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An
ABC challenge story
The Bar Tab
"Methos, pay the barkeep." Duncan cajoled his lover.
"No, it's not my turn." Methos replied as he gave Duncan his most innocent look.
"Okay, be the cause of Joe's bankruptcy. Please pay Joe," Duncan said as he looked at Methos with his favorite doe eyes.
Quickly Methos dug in his pants for his wallet and took out his money, laying it on the counter.
"Rest assured, Highlander, I will not be the cause of Joe's financial ruin."
"Stop bickering you two," knowing that the patter was more like play between the two men.
"Touché" smirked Methos as he raised his beer mug in Joe's direction.
"Unbelievable," Mac cried as he glanced between the two men.
"Voila, I have made him speechless," Methos smiled as he looked at Duncan.
"Watch out, old man," Joe warned.
"X marks the spot where I keep my love," Methos kissed Duncan's chest. "Zorro couldn't have found an easier mark."
"All right you two, enough sap for one night." Joe warned the two men.
"But Joe, all I did was make my mark on him, showing the world that he is mine," Methos stated innocently.
"Can it Methos," Joe eyed the ancient man.
"Don't go there, Joe," Methos replied to his friend as he took a drink of his beer that started this whole silly charade.
"Even I have to have fun sometimes, old man. Fighting with swords isn't my cup of tea, so I have to resort to sparring with words," Joe laughed as he looked at the two men.
"Glad to know we are your entertainment," Methos retorted with false anger.
"Hey Methos," Duncan tapped on his lover's shoulder trying to distract him. "I have an idea. Just you and me and some beer in my loft."
"Kiss kiss, Joe. Lover boy and I have a hot date." Methos laughed as he led Duncan out of the bar.
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