Little drabble does ya--Why

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Why do they do what they do?  They ask each other:

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Little drabble does ya--Why

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Why do they do what they do?  They ask each other:

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I put A Spell On You Chapter 3

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link to chapter 2: http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/58829.html
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Illya claimed he felt no guilt;  she had been warned and paid the ultimate price for not listening.  In spite of what was said, Napoleon suspected her loss weighed heavily upon his friend’s weary shoulders, but the Russian was a master at masking his feelings, showing no outward signs of what was churning within him.


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I put A Spell On You Chapter 3

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link to chapter 2: http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/58829.html
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Illya claimed he felt no guilt;  she had been warned and paid the ultimate price for not listening.  In spite of what was said, Napoleon suspected her loss weighed heavily upon his friend’s weary shoulders, but the Russian was a master at masking his feelings, showing no outward signs of what was churning within him.


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Annoying - A Little Drabble Do Ya - Double Drabble

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“I told you I’m… achhh… fine.”

“Yeah, that sounds just great, Illya.  Where are you hit?”

Silence and then the sound of something hitting the floor.

“Illya?  Damn stubborn Russian…”

“I am still here, Napoleon.”

Sneaky Russian.

“What was that noise?”

Another thump caused both men to aim their weapons towards the sound.

“I thought you darted that last Thrush.  I wasn’t counting on reinforcements.”

“Nor I, Napoleon.  They sometimes fail to cooperate with us, something that is quite annoying.”

Another thump and the UNCLE agents decided it wasn’t a person after all.  Something else was making that noise, and down here in this tunnel the sound was simply amplified.  They continued to make their way towards a glimmer of light, and what they hoped was the way out of the satrapy they had infiltrated earlier.  It just hadn’t been quite the success either of them had planned.

“Right shoulder.”

“What? Oh.  Bleeding much?”

Illya shook his head in the darkness, something that caused him to suddenly feel dizzy. 

“Not bleeding, just…”

Napoleon caught Illya just as the blond started to slump, supporting him as he half dragged the smaller man to the end of the tunnel.

“Annoying as hell.”

Annoying - A Little Drabble Do Ya - Double Drabble

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“I told you I’m… achhh… fine.”

“Yeah, that sounds just great, Illya.  Where are you hit?”

Silence and then the sound of something hitting the floor.

“Illya?  Damn stubborn Russian…”

“I am still here, Napoleon.”

Sneaky Russian.

“What was that noise?”

Another thump caused both men to aim their weapons towards the sound.

“I thought you darted that last Thrush.  I wasn’t counting on reinforcements.”

“Nor I, Napoleon.  They sometimes fail to cooperate with us, something that is quite annoying.”

Another thump and the UNCLE agents decided it wasn’t a person after all.  Something else was making that noise, and down here in this tunnel the sound was simply amplified.  They continued to make their way towards a glimmer of light, and what they hoped was the way out of the satrapy they had infiltrated earlier.  It just hadn’t been quite the success either of them had planned.

“Right shoulder.”

“What? Oh.  Bleeding much?”

Illya shook his head in the darkness, something that caused him to suddenly feel dizzy. 

“Not bleeding, just…”

Napoleon caught Illya just as the blond started to slump, supporting him as he half dragged the smaller man to the end of the tunnel.

“Annoying as hell.”

A Little Drabble Do Ya: First Week

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“Why did The Old Man let a Commie into UNCLE?  Stinks to have a Commie period but, in New York?”

“I heard the CIA follows him everywhere; when they find that pinko’s handlers, they’ll throw his ass in jail so fast his head will...  Mr. Solo!  May we help you?”

“Yes, you can either stop spewing your ignorant rants in this commissary, these hallways and these offices or you can man our Antarctica facility and rant all you want.  Which is it?”

“Um, we’ll stop, sir; sorry.”

“Here’s your coffee, Illya.  Sorry I took so long.”

“Anything happen?”

“No.”

A Little Drabble Do Ya: First Week

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“Why did The Old Man let a Commie into UNCLE?  Stinks to have a Commie period but, in New York?”

“I heard the CIA follows him everywhere; when they find that pinko’s handlers, they’ll throw his ass in jail so fast his head will...  Mr. Solo!  May we help you?”

“Yes, you can either stop spewing your ignorant rants in this commissary, these hallways and these offices or you can man our Antarctica facility and rant all you want.  Which is it?”

“Um, we’ll stop, sir; sorry.”

“Here’s your coffee, Illya.  Sorry I took so long.”

“Anything happen?”

“No.”