by A. Magiluna Stormwriter

Rating: PG13
Pairings: n/a
Category: drabble, humour
Date: 28 October 2003
Series: n/a
What Has Gone Before: n/a
Summary: it's a drabble, just read it...
Warnings: n/a
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Author's Notes: This story was written as part of a challenge over on Highlander 100 drabble community over on LiveJournal. This particular challenge had 10 screencaps from the series, which one had to write a scene based up, but said scene couldn't be based on the actual scene the screencap was from.

Methos & Kronos clasping hands

by A. Magiluna Stormwriter

“I’m impressed, brother,”  Kronos replied, a rare grin gracing his face.

Impressed didn’t begin to describe how Methos was feeling.  He’d never expected anything like this to happen in his lifetime.  It was exhilarating.  Intoxicating even.  And he seriously doubted it would ever happen again.  But it had, and he had witnesses to boot.  No Watchers, but his fellow Horsemen would suffice.

“I’ll certainly never forget it,”  he replied, uncharacteristically modest around the other three, then hissed when Kronos tightened his grip.

Caspian laughed at his pain.

Silas scowled good-naturedly.

Methos had finally beaten the strong man at arm wrestling.