Napoleon, Meet Your Waterloo - A Little Drabble Do Ya

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"I said no!"

Napoleon was fuming, his reaction to this particular suggestion just one step away from complete lunacy.

"Napoleon… please… sweetie…"  April Dancer was a beautiful woman, and Napoleon Solo was almost helpless to resist.

"April, look… ', a sigh escaped.

"If we do this, I'm not promising anything…"  April smiled sweetly, her heart pounding with anticipation.

"I know darling, and I understand."  Her wink made Solo's stomach lurch.  What was he doing?

Napoleon looked at Illya sitting in the driver's seat of the boat, breathed deeply, then carefully slipped his feet into the water skis and prepared to die.