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The characters of Methos, Richie Ryan, Connor MacLeod, and Duncan MacLeod belong to DPP. This fan fiction is for entertainment only; there is no profit involved.
Splat! Methos was hit dead on the side of his head by a wayward snow ball. "Hey," shouted the old man "When I agreed to come out here in this 'winter Wonderland?!' you said no snowballs!" "I'm sorry," a thoroughly unrepentant hayden said, "I missed!" "I was aiming at his chest," she whispered sidelong to Janne. MacNairCDC "You'd be smart to not tell him that," replied Janne. She jerked her winter hat down farther over her ears, preparing for battle. "Why not?" Hayden bent to scoop another handful of snow and began to form her next missile. "He'll wonder if you were actually stating his nose is as big as his chest!" HaydenCDC �Hmmmm, I hadn�t thought of that!� Splat! The snowy missile hit hayden so hard that she fell face down into the snow. "Hey!" Connor and Duncan yelled at once has they reared back and sent a barrage of snowy missiles in the direction of the old guy. Ducking for cover, the old man exclaimed; "But, but, she started it!" Janne reached down to check on hayden. lahoffyCDC *SPLAT!* *SPLAT!!* Two more snowballs winged their way from out of nowhere, smacking the back of the old man's head, sending him face first into the snow. Sitting up, spitting snow and ancient curses, Methos glared around trying to find the perpetrators of this latest indignity. The sound of giggling drew his eyes upward towards the tree house, to find MacNair and lahoffy crouched beside a pile of snowballs a foot high and preparing to level more in his direction. MacNairCDC "You were right, lahoffy!" exclaimed MacNair. "We've got the high ground from up here!" lahoffy didn't answer. She was leaning over the railing and lobbing two more snowballs. Methos yelled from below and Connor's chuckle reached them from his position. "And they're a little bit icy from coming off the tree house roof!" added lahoffy, after her volley was finished. lahoffyCDC "THIS is why I should have gone to Bora Bora last week!" muttered Methos, as snowballs rained on him from above and all sides. "Bad enough they threw me twenty-one times into the pool the other night, now THIS ambush!" Duncan laughed as he hurled another projectile at the fuming immortal. "Lighten up, Methos, it's just a bit of fun." Methos' glare turned into a grin of delight as a snowball smacked Duncan in the face. "Whoops!" came the outburst from the youngest immortal. "Sorry, Mac!" HaydenCDC Janne leaned down to hayden, only to hear a soft chuckling. "You planned this didn't you!" she exclaimed. lynnann joined the two and answered for hayden. "It's that mayhem gene. She can't help it." At that Hayden burst into laughter. At the sound of her chuckling Connor and Duncan turned and lobbed snowballs in the ladies direction. "Hey, innocent bystander, here!" yelled lynnann. "Innocent fun, girls, remember?" Methos chuckled, has he lobbed an icy missile onto the tree house roof, causing an avalanche that covered lahoffy and MacNair lahoffyCDC Looking like two snowmen, (well, minus the carrot noses) MacNair and lahoffy blinked at each other in surprise as the mayhem continued below. "Was this supposed to happen?" MacNair asked, teeth chattering just a bit from the cold. "Who knew the old guy had such good aim?" shivered lahoffy back. "I hope pacem's got that hot chocolate ready!" "You'll pay for this, old man!!" MacNair shouted down to Methos. "You and what army?" he catcalled back. lynnann pointed in the direction of the barn. "That one, I believe." MacNairCDC "Hey! Isn't anyone on *my* side?" protested the ROG. His breath blew mist so thick for an instant that the advancing horde of Janne, hayden, Connor, and Duncan couldn't see him. "Never fear, RICHIE'S here!" shouted an enthusiastic voice. "Our God, which art in Heaven..." toned Methos sourly. "What I need is a catapult!" HaydenCDC "Hmm, too bad Janeen doesn't live here." He thought sadly. Just then, thunderous giggles were heard from the sledding hillside. Imnxtc, Wildcat, Kyrdwyn, CB, and Elir came rushing to the old man's defense. Since they weren't around much these days due to real life's drags they were unaware of the old man's misdeeds. At least, that is the explanation they would later offer. Some think the reason they rushed to his defense was the rewards only a 5000-year-old man could offer. MacNairCDC The fray immediately grew more intense, as the newcomers arrayed themselves around the ROG and commenced scooping, shaping, and firing snowballs! For a long moment, the fuselage of snowballs that kept coming, and coming, and coming, from Methos� position stunned the opposition! Duncan, ever the organizer, finally shouted over the shrieks and yells, �MACLE�ODS! To me! To ME!