"Waxing Poetic" for the Short Affair Challenge

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Challenge: The Short Affair

-Prompt Word #1 - Sculpture

-Prompt Colour – Green

Author: mrua7

Title: ‘Waxing Poetic’

Word count: Approx. 681

Spring had finally arrived, and none too soon as far as Napoleon Solo was concerned.  The crocuses and daffodils were blooming in the parks, bringing a welcome splash of color to what had been a drab grey winter.

St. Patrick’s day with its green displayed everywhere, thanks to the parade down Fifth Avenue had come and gone; it had warmed up for the day but people viewing it were still bundled up in their winter coats and hats.

The closest thing he saw to a leg were the pipers in their kilts marching along with their wailing bagpipes. He shivered at that thought.

Though he still had plenty of dates and amorous rendezvous with many's a lovely lady over the winter, that was an indoor activity. In the outside world his other favorite pastime of girl watched screeched to a complete halt. Too cold, no women strolled; they rushed and scurried about in the cold, trying to get where they were going.

Now the coats were off as it was over sixty degrees outside and Solo decided to take his lunch in Central Park, hoping to do a little girl watching.  He tried convincing his partner to join him but Illya was too interested in working down in his lab, finishing up an experiment he was working on; some sort of upgrade to the UNCLE communicator.

“Your loss tovarisch,” he toodled his goodbye and left his partner sitting in their office.

He stopped at a local deli, had a nice pastrami on rye sandwich made along with a cup of coffee to go, after which he grabbed a taxi.

When he arrived the sun was shining brightly even more flowers were blooming and there were women everywhere, with the same idea of having their lunch outside.

The coats were off, revealing their shapely legs, and even a few of them risked wearing a miniskirt.

“Ahhhh,” he sighed to himself. Whoever invented the mini was a pure genius. Sure he saw ‘calves’ back at headquarters but the women working their were wearing longer pencil skirts...which had their own allure, but there was nothing like a shorter or free flowing skirt on a lovely lady.

He hadn’t even opened his sandwich as he was getting into watching the leggy ladies stroll past him. A few turned and smiled at him and he returned them with one of his own flirtatious smiles, adding that ‘come hither’ look.  Still it didn’t work but he had confidence that eventually it would.

“Napoleon?” It was Kuryakin who broke his reverie.

“Change your mind tovarisch?”

“No. I am afraid to break up your communing with the Vernal Equinox and the parade of women lingering within your field of vision; you have to return to headquarters as Mr. Waverly has an assignment for us.”

“Why not just call me on my comm...wait. I left it on my desk.”

“Hmm, an accident or on purpose my friend?”

“It was a mistake.”

“Could have been subliminal,” Illya sniggered. “Time to go.”

Napoleon sighed, and as they left the park together, pausing for a brief second for Solo to hand his sandwich and coffee to a bum sitting on the sidewalk, holding out a cup for change.

Illya dropped some pocket change and hurried off his partner.

“By the way Napoleon I think you will find the destination of our assignment most agreeable.”

“Where?”

“Tahiti.”

Solo whistled and that was promptly followed by a huge grin.

“Remember it is an assignment,” Illya warned.

“Of course I won’t forget, but I’m sure I’ll get to enjoy the view of some of the local natives each looking like a beautiful sculpture wrapped in a sarong, with flowers in their hair.”

Illya reached over and placed his hand on his partner’s forehead, making Napoleon jerk away.  “What are you doing?”

“Just checking to see if you have a fever.”

Solo laughed. “No, no fever...just waxing poeting. It is Spring after all.”

Comments

[laurose8.livejournal.com]

Glad they get Tahiti - I'm sure Illya won't object too much, either. Nice ending, too.

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Thank you! Well Illya isn't a fan of tropical heat so he might mind just a little, Napoleon however is a happy camper.

Glad you liked it!

[pfrye.livejournal.com]

Ah - that is nice. It's raining and cold here on the Southern Washington coast but I did just see three robins - the first of the year.

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Thanks so much for reading and commenting. Glad you enjoyed the story on your cold and raining day.

I've been seeing Robins for a few week, and I guess those 65 and 70 ˚ days fooled them, still seeing them during our snow storm last week. It's still pretty chilly here and hoping the extreme cold and snow didn't kill the flowers...sigh.

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

The joys of watching the talent in the park. Napoleon is often a man of simple pleasures :-)

Spring was warming up nicely here, then today I woke up to cold rain with the threat of snow tomorrow.

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

That's a very apt description of Napoleon. Thank you and glad you liked it.

Sunny but chilly here. Most of our snow is melted, but I haven't stepped out the door to see what plants survived. The storm ruined the crocuses, and daffodils. Hoping the few hyacinths have will still bloom for Easter...sigh.

Hope you don't get any snow!

[ssclassof56.livejournal.com]

Very nice. Perfect for the first day of spring. It made me think of the line of poetry:
In the Spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love.

Napoleon's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of legs. :D

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Thank you! Glad you liked the story. I liked your quote too!

Napoleon already has his nocturnal indoor activities to keep him occupied, but the sight of a woman's shapely leg still gets him every time. lol!

Here's a link to one of my older pieces on Spring: It's called "The flowers that bloom in the Spring. Tra-la!" I think you'll get the reference.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7942006/1/The-Flowers-that-bloom-in-the-Spring-tra-la

[ssclassof56.livejournal.com]

Another good one. Mikado! :)

The Pirates of Penzance with Kevin Kline is one of my all time favorites. I can sing the whole thing. :D

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Arigato! Did you ever see the movie "Topsy Turvy?" Loved it. Filled with great British actors...a few starred in the Harry Potter movies.

Lest we forget the HMS Pinafore (actually stuck in my head from Star Trek Insurrection. lol!)

"A British tar is a soaring soul,
As free as a mountain bird,
His energetic fist should be ready to resist
A dictatorial word.
His nose should pant,
and his lip should curl,
His cheeks should flame
and his brow should furl,
His bosom should heave,
and his heart should glow,
And his fist be ever ready for a knock-down blow!