Uniformity - A Little Drabble Do Ya

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“I don’t like the way the fabric bunches up here…’

Illya Kuryakin tugged on the disagreeable garment…

“… and here.”

His model stood as still as possible, still not comfortable with this idea.  What if it didn’t work, what if this didn’t work?

The Russian folded the errant textile into its proper place, stood back to admire his work and accept the congratulations that would follow.

“Well?”

“Well what?”

“I did it.  Now you can take that walk.”

Napoleon hung his head as he headed out the door in his Boy Scout leader uniform.

“What I don’t do for peace.”