming a castle ... he knew how to get up one quickly and without a sound. He just ... chose not to hurry this time. He crept up at an alarmingly slow pace and smirked at the frantically waving shadows on the ground below him, urging him to hurry! It was a silent pantomime of "We're going to murder you if you don't get the lead out!" that he could easily read in the wild gestures of their arms!

Slowly creeping ... carefully sneaking ... Methos arrived at the window ledge and what to his wondering eyes should appear?

Three boisterous immortals beginning to cheer!

The game was tied up and so were the Scots,

reaching for popcorn and two soda pops!

Richie was sprawled at the foot of the bed,

yelling at the screen with his face full of dread!

The floor was littered with wrappers and trappings;

Methos knew in a heartbeat that there'd been no napping!

The popcorn went flying when John Stockton swept down the floor,

for both Highlanders sat forward and gave a great roar!

They yelled at the screen as the Jazz went to score --

completely unaware that they'd bounced Rich onto the floor!

He shoots! He scores! The MacLeods were high-fiving!

Methos wondered, perhaps, if Rich wasn't crying?

Then he froze on his perch and he felt his heart dive ...

for suddenly Methos realized his ladder had started to SLIDE!

lynnannCDC

lahoffyCDC

Methos glanced frantically down and saw the girls had grabbed hold of the ladder and were rocking it back and forth. Obviously, they hadn't been kidding with the murderous pantomime.

He grabbed hold of the ledge just as the ladder tipped to the side, clinging desperately to the few scant inches that were all that stood between him and a highly painful landing.

"Connor! Duncan! Rich! Somebody! Anybody!" he shouted frantically.

No response.

He tightened the grip of one hand, releasing the other to pound on the window. "Open the bloody window!" he yelled.

The window slid up and Rich's face peered down at him, a puzzled look on it.

"Hey, Methos, what'cha doing?"

Methos stared aghast at the youngster. "I'm playing Spiderman."

"Oh, OK. Have fun." Richie started to close the window again.

"Richie Ryan, you close that window and I swear I'll hide all the Doritos from you at the next party!"

"Yeah? Not in a real good position to make threats, now are you?"

Methos narrowed his eyes, glaring as he counted to ten, and then twenty in several languages. "Would you just help me in, please?"

Richie reached out a hand, grabbing the ROG's wrist and hauled him inside. "What were you doing out there anyway?"

From the window drifted a chorus of disappointed voices and a few veiled threats. Methos leaned out, smiled, waved and slammed the window closed.

"Another lesson learned. Never get on a ladder around the ladies."

"Unless you're only wearing an apron" called out Duncan from his spot on the bed.

~finis~
April 6, 2002

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