Discovery

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Illya was mesmerized.  The group on the television was playing their hit song that had just become popular in America.  He felt like the band was speaking directly to him.  He made a note of the name of the group and their album and made plans to go to J&R’s Music World across from City Hall on Saturday to buy it.

His partner’s knock interrupted his train of thought.  Napoleon entered his apartment with his key and asked, “What are you watching?”

“The Ed Sullivan Show.  I am enjoying this act.”

“Oh?  Who are they, Partner?”

“They are the Beatles.”

Discovery

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Illya was mesmerized.  The group on the television was playing their hit song that had just become popular in America.  He felt like the band was speaking directly to him.  He made a note of the name of the group and their album and made plans to go to J&R’s Music World across from City Hall on Saturday to buy it.

His partner’s knock interrupted his train of thought.  Napoleon entered his apartment with his key and asked, “What are you watching?”

“The Ed Sullivan Show.  I am enjoying this act.”

“Oh?  Who are they, Partner?”

“They are the Beatles.”

Friday the !3th, an ongoing tale. Chaptesr 1 & 2

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Summary: Just a bit of on-going silliness in honor of a day that comes 'at least' three times a year. Even U.N.C.L.E. agents can be a little superstitious.   Part of my Pre-saga series on ff.net under the name "Mlaw".

Rating: Gen
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“Don’t do that!” Napoleon said as his partner ducked beneath a ladder.

“Why it is just a ladder, there is nothing resting upon it; so no danger of anything falling on me?” Illya answered, a bit confused by his friends warning.

“You don’t know what day it is?”

“Of course I do. I checked my calendar. It is Friday.”

“Yeah, but the date Illya.”

“It is the thirteenth...oh yes that is the date you Americans are so concerned with.”

“Illya, it’s only the most unlucky day of the year.” Solo chided him.

“Napoleon how can a day be unlucky?”

“Bad things just tend to happen on Friday the 13th that’s all”


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Friday the 13th, an ongoing tale. Chapters 1 & 2

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Summary: Just a bit of on-going silliness in honor of a day that comes 'at least' three times a year. Even U.N.C.L.E. agents can be a little superstitious.   Part of my Pre-saga series on ff.net under the name "Mlaw".

Rating: Gen
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“Don’t do that!” Napoleon said as his partner ducked beneath a ladder.

“Why it is just a ladder, there is nothing resting upon it; so no danger of anything falling on me?” Illya answered, a bit confused by his friends warning.

“You don’t know what day it is?”

“Of course I do. I checked my calendar. It is Friday.”

“Yeah, but the date Illya.”

“It is the thirteenth...oh yes that is the date you Americans are so concerned with.”

“Illya, it’s only the most unlucky day of the year.” Solo chided him.

“Napoleon how can a day be unlucky?”

“Bad things just tend to happen on Friday the 13th that’s all”


( Read more... )

Friday the !3th, an ongoing tale. Chapter 3

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link to chapters 1 & 2 :http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/78122.html


CHAPTER 3

Napoleon stepped through his office door with a sense of dread. It was Friday the 13th yet again, and based on past experiences, things might not go well for him. He was on light duty with a sprained right wrist and sighed thinking of his partner.

The last two times the 13th fell on a Friday he had a string of bad luck as did Illya and that being the case; it gnawed away at him like an annoying itch that just wouldn’t go away.


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Friday the 13th, an ongoing tale. Chapter 3

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CHAPTER 3

Napoleon stepped through his office door with a sense of dread. It was Friday the 13th yet again, and based on past experiences, things might not go well for him. He was on light duty with a sprained right wrist and sighed thinking of his partner.

The last two times the 13th fell on a Friday he had a string of bad luck as did Illya and that being the case; it gnawed away at him like an annoying itch that just wouldn’t go away.


( Read more...if you're feeling lucky )

Friday the 13th -an on going tale. Chapter 4

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link to chapter 3 : http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/78451.html
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CHAPTER 4

A bemused bartender at the local watering hole favored by U.N.C.L.E. agents, listened in on a conversation but not surprised what he was hearing.  Spies were a superstitious lot in general, but there were some die hards who brushed it all off as nonsense.

The Barman poured another Ballantine from the tap for the Brit, placing on a coaster in front of him.  The man reached for his wallet, but was waved off, with double tap on the top of the bar, signalling the drink was on the house.




“I just wanna sit back and listen to this here discussion, if yez don’t mind?”

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Friday the 13th -an on going tale. Chapter 4

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link to chapter 3 : http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/78451.html
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CHAPTER 4

A bemused bartender at the local watering hole favored by U.N.C.L.E. agents, listened in on a conversation but not surprised what he was hearing.  Spies were a superstitious lot in general, but there were some die hards who brushed it all off as nonsense.

The Barman poured another Ballantine from the tap for the Brit, placing on a coaster in front of him.  The man reached for his wallet, but was waved off, with double tap on the top of the bar, signalling the drink was on the house.




“I just wanna sit back and listen to this here discussion, if yez don’t mind?”

( Read more... if you dare. )