fandomhigh | The Library (11/8/05)

Yawning, Methos finally arrives in the library. He's sleepy, but still in a good mood, if not quite as bubbly as yesterday.

Janet smirks. "Cookie?" she asks, holding one out. "I felt domestic this weekend and baked."

Methos beams at her. "Yes, thank you." He takes one and turns it over. "I suppose I should ask how good you are at baking. Is this likely to kill me?"

~~"I highly doubt a cookie is going to take your head off."~~

Janet snickers. "Are you insulting my talents?" she asks. "Just for that, I don't think I'm going to tell you. Come on, be brave. Take some risk. Eat my cookie."

"I live to take risks." He bites into the cookie. "Okay, I sincerely apologize for questioning your skill. Apparently there are no end to your talents. This is *good*."

Janet laughs. "I'm apparently an overachiever," she says. "When I'm motivated, at least."

I've been snackin' on 'em for three days now an' I'm still here.

Yes... but you jump into interdimentional lockers and sign contracts in blood. I don't know if your judgement is one I'd live my life by.

I didn' mean to sign the contract in blood!

Parker rolls her eyes. "It's safer than 97% of the cafeteria food. That's all the guarantee you get. Plus, they're yummy enough to be worth it if you *do* end up singing."

"Thank you, Parker, Zero," said Janet triumphantly.

"See?" she said to Methos. "I'll even give you extra to take to your sweethearts if you decide you like them."

Methos chokes on the cookie. "I beg your pardon? What did you say?"

Parker is humming and looking at the ceiling now. Yup. Nice ceiling.

Janet gives Methos a wide-eyed, innocent look. "What? It's not like they're here to see the rest of us."

"I'm quite certain. If, of course, I knew who you were speaking of at all. All sorts of people come in and out of the library on a daily basis." Methos' offended tone would be ever so much more effective if he wasn't still somewhat giddy.

*looks cute and innocent* Of course, Professor. We believe you.

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Parker chokes on her cookie, and shoots Janet a wide-eyed look.

Well good mornin', sleepyhead. *holds out a cup of coffee* Your afternoon restorative.

"Ah. I love and adore you, Zero."

I should certainly hope so!

Oh, by the way, can we make Wyndham-Pryce sing n' dance whenever he's rude to us?

"Please? Remember, we own your soul. You told him so." Parker's grinning wickedly. "I bet he knows all the words to My Heart Will Go On."

Methos shudders dramatically. "I'd rather have him do something from the Gilbert and Sullivan oevre."

I doubt he knows any o' my parents' stuff...well, maybe "I'm Your Cuddlebug."

"There's an image that no amount of coffee can cure. Give me another cookie."