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strangevisitor7) wrote2008-07-08 12:17 pm
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Methos and The Fearsome Five - HL/SPN
It's Spawn Fic Tuesday here on Live Journal.
ithildyn is always telling me to write more Methos - I seriously doubt this is what she had in mind.
Title: Methos and The Fearsome Five
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
strangevisitor7
Beta:clarksmuse
Rated: G
Fandom: Supernatural & Highlander: Immortal!Dean universe
Characters: Methos; OC’s – Katie Collins-Winchester , JD, Sam Jr., Jimmy, Josh and Robbie Winchester.
Prompt: #98 Writer’s Choice - Chaos for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
crossovers100 my table is here
Disclaimer: The characters you know and love all belong to their respective creators. The Winchester rug rats and their mom belong to me.
A/N: Katie is married to Sam. The ages of the spawn are: JD – 12, Sam Jr. – 9, Twins: Jimmy and Josh – 6, Robbie – 2. Other spawn adventures in the Immortal!Dean Universe can be found here
Summary: Katie is desperate for a babysitter and Methos is the only one in town.
Methos and The Fearsome Five
“Mom, I’m too old to have a babysitter,” JD whined.
“You may be twelve, but watching all your brothers is something you’re not ready to do yet,” Katie said.
“But Mom-”
“That’s final JD,” she said using her height to stare him into submission. JD hadn’t had a real growth spurt yet but she expected, that even at 5’10”, she’d be staring up at him soon enough.
JD crossed his arms and stormed off to flop on the couch.
Katie breathed a sigh of relief as the door bell rang.
“Methos!” she said cheerily as she opened the door.
“I got here as fast as I could. What’s the emergency?” he said as he stepped into the foyer.
Katie felt a little guilty that she hadn’t been totally honest about why she needed the Immortal’s assistance. “Come on in. I have a favor to ask.”
As he followed her into the family room, Methos sniffed in disdain at the lived-in look of the house and took in the chaos that came with a house full of small children. JD was on the sofa watching Sam Jr. play video games. The twins were in deep discussion in the corner, and the smallest Winchester was nowhere to be seen.
“Kids look fine, Katie. So why am I here?”
“You know that Duncan, Richie and Dean are on a hunt.” When Methos nodded she continued, “And Sam, Ellen and Joe have gone to the Watchers’ meeting out of town. That leaves you to baby sit.”
“Whoa, what?”
“I need you to watch the kids for a couple of hours,” Katie pleaded, trying to add a tone of desperation to her voice. “I’m really in a bind or I wouldn’t ask.”
Methos looked at her like she’d grown a second head. “You want me to watch your kids?”
She nodded.
“Me and you kids?” He’d rephrased the inquiry, hoping for a different result.
Katie nodded again and put on the puppy dog eyes she’d learned from Sam. “Please Methos.”
Methos found himself melting under her needy gaze but tried to retain some degree of detachment. “While I adore your offspring Katie, you know I don’t do kids.”
Katie couldn’t stop herself from chuckling at his turn of phase. “That’s a relief because I just want you to watch them.”
He glared at her. “I know I promised Sam I’d look in on you while everyone was away but-”
“I knew you’d understand,” she said, interrupting him. Katie figured she’d allowed him to protest long enough, and she didn’t have time for him to get with the program.
Katie began sharing information about the routine for the kids as she moved to gather her belongings, all the while ignoring Methos’ protests as he followed her around. “They’ve all had dinner and baths. Robbie’s already asleep. Give Sammy and the twins another hour, then teeth brushing and bed. JD can stay up until I get back since it’s not a school night.”
She’d made her way to the door and turned to face him. “Got that?”
“But Katie-” he said weakly, knowing he was doomed.
“You used to be Death,” she said appealing to his vanity. “Don't tell me you're afraid to watch five small boys. I promise they don’t have any swords.”
“Oh you’re hilarious.”
“Accidents happen,” she quipped and sent him a blinding smile.
Methos’ Immortal lifetime of experience was no match for a woman who was able to maintain control over the Winchester clan and that included Dean. “Fine you win.”
“Thank you,” she said as she leaned over to kiss him on the cheek.
Katie called to the boys who came rushing over to say goodbye. “Be good for you Uncle Methos." She kissed each one and sent them back to the family room except for JD who stood staring angrily at his mother.
