Back to Nature - A Little Drabble Do Ya

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“It is a lovely day, Napoleon.  Perhaps you would like to join me for lunch in the park.”

Napoleon Solo always thought it somehow odd when his partner yielded to his naturalist aesthetic.  He supposed it was consistent with the brooding Russian to revert to the elements periodically.

“You feeling okay, tovarisch?  Anything driving you to the great outdoors?”

Illya cocked his head to one side, his eyes a blue shade that rivaled the sky overhead.

“It is good for the soul, my friend, and we must always take stock of that part of our being.”

Napoleon marveled at that.

Back to Nature - A Little Drabble Do Ya

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

“It is a lovely day, Napoleon.  Perhaps you would like to join me for lunch in the park.”

Napoleon Solo always thought it somehow odd when his partner yielded to his naturalist aesthetic.  He supposed it was consistent with the brooding Russian to revert to the elements periodically.

“You feeling okay, tovarisch?  Anything driving you to the great outdoors?”

Illya cocked his head to one side, his eyes a blue shade that rivaled the sky overhead.

“It is good for the soul, my friend, and we must always take stock of that part of our being.”

Napoleon marveled at that.

The Randomness of Life~ for A Little Drabble Do Ya

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Half-drabbles inspired by lines from single poems

Prompted by: How noteless Men, and Pleiads, stand ~Emily Dickinson

Forever from the Eye-

Ours is a precarious existence, being shot at and blown up one day, to sitting drinking wine and eating cheese along the Champs Elysees,” Illya said.

“Mais ouis, never know who’s behind us,” Napoleon answered.

“Or in front...speaking of which, I think we are being watched.”

“Here we go again.”

O'ertakenless, as the Air—

“I cannot go a step farther, leave me,” the Russian said.

“Hang in my friend, we’re almost there.” Napoleon smiled.

“Seriously, must I go to Coney Island with you?”

“They have the best hot dogs...Nathan’s Famous, come on Illya?”

“Honestly Napoleon, your epicurien preferences leave much to be desired.”

without a syllable-

Theirs was a unique relationship; reading each other with no words needed.

Now there wasn’t a choice; be silent or die.

Illya lay in the snow on a lonely part of the ski slope, his ankle broken.

To call out meant death from above.. avalanche.

Would Napoleon sense his predicament?

The Randomness of Life~ for A Little Drabble Do Ya

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Half-drabbles inspired by lines from single poems

Prompted by: How noteless Men, and Pleiads, stand ~Emily Dickinson

Forever from the Eye-

Ours is a precarious existence, being shot at and blown up one day, to sitting drinking wine and eating cheese along the Champs Elysees,” Illya said.

“Mais ouis, never know who’s behind us,” Napoleon answered.

“Or in front...speaking of which, I think we are being watched.”

“Here we go again.”

O'ertakenless, as the Air—

“I cannot go a step farther, leave me,” the Russian said.

“Hang in my friend, we’re almost there.” Napoleon smiled.

“Seriously, must I go to Coney Island with you?”

“They have the best hot dogs...Nathan’s Famous, come on Illya?”

“Honestly Napoleon, your epicurien preferences leave much to be desired.”

without a syllable-

Theirs was a unique relationship; reading each other with no words needed.

Now there wasn’t a choice; be silent or die.

Illya lay in the snow on a lonely part of the ski slope, his ankle broken.

To call out meant death from above.. avalanche.

Would Napoleon sense his predicament?

A little Drabble will do ya--Cars

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Cars are important in their work but each has a different belief in what is important


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A little Drabble will do ya--Cars

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Cars are important in their work but each has a different belief in what is important


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Snack Time - A Sugar and Spies Story

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“What’s that, Daddy?”  Leona asked as she climbed into her father’s lap, “Can I have some?”  When Napoleon looked at her and raised his eyebrows, she amended, “May I have some?”

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Snack Time - A Sugar and Spies Story

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“What’s that, Daddy?”  Leona asked as she climbed into her father’s lap, “Can I have some?”  When Napoleon looked at her and raised his eyebrows, she amended, “May I have some?”

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A Little Drabble Do Ya: Fall

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“I love this time of year,” Illya said as he and Napoleon exited Del Floria’s on their way to the airport to head west to determine if THRUSH had figured out a way to beat the house in Las Vegas in order to fill their coffers.  “The temperature and humidity are quite comfortable and I do not sweat through my clothes.”

Napoleon replied, “September in New York is a beautiful time of year.  Too bad we’ll be in Vegas as the temperature there will be in the upper 90s all week.”

“THRUSH will regret forcing me to Vegas.”

“I’m sure.”

A Little Drabble Do Ya: Fall

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“I love this time of year,” Illya said as he and Napoleon exited Del Floria’s on their way to the airport to head west to determine if THRUSH had figured out a way to beat the house in Las Vegas in order to fill their coffers.  “The temperature and humidity are quite comfortable and I do not sweat through my clothes.”

Napoleon replied, “September in New York is a beautiful time of year.  Too bad we’ll be in Vegas as the temperature there will be in the upper 90s all week.”

“THRUSH will regret forcing me to Vegas.”

“I’m sure.”