Frank and Sense - A Little Drabble Do Ya

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"Only 143 days until Christmas." Illya rolled his eyes at the preposterous countdown that his partner was reciting.
"Really Napoleon? You're a grown man, why are you counting down to Christmas?"
The American let out a sigh, shaking his head in a profound gesture of sympathy.
"How can you steel your heart against the greatest holiday, the best day of the entire year? Christmas is…"
"Magical? Wondrous? Tell me, is it wonderful?"
A slight pout almost made its way onto the handsome face.
"Yes, all of those and more. Just wait Kuryakin, one of these days…"
Silently, Illya hoped so.