The Night the Bed Broke
A/N: If there's anyone who even remembers the original story with that title, don't worry, this shouldn't be anything like it.
Duncan had really outdone himself this time to say the least, he had recently proposed to Amanda and they were trying to figure the date when to marry. They spent 2 weeks stressing on it so much, Duncan decided they should get away from their problems for a while, so he found a quaint house for rent in the country, and they decided to go on a vacation from the wedding preparations.
"Well I must admit, the house is in better condition than I thought," Amanda said. "Hey, I may have been raised in the woods, but I still have good taste," Duncan said. "Apparently, the house came cleaned?" Amanda asked. "Well, the guy I'm renting it from said that he has cleaners come in twice a week since he's always looking for people to rent it to, and no one in their right mind rents a grease trap," Duncan told her. In all truthfulness, the house looked like a miniature Victorian, there were 28 rooms, well-varnished woodwork, fancy chandeliers, it looked like a good place to stay.
"So why do I feel like we're going to have a calamity on our hands before we're through?" Amanda asked. "Don't worry, just relax, we're supposed to be thinking of something other than our wedding," Duncan said, "getting ready for that's calamity enough, isn't it?"
"I suppose."
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That night, Duncan and Amanda got together in the living room, Duncan had lit a few candles on the coffee table and was ready for Amanda.
"Has the wine taken effect yet?" Amanda asked. "No, but if you like, I can act like it has," Duncan said.
Duncan grabbed Amanda and put her on the couch and started kissing her when the buzz came over him.
"What is it?" Amanda flabbergasted. She was so short-winded for the minute, she meant 'who do you think it is' but all she could get out was 'what is it?'
Duncan grabbed his katana and headed over to the door, he clutched the knob and swung it open to a familiar, but unpleasant face. "Hello Elvira, anybody home?" Methos asked. Methos came in with a case of beer, he handed it to Duncan as he came in. "What are you doing here?" Duncan put the case down so he could see.
"That's exactly what I asked him." Duncan turned around and saw Joe coming up the sidewalk, hobbling on his walker.
"Allright Curly Cue, what are you doing here?" Duncan asked. "I rented this place, so kill me," Joe walked in. "Gladly," Duncan huffed. Duncan drew out his katana and pointed it at Joe. "I should hope that isn't for me," Joe said, "put it away before you hurt someone.by the way, what are you doing here?"
"I rented this place!" Duncan stammered. "Duncan, what's going on?" Amanda came into the hallway. "It's okay, it's just Joe and Methos, I hope," Duncan looked before closing the door, "you didn't bring anyone else with you, did you?"
"I came alone," Joe told him. "So did I," Methos said.
"So why are you here together?" Duncan asked. "Funny thing," Methos said, "Joe and I both got here at the same time, only on the opposite sides of the block.so I came in to catch you trespassing, so shoot me." "Glad to do that too." Duncan took out a tiny revolver and pointed it at him, it was so tiny, Methos found it as a joke and closed in on it to get a better look. "I say, MacLeod, after 400 years, don't you think you can come up with something better than that?" he laughed. Duncan put the gun away and grabbed Methos by the collar, "Get in here!"
Duncan dragged him into the living room and was ready to throw him on the couch when Methos broke loose, picked Duncan up and threw him on the couch. Duncan hit his seat against the hard metal bar of the hide-a-bed under the cushions, he immediately jumped back up on his feet. It looked like the fight was going to get bloody, but Amanda came in between the two of them.
"Hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!" she butted in, "can you 2 try and resolve this like a couple of adults instead of like a couple of 2-year-olds?"
"Allright, now tell me what you're doing here? And you better make it good because I've got no trouble blowing off the head of an ancient man," Duncan said.
"I rented this place for a few weeks, I've got flat feet from traveling across the world and would like to rest for a while, is that a crime?" Methos asked. "It is when the house is already rented, Amanda and I rented this place 3 days ago," Duncan told him.
"Basch!" Methos coughed, "I rented this place 2 days ago." "You've got to be kidding me, I rented this place a week ago," Joe said.
"Can this get any worse?" Duncan asked. No sooner did he say that, Richie walked in with a girlfriend and found everyone gathered in the living room. "Hey, I didn't do anything this time...hey, what are you guys doing here?" he asked. "It's official," Duncan said, "this is a night of hell."
