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section7mfu2015-12-16 07:58 pm
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The Threat Before Christmas - A Little Drabble Do Ya
Illya ducked into the office, his expression hunted as he hurriedly closed the door and pressed his ear up against it, listening.
Napoleon watched him bemusedly. "Have I missed something?"
"Mistletoe!" Illya said grimly. "The entire corridor leading from the canteen is covered in it. I had to dodge half the ladies of Section IV just to get here. They are laying traps. It was all I could do to escape."
"Really?" He started to smile slowly. "Maybe I should go and check this out. Just to, ah, assess the threat."
Illya rolled his eyes. "Have fun."
Oh, he would.
Napoleon watched him bemusedly. "Have I missed something?"
"Mistletoe!" Illya said grimly. "The entire corridor leading from the canteen is covered in it. I had to dodge half the ladies of Section IV just to get here. They are laying traps. It was all I could do to escape."
"Really?" He started to smile slowly. "Maybe I should go and check this out. Just to, ah, assess the threat."
Illya rolled his eyes. "Have fun."
Oh, he would.
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That's my Napoleon!
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