Katie just smiled at her eldest and headed out the door.
“I don’t need a babysitter, Uncle Methos,” JD said defiantly.
“Well I don’t want to be one, so we’re even.” Methos sent his best glare to JD who, to the Immortal’s surprise, merely shrugged it off.
“You don’t look so scary,” JD eyed him carefully. “Were you really Death?”
Methos blinked. ”Excuse me?”
“I heard Uncle Dean and Uncle Richie talking. They said you used to be Death, but I don’t believe it.”
“Newbies should learn to keep their mouths shut around the rug rats,” Methos groused as he pushed JD back toward the family room. He disliked the idea that so many people knew about Immortals. Especially the eldest of the Winchester spawn.
The sound of arguing spilled from the room as they entered. The twins were rolling around on the floor yelling at each other, while Sammy calmly played his video game and ignored the chaos. Methos intercepted the whirlwind and pulled the two apart, holding one in each hand. “What’s going on, Josh?”
“I’m Jimmy, he’s Josh,” the twin on his right replied.
“Of course you are,” Methos quipped. “It doesn’t matter; time for bed.”
“But Mom said-,” Jimmy began.
“Your mother left me in charge, and I say it’s time for bed.” Methos pointed the six-year-olds up the stairs. As he followed, the fight began again.
“It’s mine!” Thing One in the blue PJs – Methos really had no idea which was which -yelled.
Thing Two, in the green PJs, held something in his hand out of reach of Thing One. “Finders keepers,” he taunted and stuck out his tongue.
“Enough!” Methos snapped at the boys who looked properly cowed.
As the word left his lips, the sound of crying came from the door on his right. Damn, he’d woken the baby. “Stay here,” he said to the twins pushing each against opposite walls.
He walked into the nursery to see two-year-old, Robbie standing in his crib crying. “It’s okay,” he said cautiously as he moved to pick him up. The toddler back away and began screaming for his mother.
Just great. In the hallway, he could hear the twins going at it again and then from downstairs the sound of the video game suddenly tripled its volume.
Taking a calming breath, Methos left the baby and went to separate the twins again. “Bed,” he shouted and pointed down the hall.
“But-” Thing Two made to protest and Methos glared him into silence.
“Uncle Methos-” And as the glare turned to Thing One, the little boy crumbled. “I want my mommy?” He wailed, and now instead of one crying baby, there were three, because Methos had found out the hard way that when one twin cried, they both did.
He was out of his league and needed back up. Bounding down the steps, he entered the family room. “Turn that down,” he barked at Sammy.
“Sorry Uncle Methos,” Sam Jr replied, immediately lowering the volume. Nice to know at least one of the kids would listen to him without a fight, but the glare Sammy sent JD was not lost on Methos.
“Something wrong?” JD asked innocently.
“I need your help to get the twins to bed because they woke Robbie and now they’re all upset,” he said indicating the chorus of crying voices that could be heard from above.
“Not my problem,” the preteen quipped. “You’re the baby sitter.”
Methos grabbed JD by the arm and yanked him to his feet. “Now, JD.”
JD pulled his arm free. “Fine, I knew you couldn’t handle it.”
Kid had a mouth on him like Dean, he thought. Only one way to deal with that attitude, Methos called his bluff. “Okay big man, you’re so sure you can handle it, I just take off.”
The Immortal headed for the door. Methos could feel JD watching him. Silently he counted; he figured he wouldn’t make it to five. He got to three.
“Mom’s gonna be pissed if you leave,” JD said with just a hint of fear in his voice.
The Immortal turned. “I think I can handle your mom, but can you?” He tossed out the challenge.
JD flinched and Methos could see the wheels turning as the boy weighed the pros and cons of letting his uncle walk. “On second thought,” he hesitated. “I’ll get Robbie, you handle the twins.”
Methos nodded and followed JD up the steps. Glancing at his watch, Methos was stunned to realize that only fifteen minutes had passed. He may have won the battle, but it was going to be a long war.
ithildyn is always telling me to write more Methos - I seriously doubt this is what she had in mind.Title: Methos and The Fearsome Five
Author:
strangevisitor7Beta:
clarksmuse Rated: G
Fandom: Supernatural & Highlander: Immortal!Dean universe
Characters: Methos; OC’s – Katie Collins-Winchester , JD, Sam Jr., Jimmy, Josh and Robbie Winchester.