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"So the guy who we rented this house from rented it to YOU today?" Joe asked.
"That's my story, other than that, I got nothing," Richie pleaded, "so don't try and pin it on me."
"Today it was just you and Amanda staying here, now there's six of us," Methos told Duncan, "you know what that means, don't you?"
"Yes, I'm going to find the guy I rented this house from and kill him!" Duncan said. "Well, I don't think there's much chance of that happening," Rebecca said, "the guy told Richie that he had to go away on business for 2 weeks."
Duncan threw his head back and fell on the floor, he could already tell that this was going to be a very hectic vacation, "if I ever see that son of a." he mumbled into the carpet.
"MacLeod, now is not the time for that wine to just now kick in," Amanda kicked him, "we have a problem, what are we going to do? We can't have 4 other people in this house." "And why not? There are 28 rooms, 7 of which are bedrooms," Methos told them. "And how do you know that?" Duncan asked.
"The same way I don't have to carry any baggage in here, I already moved in yesterday," Methos said.
"Joe." "I moved in too, about a week ago on Tuesday."
"It's a wonder you 2 didn't pick the same bedroom," Duncan said. "Speaking of which, I suggest we turn in for the night," Amanda said.
"Gladly!" everyone agreed.
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Everyone went their separate ways for the night, and everyone kept someone up, Amanda kept Duncan up because she was trying to read, Methos kept Joe up because he could hear him chewing on something in the next room, so he went over into the next room to see him.
"Do you think you could keep down the noise?" Joe asked. "These are celery stalks, you want me to swallow them whole?" Methos asked. "Might not be a bad idea, and while you're at it, you might want to see about sticking one up your.." "Go to bed, you old goat," Methos said. "Gladly, when you stop grazing," Joe told him.
Everyone tried to get to sleep, however, that attempt failed once again when something happened that got everyone up.
"Duncan.Duncan." "What is it?"
"Duncan, you're drooling again," Amanda told him. "I do not drool."
"No, then what is that?" Amanda asked. However, everyone soon became aware that a rainstorm had started up, and the roof was leaking, and everyone even became more aware that they were in for a long night when the ceiling collapsed.
End of chapter 1
A/N: If there's anyone who even remembers the original story with that title, don't worry, this shouldn't be anything like it.
Duncan had really outdone himself this time to say the least, he had recently proposed to Amanda and they were trying to figure the date when to marry. They spent 2 weeks stressing on it so much, Duncan decided they should get away from their problems for a while, so he found a quaint house for rent in the country, and they decided to go on a vacation from the wedding preparations.
"Well I must admit, the house is in better condition than I thought," Amanda said. "Hey, I may have been raised in the woods, but I still have good taste," Duncan said. "Apparently, the house came cleaned?" Amanda asked. "Well, the guy I'm renting it from said that he has cleaners come in twice a week since he's always looking for people to rent it to, and no one in their right mind rents a grease trap," Duncan told her. In all truthfulness, the house looked like a miniature Victorian, there were 28 rooms, well-varnished woodwork, fancy chandeliers, it looked like a good place to stay.
"So why do I feel like we're going to have a calamity on our hands before we're through?" Amanda asked. "Don't worry, just relax, we're supposed to be thinking of something other than our wedding," Duncan said, "getting ready for that's calamity enough, isn't it?"
"I suppose."
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That night, Duncan and Amanda got together in the living room, Duncan had lit a few candles on the coffee table and was ready for Amanda.
"Has the wine taken effect yet?" Amanda asked. "No, but if you like, I can act like it has," Duncan said.
Duncan grabbed Amanda and put her on the couch and started kissing her when the buzz came over him.
"What is it?" Amanda flabbergasted. She was so short-winded for the minute, she meant 'who do you think it is' but all she could get out was 'what is it?'
Duncan grabbed his katana and headed over to the door, he clutched the knob and swung it open to a familiar, but unpleasant face. "Hello Elvira, anybody home?" Methos asked. Methos came in with a case of beer, he handed it to Duncan as he came in. "What are you doing here?" Duncan put the case down so he could see.
"That's exactly what I asked him." Duncan turned around and saw Joe coming up the sidewalk, hobbling on his walker.