� and every girl engaged in the fray, plus Connor, scrambled through the snow to his position. (Except for lahoffy and MacNair, who were pinned to the tree house porch.) �You!� Duncan ordered at Connor, �You take up the point, because you�re immortal. You,� he ordered Janne, �get your wild-child sister out here. And you, you little mayhem goddess, you think of a way to derail Richie over there and while you think of it�make snowballs!� haydencdc Meanwhile in another part of the compound. Sharz, Sheeza, and Pacem lay in the snow making lovely snow angels to adorn the landscape. While Denise continued to work on the family of snow people the quartet had built earlier. Sharz looked over at Denise's work. "Nice job, Denise. I think that snubby carrot nose makes him look kind of like Methos." Pacem delighted in her day off from school and happily working on her angels hummed happy songs to herself and others. She glanced up and grinned at the work in question. Nodding in agreement. Denise looked a little closer, "You have a point there." she moved to the other side of the snowman to gain a better look at the next area in question. "Well then if he's going to remind us of Methos, I think I need to do a little carving back here to make the but a little more lanky." Exclaimed a devilishly grinning Denise. "Nice touch," commented Sheeza. "Do you think the girls will notice?" lahoffyCDC Cold and shivering, MacNair and lahoffy gazed mournfully at each other. Somehow, the day had lost its luster for the two snow-caked clansibs. "You think anyone will ever rescue us from this snow trap?" queried MacNair in a wavery, cold-tinged voice. "We've been up here for hours!!! "Plus we're missing all the fun!" whined lahoffy through blue lips. "I swear, if I could get to my halo, there'd be heck to pay!!" "I wanted to build a snowman, not BE one!" "Gonna make 'em pay. All of 'em. Leaving us up here like this, why, it's just not right!" MacNair thought for a moment, then brightened. "Bet the boys will be eager to make up for it, though." "Gonna take a lot of chocolate." "And smoochies." "And sweaty half-nekkid katas." The battle raged on below, while the two clansibs listed everything it would take to make them feel better. It was a very long list. MacNairCDC In fact, it was *such* a long list that when Duncan swung over the side of the railing, (with his shoulders hunched against Methos' Minions with the snowballs!) lahoffy said, "Just a minute! We don't have our list done yet!" "Hey?" he returned, "I came up here to rescue you and you're not ready to be rescued?" "Five cords of firewood to be burned one right after the other one...two hot bubblebaths, complete with towel boys...one nice steak, for energy. There. That should do it." MacNair looked up at Duncan. "Okay, we're ready to be rescued. What's the plan?" "Uh-h-h," muttered Duncan, perplexed. "I didn't have any plan." "WHAT?" demanded lahoffy. "You were just going to shove us down off of here and INTO that snowball fight?" "Uh-h-h, I could be a shield?" "For TWO of us?" fired MacNair. "You're going to have to rescue us one at a time." "But, b-but ... I'll get creamed by those Methos Minions and their snowballs!" Vidalia Vidalia watched from inside where it was warm and she could curl up in her chair with the red tasseled cushions. It was a brilliant scene of snow, mass confusion, and Methos' minions were playing havoc with the dark highlander who was attempting to rescue MacNair and lahoffy from the tree house. They were going to be crazy cold when they decided to come in or maybe that should be *if* they decided to come in. haydencdc lynnann looked over the battlefield and thought this has been going on for long enough. It's time for the mayhem to end and the making up to begin. But how? A mischievous, slightly evil grin crossed her face. (She and k'lynn are related after all!) �I've got it!� she proclaimed as she ran off to find pacem, sharz, and sheeza to help. Meanwhile back at the battleground-- After being rescued lahoffy and MacNair were sticking close to the MacLeods wishing they would end the battle and begin working on the list that the 2 clansibs had mentally recorded. Lahoffy looked over at MacNair: "Do you smell something?" "Smell something? Noo I don't think so? Wait Yesssss. Itsss CHOCOLATE!!! HOT CHOCOLATE!!! ~finis~ As usual: derailed by chocolate.
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