January 26 Drabble

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"Chicken, pork, beef or seafood?"

"Pork."

"Spicy, sweet or savory?"

"Spicy."

"Noodles or rice?"

"We cannot have both?"

"I guess."

"Then both."

"White or fried rice?"

"You are making this more difficult than it needs to be, Napoleon."

"Oh? How do you normally order?"

"Shall I demonstrate?"

"Please."

dialing

"Good evening, Mister Huang. Two each of the daily specials. Yes. Both. Thirty minutes? Thank you."

"Cheater."

January 26 Drabble

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"Chicken, pork, beef or seafood?"

"Pork."

"Spicy, sweet or savory?"

"Spicy."

"Noodles or rice?"

"We cannot have both?"

"I guess."

"Then both."

"White or fried rice?"

"You are making this more difficult than it needs to be, Napoleon."

"Oh? How do you normally order?"

"Shall I demonstrate?"

"Please."

dialing

"Good evening, Mister Huang. Two each of the daily specials. Yes. Both. Thirty minutes? Thank you."

"Cheater."

Virtue Leads The Way

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I suppose it can be said that Virtue is its own reward.  Well, in this case it most certainly is.  

Virtue Leads The Way

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I suppose it can be said that Virtue is its own reward.  Well, in this case it most certainly is.  

Illya in mid-search for felines during the ‘Bridge of Lions Affair'...a drabble

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“Hisssssss, mraooooooooh!”

“Stoi!”

The cat lashed out, clawing at the well-intentioned Russian as he tried to pull her from the Soho sewer. He grabbed the scruff of the neck, then she relaxed and went limp as if he were her mother carrying her.

Once in his arms, she settled and began to purr loudly, then Illya became filled with doubt.

He looked into her exotic eyes. “No, you are too pretty. I will not give you to Thrush,” he smiled, letting her go.

“Better to look for a nasty old Tomcat instead, enh?”

“Hisssssss.

“Ow!  Ingrate...”

Illya in mid-search for felines during the ‘Bridge of Lions Affair'...a drabble

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“Hisssssss, mraooooooooh!”

“Stoi!”

The cat lashed out, clawing at the well-intentioned Russian as he tried to pull her from the Soho sewer. He grabbed the scruff of the neck, then she relaxed and went limp as if he were her mother carrying her.

Once in his arms, she settled and began to purr loudly, then Illya became filled with doubt.

He looked into her exotic eyes. “No, you are too pretty. I will not give you to Thrush,” he smiled, letting her go.

“Better to look for a nasty old Tomcat instead, enh?”

“Hisssssss.

“Ow!  Ingrate...”

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