"Allright Curly Cue, what are you doing here?" Duncan asked. "I rented this place, so kill me," Joe walked in. "Gladly," Duncan huffed. Duncan drew out his katana and pointed it at Joe. "I should hope that isn't for me," Joe said, "put it away before you hurt someone.by the way, what are you doing here?"
"I rented this place!" Duncan stammered. "Duncan, what's going on?" Amanda came into the hallway. "It's okay, it's just Joe and Methos, I hope," Duncan looked before closing the door, "you didn't bring anyone else with you, did you?"
"I came alone," Joe told him. "So did I," Methos said.
"So why are you here together?" Duncan asked. "Funny thing," Methos said, "Joe and I both got here at the same time, only on the opposite sides of the block.so I came in to catch you trespassing, so shoot me." "Glad to do that too." Duncan took out a tiny revolver and pointed it at him, it was so tiny, Methos found it as a joke and closed in on it to get a better look. "I say, MacLeod, after 400 years, don't you think you can come up with something better than that?" he laughed. Duncan put the gun away and grabbed Methos by the collar, "Get in here!"
Duncan dragged him into the living room and was ready to throw him on the couch when Methos broke loose, picked Duncan up and threw him on the couch. Duncan hit his seat against the hard metal bar of the hide-a-bed under the cushions, he immediately jumped back up on his feet. It looked like the fight was going to get bloody, but Amanda came in between the two of them.
"Hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!" she butted in, "can you 2 try and resolve this like a couple of adults instead of like a couple of 2-year-olds?"
"Allright, now tell me what you're doing here? And you better make it good because I've got no trouble blowing off the head of an ancient man," Duncan said.
"I rented this place for a few weeks, I've got flat feet from traveling across the world and would like to rest for a while, is that a crime?" Methos asked. "It is when the house is already rented, Amanda and I rented this place 3 days ago," Duncan told him.
"Basch!" Methos coughed, "I rented this place 2 days ago." "You've got to be kidding me, I rented this place a week ago," Joe said.
"Can this get any worse?" Duncan asked. No sooner did he say that, Richie walked in with a girlfriend and found everyone gathered in the living room. "Hey, I didn't do anything this time...hey, what are you guys doing here?" he asked. "It's official," Duncan said, "this is a night of hell."
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"So the guy who we rented this house from rented it to YOU today?" Joe asked.
"That's my story, other than that, I got nothing," Richie pleaded, "so don't try and pin it on me."
"Today it was just you and Amanda staying here, now there's six of us," Methos told Duncan, "you know what that means, don't you?"
"Yes, I'm going to find the guy I rented this house from and kill him!" Duncan said. "Well, I don't think there's much chance of that happening," Rebecca said, "the guy told Richie that he had to go away on business for 2 weeks."
Duncan threw his head back and fell on the floor, he could already tell that this was going to be a very hectic vacation, "if I ever see that son of a." he mumbled into the carpet.
"MacLeod, now is not the time for that wine to just now kick in," Amanda kicked him, "we have a problem, what are we going to do? We can't have 4 other people in this house." "And why not? There are 28 rooms, 7 of which are bedrooms," Methos told them. "And how do you know that?" Duncan asked.
"The same way I don't have to carry any baggage in here, I already moved in yesterday," Methos said.
"Joe." "I moved in too, about a week ago on Tuesday."
"It's a wonder you 2 didn't pick the same bedroom," Duncan said. "Speaking of which, I suggest we turn in for the night," Amanda said.
"Gladly!" everyone agreed.
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Everyone went their separate ways for the night, and everyone kept someone up, Amanda kept Duncan up because she was trying to read, Methos kept Joe up because he could hear him chewing on something in the next room, so he went over into the next room to see him.
"Do you think you could keep down the noise?" Joe asked. "These are celery stalks, you want me to swallow them whole?" Methos asked. "Might not be a bad idea, and while you're at it, you might want to see about sticking one up your.." "Go to bed, you old goat," Methos said. "Gladly, when you stop grazing," Joe told him.
Everyone tried to get to sleep, however, that attempt failed once again when something happened that got everyone up.
"Duncan.Duncan." "What is it?"
"Duncan, you're drooling again," Amanda told him. "I do not drool."
"No, then what is that?" Amanda asked. However, everyone soon became aware that a rainstorm had started up, and the roof was leaking, and everyone even became more aware that they were in for a long night when the ceiling collapsed.
End of chapter 1