Bandy 1:9

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Reposted from Wednesday:
Short story told in Drabble form

"Now what American game are you dragging me too?" Illya teased Napoleon.

"Illya, is that anyway to greet your partner who's is offering you a fun day?"

Winter coat, gloves, and stocking hat covered a polo shirt without a logo. The American seemed anxious for some reason about this trip.

"Let's go, the game starts in one hour."

As the car pulled into the parking lot, Illya looked at the sign announcing the game, shock showed on his face while Napoleon had a large smile beaming at his partner's surprise.

"How did you find this?"

"Research my friend, research."