"Atsa Nice!" For A Little Drabble Do Ya!

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Napoleon and Illya dashed down a street on the lower east side of New York city.

Being pursued by a pair of oversized goons, they ducked into the nearest door that happened to be the entrance to an Italian deli.

Their pursuers were hot on their heels and a wild fist fight ensued.

The agents were losing and out of desperation Solo grabbed a huge salami hanging in the window. He started swinging it like a wild man, knocking both men out cold.

“Nothing like a 'hard' salami,” Napoleon quipped and smiled.

Illya had no comeback to that at all.

Comments

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

I can think of several comebacks, but none of them are fit for polite company ;-) LOL.

[alynwa.livejournal.com]

Ha!

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Hahaha, hmmm, one wonders where your mind is going? Thank you!

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Thank you! Not quite what you expected huh?

[lindafishes8.livejournal.com]

Ha ha! I'm surprised Illya didn't want to eat it!

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Am glad you're mind didn't go to the gutter on this one. LOL!

[lindafishes8.livejournal.com]

Well... it did but I didn't write what I was thinking. Sect. 7 is a gen site. *grin*

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Apparently you're not the only one who thought that way and yes refrained since this is a GEN site. If you notice I did tag the drabble as 'gen' so tsk tsk tsk for thinking the way you did. ahahahahahaha!

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

They are men of the world, after all ;)

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Chuckle...thank you! :D

[alynwa.livejournal.com]

No. I could definitely appreciate Illya's speechlessness.

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Good, I was hoping readers would empathize with him. :D Thanks!