A Drabble a Day Discussions of life--Gifts?

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Napoleon knocked on Illya’s door.

“A minute.” I asy, come bme back later

Napoleon could hear crashing, things falling, and a few Russian curses.

“Are you okay?’

Worried he was just about to use his key to let himself in when the door was opened.

“What happened, it sounded like a war in here?’”

“I was moving something.”

Napoleon noticed a lump under a blanket. Lifting the cover, he saw wrapped gifts and looked surprised at his non-Christmas partner.

“Christmas presents?”

“Others give me gifts so it is only courteous that I return the thoughtfulness.”

“And I’ll defend your right to stick to that explanation,” Napoleon said grinning.

A Drabble a Day Discussions of life--Gifts?

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Napoleon knocked on Illya’s door.

“A minute.” I asy, come bme back later

Napoleon could hear crashing, things falling, and a few Russian curses.

“Are you okay?’

Worried he was just about to use his key to let himself in when the door was opened.

“What happened, it sounded like a war in here?’”

“I was moving something.”

Napoleon noticed a lump under a blanket. Lifting the cover, he saw wrapped gifts and looked surprised at his non-Christmas partner.

“Christmas presents?”

“Others give me gifts so it is only courteous that I return the thoughtfulness.”

“And I’ll defend your right to stick to that explanation,” Napoleon said grinning.

The New Kid on the Block~chapter 14

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link to chapter 13: http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/186255.html
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The Thrush representative overseeing the operation poured himself a brandy as he sat in Joseph Oystracher's office, preparing for this so-called meeting. He wasn't pleased it had been arranged and feared the lust the Ukrainian had for the redhead had made him lose his focus and clouded his senses.

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The New Kid on the Block~chapter 14

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link to chapter 13: http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/186255.html
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The Thrush representative overseeing the operation poured himself a brandy as he sat in Joseph Oystracher's office, preparing for this so-called meeting. He wasn't pleased it had been arranged and feared the lust the Ukrainian had for the redhead had made him lose his focus and clouded his senses.

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Jingle those bells Santa, or is it Ded Moroz?

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Just a little Christmas fun...




Napoleon Solo woke with a start, hearing a noise coming from somewhere out in his apartment. The alarm hadn’t been triggered and he wondered if it was Illya, as the Russian was prone to drop in out of the blue, especially if he’d been out drinking or after his other more rare nocturnal activities.

The American slipped his Special from beneath his pillow, just in case, silently throwing back the covers as he tiptoed across the hardwood floor.

He peeked around the door post, but with only a little light coming from the front windows, he could barely see a thing. There was no movement that he could hear or see and pondered he might have dreamt  it.


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Jingle those bells Santa, or is it Ded Moroz?

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Just a little Christmas fun...




Napoleon Solo woke with a start, hearing a noise coming from somewhere out in his apartment. The alarm hadn’t been triggered and he wondered if it was Illya, as the Russian was prone to drop in out of the blue, especially if he’d been out drinking or after his other more rare nocturnal activities.

The American slipped his Special from beneath his pillow, just in case, silently throwing back the covers as he tiptoed across the hardwood floor.

He peeked around the door post, but with only a little light coming from the front windows, he could barely see a thing. There was no movement that he could hear or see and pondered he might have dreamt  it.


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Someone brought cookies to the Reading Room...

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Where there are cookies, maybe there's a story to enjoy as well.  Here's another early entry from the annals of MFU Christmas stories.  This one has always fascinated me, and I've read it more than once (or twice).  So, here for your enjoyment is
Ghosts Never Die (file40.net) by  franciskerst

Someone brought cookies to the Reading Room...

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

Where there are cookies, maybe there's a story to enjoy as well.  Here's another early entry from the annals of MFU Christmas stories.  This one has always fascinated me, and I've read it more than once (or twice).  So, here for your enjoyment is
Ghosts Never Die (file40.net) by  franciskerst

It's a New Day, Part II

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“Napoleon, you have to admit that women are much more capable than American society believes.  April Dancer is the first female Section II, but I doubt she will be the last.  If you do not change your perception of women and their roles, I fear your tenure as CEA might be jeopardized.”

“You think Mr. Waverly would remove me?” Napoleon asked incredulously.

“I think it is within the realm of possibility.”  Napoleon stood and put on his coat.  “Where are you going?”

“Home.  You’ve given me a lot to think about, Partner.  ‘Night.”

You will make the right choice, Napoleon.

It's a New Day, Part II

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“Napoleon, you have to admit that women are much more capable than American society believes.  April Dancer is the first female Section II, but I doubt she will be the last.  If you do not change your perception of women and their roles, I fear your tenure as CEA might be jeopardized.”

“You think Mr. Waverly would remove me?” Napoleon asked incredulously.

“I think it is within the realm of possibility.”  Napoleon stood and put on his coat.  “Where are you going?”

“Home.  You’ve given me a lot to think about, Partner.  ‘Night.”

You will make the right choice, Napoleon.