"Weather or not" a double drabble story, chapter 9 for A Little Drabble Do Ya!

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Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4 Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8

They were taken to the Central Park Police precinct, the oldest one in the city, operating from a former brick horse stable at Mid-Park at 86th Street.

“Napoleon Antony Solo?” The desk Sergeant began to book the two agents. “Now there’s a name; your parents hate you or something?”

“If you think my name is odd, ask him his,” Napoleon nodded towards the Russian.

“Okay I’ll give, what’s your name blondie?”

Illya tightened his lips. “You know very well what it is as you have my identification.”

“You talking about this thing?” He held up the yellow UNCLE ID card.”

“Yes.”

“No picture, and you two didn’t have no licenses neither. Mr. Ill-ee-yah Kur-ee-ay-kin. You a Pollack or something?”

“Or something, and that is Kuryakin.”

“Now let’s see...you were brought in for illegal parking, resisting, carrying concealed weapons and burglary tools.” He held up their lock picks. “You boys are gonna go away for a long, long time,” the Sergeant chuckled.

“May I have my pen please Sergeant?”Illya asked as two officers took him and Solo by the arm.

“I would like to write a letter to my mother.”

The desk Sergeant gave a lopsided grin. “Yeah right.”

Chapter 10

Comments

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Oh I wouldn't count on the guys not being in trouble just yet.

I've pretty much perfected the drabble story, since I was told by many that I invented it. LOL!

Thanks for keeping up and the great comment. Will be posting a chapter a day again for the next few days.