Feinting Russians for A Little Drabble Do Ya

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A Double Drabble and a little play on words, feinting and fainting... haha
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Some of the girls at UNCLE's New York office thought they knew the Russian well enough to play a little April Fool trickery.

'Okay Dot, you deliver the news and then we'll all shout 'April Fool!'.  He'll be so surprised."

Dot nodded to the other two secretaries and quickly set the scene by pretending to sob out loud.  Illya stopped, real concern in his inquiry.

"Is anything wrong?"

'"Oh Mr. Kuryakin… ' Dot was giving a stellar performance. "Mr. Solo got married last night."

Illya started to open his mouth. his eyes rolled and he dropped to the floor in a dead faint.

"Oh no, what have we done?" The women were frantic.

"You and your stupid April Fool jokes.   So help me Dot, if I lose my job over this…"

At that moment Napoleon walked onto the scene.

"What's going on here?"  He kneeled down to check on his partner as Dot spoke up.

"We… we played an April Fool  prank on him, but it… well …"

"What was the joke?"

"That you got married last night."

Napoleon smiled.

"We were on a plane together last night, right Illya."

Illya sat up and scanned the women's faces before speaking..

"April Fool."