An impromptu post to an impromptu prompt.

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Title: "Ever get that feeling?"

Illya, do you ever get the feeling we’re being watched, sort of spied upon?” He was looking into a mirror he’d hung on the wall of their office.

“My friend, we’re always in that situation. What is there to feel; it is just a thing to be accepted/”

“I understand what you’re saying tovarisch, but what I’m talking about is different. It’s as if people are watching us all the time. Even during our down time between assignments no matter where we are.”

“Are you saying you think our apartments are bugged? Have you checked for tracking devices?” Illya began searching his clothes.

“No not like that. Have you ever wondered when watching a television set that the people are on the other side can see us, that perhaps we’re in fact the televsion show?”

Kuryakin reached over to his partner’s forehead, though Solo jerked back.

“What are you doing?”

“Trying to check to see if you are feverish as you sound as though you are becoming delerious.  Really Napoleon, us...you and me in a television show? You best not say a word to anyone else, otherwise you will be thought as mad as a hatter and wisked off to the Psych department. I have no wish to break in a new partner."

“I’m not crazy Illya.”

“I know that, but others might not think so.”

“I suppose you’re right, but I just can’t shake the feeling of being watched."

The door to their office opened and in walked Bernadette Belle, the new girl in Section IV.

“Mr. Solo, pardon the intrusion but I have that information you asked Mr. Dennel to get for you.” She held out a small piece of paper.

Illya noted the instant twinkle in Napoleon’s eye, but before he could say a word his partner had invited the girl for coffee in the Commissary.  The last thing he saw was Solo, offering his arm to the young lady as they headed out the door.

“Hmmm, yes, nothing like a distraction,” Illya mumbled to himself as he gazed at mirror before rolling his eyes.

Comments

[carabele.livejournal.com]

[giggle]

For Napoleon, a pretty girl is always the remedy to undefinable anxiety.

...As opposed to when Illya is missing or injured, which is of course definable anxiety. ;-) ...

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Another attempt of mine at breaking the 4th wall. I figured the girl was a more pleasant distraction as opposed to IK being, as you say, the 'definable anxiety.'

Thanks so much for reading and commenting!

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

It's just as well they can't see all the fan-girls. I think we would terrify them more than any THRUSH could, LOL.

Thank you for the laugh.

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Chuckle. Perhaps you're right....though they were in their real life swarmed by too man fans. poor guys. week!

[laurose8.livejournal.com]

Thanks. Really neat!

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Glad you liked it!

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

It isn't paranoia if they're really watching.... :D

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

And that's the million dollar question isn't it? mwahaaa haaaa. Thanks!

[lindafishes8.livejournal.com]

Wait...you're talking about us, right? *snort* Nice one, M.

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

(evil laugh) Thank you!

[insaneladybug.livejournal.com]

ROTFLOL. What a clever way of breaking the fourth wall. Oh, Napoleon.

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

(heheeheheee) thank you! :D