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The wind stopped, leaving two UNCLE agents listening to silence. Nothing moved, not a leaf or branch; there was no fluttering of pigeon wings.

“Nice to have such stillness in the middle of New York city.” Napoleon bit into his sandwich.

Sitting on a park bench, taking their lunch; they needed some fresh air.

“Not for long,” Illya drew a paper bag from his pocket. Taking out bird seed; he tossed it to the ground.


Birds surrounded them, jockeying for position to get to more food in Illya’s palm.

“Tovarisch, did you have to do that?”

“They are hungry too…”



Date: 2017-01-11 08:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jantojones.livejournal.com
I'd have killed him if he'd done that, LOL. I hate birds anywhere near me.
Great drabble all the same :-)

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