Prompt: #98 Writer’s Choice - Chaos for
crossovers100 my table is hereDisclaimer: The characters you know and love all belong to their respective creators. The Winchester rug rats and their mom belong to me.
A/N: Katie is married to Sam. The ages of the spawn are: JD – 12, Sam Jr. – 9, Twins: Jimmy and Josh – 6, Robbie – 2. Other spawn adventures in the Immortal!Dean Universe can be found here
Summary: Katie is desperate for a babysitter and Methos is the only one in town.
“Mom, I’m too old to have a babysitter,” JD whined.
“You may be twelve, but watching all your brothers is something you’re not ready to do yet,” Katie said.
“But Mom-”
“That’s final JD,” she said using her height to stare him into submission. JD hadn’t had a real growth spurt yet but she expected, that even at 5’10”, she’d be staring up at him soon enough.
JD crossed his arms and stormed off to flop on the couch.
Katie breathed a sigh of relief as the door bell rang.
“Methos!” she said cheerily as she opened the door.
“I got here as fast as I could. What’s the emergency?” he said as he stepped into the foyer.
Katie felt a little guilty that she hadn’t been totally honest about why she needed the Immortal’s assistance. “Come on in. I have a favor to ask.”
As he followed her into the family room, Methos sniffed in disdain at the lived-in look of the house and took in the chaos that came with a house full of small children. JD was on the sofa watching Sam Jr. play video games. The twins were in deep discussion in the corner, and the smallest Winchester was nowhere to be seen.
“Kids look fine, Katie. So why am I here?”
“You know that Duncan, Richie and Dean are on a hunt.” When Methos nodded she continued, “And Sam, Ellen and Joe have gone to the Watchers’ meeting out of town. That leaves you to baby sit.”
“Whoa, what?”
“I need you to watch the kids for a couple of hours,” Katie pleaded, trying to add a tone of desperation to her voice. “I’m really in a bind or I wouldn’t ask.”
Methos looked at her like she’d grown a second head. “You want me to watch your kids?”
She nodded.
“Me and you kids?” He’d rephrased the inquiry, hoping for a different result.
Katie nodded again and put on the puppy dog eyes she’d learned from Sam. “Please Methos.”
Methos found himself melting under her needy gaze but tried to retain some degree of detachment. “While I adore your offspring Katie, you know I don’t do kids.”
Katie couldn’t stop herself from chuckling at his turn of phase. “That’s a relief because I just want you to watch them.”
He glared at her. “I know I promised Sam I’d look in on you while everyone was away but-”
“I knew you’d understand,” she said, interrupting him. Katie figured she’d allowed him to protest long enough, and she didn’t have time for him to get with the program.
Katie began sharing information about the routine for the kids as she moved to gather her belongings, all the while ignoring Methos’ protests as he followed her around. “They’ve all had dinner and baths. Robbie’s already asleep. Give Sammy and the twins another hour, then teeth brushing and bed. JD can stay up until I get back since it’s not a school night.”
She’d made her way to the door and turned to face him. “Got that?”
“But Katie-” he said weakly, knowing he was doomed.
“You used to be Death,” she said appealing to his vanity. “Don't tell me you're afraid to watch five small boys. I promise they don’t have any swords.”
“Oh you’re hilarious.”
“Accidents happen,” she quipped and sent him a blinding smile.
Methos’ Immortal lifetime of experience was no match for a woman who was able to maintain control over the Winchester clan and that included Dean. “Fine you win.”
“Thank you,” she said as she leaned over to kiss him on the cheek.
Katie called to the boys who came rushing over to say goodbye. “Be good for you Uncle Methos." She kissed each one and sent them back to the family room except for JD who stood staring angrily at his mother.
Katie just smiled at her eldest and headed out the door.
“I don’t need a babysitter, Uncle Methos,” JD said defiantly.
“Well I don’t want to be one, so we’re even.” Methos sent his best glare to JD who, to the Immortal’s surprise, merely shrugged it off.
“You don’t look so scary,” JD eyed him carefully. “Were you really Death?”
Methos blinked. ”Excuse me?”
“I heard Uncle Dean and Uncle Richie talking. They said you used to be Death, but I don’t believe it.”
