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This story is No. 13 in the series "The McDonald Boys". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: “McDonald Boys” verse, post-“Sky’s Gonna Open.” Being on a team means that you may have your specializations, but you must also swap skill sets with the others, no matter how painful the process may be.

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Television > LeveragepoestheblackcatFR1352,381011,62421 Oct 1221 Oct 12Yes

Hardison

Summary: “McDonald Boys” verse, post-“Sky’s Gonna Open.” Being on a team means that you may have your specializations, but you must also swap skill sets with the others, no matter how painful the process may be.

This is a collection of one-shots (one for each member of the original Leverage team) that takes place roughly in the same time frame as “The House Rules.”

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Basic Training

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Hardison

Sharing trade secrets with Hardison goes the smoothest.

“So you do a little abracadabra here and bam! Like that?” Hardison taps some keys and a few green sparks fly from his fingertips as he does so.

Lindsey nods from his seat next to him. “That’s right. Just like that. But watch the wrist flick. That’s important.”

“This is amazing,” Hardison says, a large grin spreading on his face, as he realizes exactly what he can do with this new technomagic.

A small, satisfied smile plays around Lindsey’s lips. “Pretty cool, huh?”

“Hey geek squad!” Eliot calls, “Dinner!”

“Yeah, in a minute,” the hacker and the new hitter say simultaneously, and turn their attention back to the computer screen in front of them.

“So what d’ya do after that?” Hardison asks.

Lindsey leans forward and pushes Hardison’s hands aside to show him exactly how to do it. “Then you do this…”

“So you can…And…”

“Yeah. How…I never thought of that before. Good work, Hardison.”

“It’s easy! Because the backdoor has a tripwire, so you just hafta get rid of that, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah. Duuuuude.”

Eliot rolls his eyes. Two peas in a pod. No, make that “two geeks in an iPod.” Or…whatever.

Nerdy little brothers.

“Age of the geek, baby!”

“Who you callin’ ‘baby,’ boy?”

“It’s a- How old are you, man?”

“Not seven, that’s for sure. Eliot’s the baby.”

“Hey!” Eliot hollers, “Food’s gettin’ cold. Getcher asses over here or this ‘baby’ ain’t gonna be responsible for keepin’ Parker away from yer dessert. Blackberry pie.”

“Be right there!”

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AN: Lindsey knows what “baby” means - He lived in LA for goodness’ sake! He’s just pulling Hardison’s leg because it’s fun to mess with a little brother-type friend.
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