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This story is No. 6 in the series "The McDonald Boys". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: Sequel to "The Sky's Gonna Open" in the "McDonald Boys" verse. This may also be called by its longer alternate name: "How the Leverage Team Taught Lindsey to Be a Team Player, or Rather, Simply Annoyed Him into Cooperating." Family banter, humor.

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Television > LeveragepoestheblackcatFR1375,615092,8616 May 126 May 12Yes

Rule Number One

The House Rules

Summary: Sequel to “The Sky’s Gonna Open.” This may also be called by its longer alternate name: “How the Leverage Team Taught Lindsey to Be a Team Player, or Rather, Simply Annoyed Him into Cooperating.” Family banter, humor.

The title is from Christian Kane’s song of the same name. Rule #7? Okay, Chris, we’ll take your word on it. *titters* *grabby hands* *gets arrested*

This is a sequel to my fic, “The Sky’s Gonna Open,” which features a de-aged Eliot. You should probably read that one (and if you like, the others in the “McDonald Boys” series before it, “Drunk Dialing, the McDonald Way,” “Three Times Eliot Showed Up At Lindsey’s Place,” and “But It Makes Her Smile”) first because this one takes place right after it. Fifth in the “McDonald Boys” verse.

Disclaimer: Angel and Leverage do not belong to me, etc.

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Rule Number One: Nate knows what he’s doing. Usually. Probably.

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“No,” Lindsey moans, reaching for his earbud. “No, I can’t listen to this anymore.”

Eliot rolls his eyes and grabs his arm before he can take the torture device out. “For such a huge drama queen, your acting skills ain’t that great either. ‘Sides, it’s on purpose. The mark’s not supposed to like him.”

“But- but that suit!” Lindsey exclaims disgustedly, “It’s terrible. Who the hell even makes suits in canary and mustard yellow? Together? And the hair, and that accent. And he knows absolutely nothing about law or- or being a lawyer. It’s perfectly obvious. I mean, even the mark can see it. Is that intentional?”

Eliot pats his brother on the wrist in an attempt at calming him down. “Unfortunately, yes. Now shut up and let Nate do his job.”

Lindsey winces. “Adverse possession, not ‘property,’ you nincompoop!”

Eliot sighs. It’s gonna be a long day.

“Y’know, he can hear you,” he says, to no avail.

Through his com, he hears Nate’s nasally tenor demolishing law terms, and next to him, Lindsey’s gnashing his teeth and muttering corrections and obscenities.

Yeah. Long day.

He needs to hit something.

Hey, Linny…

“And that one’s called assault, pipsqueak.”

“Shut. Up!”

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AN: This chapter is a little shorter than the rest. I couldn’t resist Lindsey making fun of Nate as a sleazy lawyer. I just couldn’t.
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