“Newbies should learn to keep their mouths shut around the rug rats,” Methos groused as he pushed JD back toward the family room. He disliked the idea that so many people knew about Immortals. Especially the eldest of the Winchester spawn.
The sound of arguing spilled from the room as they entered. The twins were rolling around on the floor yelling at each other, while Sammy calmly played his video game and ignored the chaos. Methos intercepted the whirlwind and pulled the two apart, holding one in each hand. “What’s going on, Josh?”
“I’m Jimmy, he’s Josh,” the twin on his right replied.
“Of course you are,” Methos quipped. “It doesn’t matter; time for bed.”
“But Mom said-,” Jimmy began.
“Your mother left me in charge, and I say it’s time for bed.” Methos pointed the six-year-olds up the stairs. As he followed, the fight began again.
“It’s mine!” Thing One in the blue PJs – Methos really had no idea which was which -yelled.
Thing Two, in the green PJs, held something in his hand out of reach of Thing One. “Finders keepers,” he taunted and stuck out his tongue.
“Enough!” Methos snapped at the boys who looked properly cowed.
As the word left his lips, the sound of crying came from the door on his right. Damn, he’d woken the baby. “Stay here,” he said to the twins pushing each against opposite walls.
He walked into the nursery to see two-year-old, Robbie standing in his crib crying. “It’s okay,” he said cautiously as he moved to pick him up. The toddler back away and began screaming for his mother.
Just great. In the hallway, he could hear the twins going at it again and then from downstairs the sound of the video game suddenly tripled its volume.
Taking a calming breath, Methos left the baby and went to separate the twins again. “Bed,” he shouted and pointed down the hall.
“But-” Thing Two made to protest and Methos glared him into silence.
“Uncle Methos-” And as the glare turned to Thing One, the little boy crumbled. “I want my mommy?” He wailed, and now instead of one crying baby, there were three, because Methos had found out the hard way that when one twin cried, they both did.
He was out of his league and needed back up. Bounding down the steps, he entered the family room. “Turn that down,” he barked at Sammy.
“Sorry Uncle Methos,” Sam Jr replied, immediately lowering the volume. Nice to know at least one of the kids would listen to him without a fight, but the glare Sammy sent JD was not lost on Methos.
“Something wrong?” JD asked innocently.
“I need your help to get the twins to bed because they woke Robbie and now they’re all upset,” he said indicating the chorus of crying voices that could be heard from above.
“Not my problem,” the preteen quipped. “You’re the baby sitter.”
Methos grabbed JD by the arm and yanked him to his feet. “Now, JD.”
JD pulled his arm free. “Fine, I knew you couldn’t handle it.”
Kid had a mouth on him like Dean, he thought. Only one way to deal with that attitude, Methos called his bluff. “Okay big man, you’re so sure you can handle it, I just take off.”
The Immortal headed for the door. Methos could feel JD watching him. Silently he counted; he figured he wouldn’t make it to five. He got to three.
“Mom’s gonna be pissed if you leave,” JD said with just a hint of fear in his voice.
The Immortal turned. “I think I can handle your mom, but can you?” He tossed out the challenge.
JD flinched and Methos could see the wheels turning as the boy weighed the pros and cons of letting his uncle walk. “On second thought,” he hesitated. “I’ll get Robbie, you handle the twins.”
Methos nodded and followed JD up the steps. Glancing at his watch, Methos was stunned to realize that only fifteen minutes had passed. He may have won the battle, but it was going to be a long war.
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Awesome!
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Thing 1 and thing 2. Just LOL!
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I could see one of the Uncles getting numbered shirts for Katie and Sam's brood.
It's funny how all our spawn have indestructible Uncles - Guess that's very important if you're hanging with the Winchesters
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Nice one!
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(Oh and for beta reading I'll send more soon)
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Send it over whenever.
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Great job, hun!
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You'll be giving Death a case of beer for this, right?
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I'm sure Katie will reward him with appropriate compensation - Maybe a bottle of scotch or imported beer - definitely
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Glad you enjoyed it
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love the title, too. ;)
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i just rattle it around in my brain for a while. play word games and stuff sometimes.
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sometimes as i'm writing a fic, i'll write a phrase or something, and *ding!* that's it. :D
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(^_^)/
BEM
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