PicFic Tuesday Challenge--My Life for a Drink

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( The bullets were flying )

Picfic Tuesday: Getting to Know You

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Illya was sitting on his black couch that Napoleon affectionately called “The Little Bear” waiting for his dinner guest to arrive. He had jumped up to check the condition of his dinner three times. The last time he did, he forced himself to calm down. Bozhe moy, I am being ridiculous. It is not like she has never been here before and it is not like it is a date. Damn Napoleon! I wasn’t nervous until he started teasing me!

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"The Water of Life Affair"~ for the PicFic Tuesday Challenge 5/7 Part-Two

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LJ wouldn't let me put up as a single post.. It said it too long, but I've posted longer fics without a problem....go figure.



The agents arrived the next morning at Vienna International Airport, with Illya was dressed in his charcoal grey uniform, black leather gloves, and sporting a pair of aviator sunglasses. He retrieved their luggage, while Napoleon, much to his partner’s dismay, dove head on into his role. Solo stood by, not offering to help.

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"The Water of Life Affair"~ for the PicFic Tuesday Challenge 5/7 Part-one

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“Gentlemen, this is your new assignment,” Alexander Waverly said as he tossed a pair of folders on his conference table, sending them round to Solo and Kuryakin.

“Grand Marnier?” Napoleon was puzzled.

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"The Water of Life Affair"~for the 5/7 picfic Tuesday challenge

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"Gentlemen, this is your new assignment," Alexander Waverly said as he tossed a pair of folders on his conference table, sending them round to Solo and Kuryakin.

Illya pulled his tinted reading glasses from his pocket, putting them on and immediately set about examining his packet.

"Grand Marnier?" Napoleon was puzzled.

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PicFic 5/7

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Never Assume

As he settled into a chair beside his partner, Napoleon couldn't help but notice the pair of bottles resting near Mister Waverly.  His eyes kept straying to them as the meeting started - they were just so out of place.  Both the shape of the bottles and the red ribbons told him that they were Grand Marnier, though why they were there was the question on his mind.

Of course, Mister Waverly noticed that Napoleon's gaze was not on him and called him on it.

"Is the day's briefing boring you, Mister Solo?"

Illya managed to keep a straight face even though seeing his partner flushing like a child caught with a hand in the cookie jar was a rare sight.

"No, Mister Waverly.  Sorry, sir.  I suppose I'm just more accustomed to seeing tea or coffee in here."

Mister Waverly glanced to the side, then gave a slight chuckle as he realized what it was Napoleon had been looking at.

"Ah yes.  Those are just resting there until I take them home this evening.  Rather a ritual at our household to have Crepe Suzette with Sunday brunch and I had allowed our supply of Grand Marnier to become low."

"Mrs. Waverly likes to cook crepes?"

The look on Mister Waverly's face grew even more amused.

"No.  I do.  Now, shall we recommence with our briefing, gentlemen?"

After they returned to their office, Napoleon chuckled as he sank into his chair.

"Well, chum?  I guess that proves the old adage that you learn something new every day."

"Actually, today only confirmed what I already knew, Napoleon."

"And what's that?"

"Never assume anything where either Waverly is concerned."

Picfic tuesday 05-07 - One Bottle Or Two?

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The dank stone passageway echoed to the sound of careful footsteps, outside it was an unbearably hot summer’s day; down in the maze of tunnels it was comfortably cool, much to Illya’s relief.

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