Title: Suspicious
Author: dwsdmk
Rated: PG
Pairing: no pairing
Disclaimer: All things BtVS belong to Joss Whedon, etc. All things Highlander belong to Panzer/Davis, etc.
Notes: ficlet, silliness, ooc
(Warning: English is not my native language.)
Methos leans over to Joe and whispers:
"Your new bartender…"
"Yes, my nephew Xander. "
"You know he is reading a Sumerian book? Are you sure, he is your nephew?..."
"Yes, I checked quite thoroughly. My sister adopted him legally."
Methos couldn't suppress his curiosity. He slinks to Xander's side.
"I don't know many bartenders, who are reading Sumerian books and I am nosy. Where did you learn it?"
Xander looks up and winks.
"In high school of course. It was required for my survival."
"Kidding aside – where in the USA is Sumerian teached?" Looking at the title of the book he exclaimed: "And who teached the special knowledge for the understanding of the PROPHECY BOOK OF AGES?!"
Xander gives a jerk.
"Who you are, that you can recognize this book with one look?"
He diverges from the bar and looks with betrayed eyes at his uncle.
"In what crowd are you hanging around? Are you a spy from the Watchers?"
Joe tries to look innocent but a wince gives him away.
"I don't know what you mean..."
"You can spare the lies," intercepted Xander "I mean this British stuffy people who are sitting on her butt and …"
Now Methos interrupts: "I didn't wanted to stir disorder up. But I think I can calm the waves. There are two organizations of Watchers…"
Xander exclaimed: "You're mean the peeping toms?"
"Hey!" was the reaction of Joe.