by Kathryn A

Buffy / Highlander ( 200 words) [2007-02-06] Buffy Summers, Methos

Well-intentioned interference.

Challenge: tthdrabbles #50 - Going for a ride

I looked at the challenge again, and the word "horse" caught my eye...

"Ooof!" Being suddenly pulled onto the back of a running horse was not good for the breathing. "Let go of me!"

"Suit yourself." The strong arm around her waist loosened, and she started to slip off the horse. The very fast, very tall horse.

"No, don't!"

"Changed your mind? Don't want to go back to that mob of bloodsuckers that were about to kill you?"

"I didn't need rescuing, thank you very much!"

"You're welcome. Besides, I wasn't rescuing you; just practicing my horsemanship. I'm a bit rusty."

"That was rusty? You decapitated four of them! What do you do when you're in top form?"

His voice went cold. "You wouldn't want to know."

"Oh, like that is it?" she said. "Mysterious stranger with a deep dark past, all mournful and broody and British; c'mon, been there, done that, bought the t-shirt, ripped up the t-shirt and stomped on it --"

"Are you going somewhere with this metaphor, or are you getting lost in its labyrinthine convolutions?"

"What's your name? And if you say 'a friend' I'll kick you."

"You can call me Adam."

"Buffy," she said. "The Slayer."

"Ah. You didn't need rescuing. Want to make another assault on them?"