All Bottled Up - PicFic for 5/7

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This was set to go up last night and the internet went down.  Es verdad.  I'm taking liberties and posting it here today, and it is part 3 of what began as Stranger Things Have Happened, followed by Duck and Cover.
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Movie Magic - A Little Drabble Do Ya

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“Napoleon, have you noticed anything odd lately?”

The American looked sideways at his partner.

“Are you serious?  Everything about our lives is odd.”

The blond shook his head, trying to summon the correct way to phrase his observations.

“No, that is not what I meant.  It is just … Some of the women have been staring at me … more than usual.”

“Doctor Zhivago.”

“Bohze moi… No wonder they look so starry eyed.”

“Have you seen the movie?  What are you smiling about?”

“Well, it might not hurt to take advantage of this turn in attitude toward Russians.”

“Sneaky Bolshevik.”

The Randomness of Life Chapter 40~ for A Little Drabble Do Ya, Wednesday drabble challenge 5/8

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Prompted by: Interlude~ Amy Lowell

When I have smoothed the seam of the linen I have been working;
What then?

His time was almost up and it had been a lovely weekend with Cherie...in fact too lovely. Napoleon felt a tug on his heartstrings, something he hadn’t experienced in a long time.

Was he developing ‘feelings’ for the woman? Not good, at least not for a

spy like him.

How much more beautiful is the moon,

Their last night together was one of perfection. Drinking, eating...making love and enjoying the stars in the sky as they surrounded a large harvest moon.

He tried not to speak of his emotions, changing the topic when it came too close to the mark. Did she feel the same?

Still, Upon your face.

He stroked her cheek, finally giving into his heart and told her the truth.

“Cherie, I think I’m falling for you, and I hope you’re feeling the same way too?”

She looked at him oddly, not saying a word as she pulled him into a passionate kiss. Was this a yes?

I think, when we have shut and barred the door,

“Have to be honest; it was just about the sex for me. I thought you understood that?” She smiled innocently.

He sat there with his mouth open. He’d laid his heart open and felt crushed. Was this what he’d done to women all these years?

Cherie left in a cab.

The Randomness of Life Chapter 40~ for A Little Drabble Do Ya 5/8

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Prompted by: Interlude~ Amy Lowell

When I have smoothed the seam of the linen I have been working;
What then?

His time was almost up and it had been a lovely weekend with Cherie...in fact too lovely. Napoleon felt a tug on his heartstrings, something he hadn’t experienced in a long time.

Was he developing ‘feelings’ for the woman? Not good, at least not for a

spy like him.

How much more beautiful is the moon,

Their last night together was one of perfection. Drinking, eating...making love and enjoying the stars in the sky as they surrounded a large harvest moon.

He tried not to speak of his emotions, changing the topic when it came too close to the mark. Did she feel the same?

 

Still, Upon your face.

He stroked her cheek, finally giving into his heart and told her the truth.

“Cherie, I think I’m falling for you, and I hope you’re feeling the same way too?”

She looked at him oddly, not saying a word as she pulled him into a passionate kiss. Was this a yes?

 

I think, when we have shut and barred the door,

“Have to be honest; it was just about the sex for me. I thought you understood that?” She smiled innocently.

He sat there with his mouth open. He’d laid his heart open and felt crushed. Was this what he’d done to women all these years?

Cherie left in a cab.

 

A Little Drabble Do Ya: Early Mother's Day

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“Hello?’

“Aunt Amy!”

“How is my favorite nephew?”

“Fine. I’m just calling to wish you an early Happy Mother’s Day because Illya and I are flying to Europe this evening and I doubt we’ll be back by Sunday.”

“Oh and I was looking forward to seeing you both!”

“When we return, Napoleon will treat us both to dinner at Luchow’s.”

“Illya!”

“Happy early Mother’s Day, Aunt Amy.”

“Give me the phone. Auntie, we have to run. You behave yourself while we’re gone. We love you!”

“I love you both! Goodbye.” Napoleon and Illya are the best nephews in the world!

A Little Drabble Do Ya - Lost And Found

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The helicopter’s engine spewed out thick black smoke, Illya struggled to keep control of the aircraft, knowing it‘s remaining time in the air was going to be incredibly short.

“Napoleon, we are going down, I will try to land in one piece.”

“That would be appreciated,” Solo replied grimly as he held on.

The ground rushed up to meet them…….

Napoleon awoke in a hospital room.

“Where’s Illya?” he asked a nurse checking him.

“Your companion? I’m sorry, he didn’t make it.”

That news was something he wouldn’t believe.

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In another room in another building, a blond Russian was waking.