A Little Drabble Do Ya Wednesday!

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Since every one of the PicFics yesterday were about Illya, I suggested that our Drabble Challenge today be all about Napoleon, fair is fair.   Perhaps we could look upon today as a "Napoleon Appreciation Day," for all you Solo girls.

So compose those drabbles in honor of our Number 1 Section I super spy, Napoleon Solo.

The Randomness of Life Chapter 54~ for A Little Drabble Do Ya, Wednesday drabble challenge 8/7

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Prompted by the poem1 "On A Picture of a black centaur"~William Butler Yeats

What wholesome sun has ripened is wholesome food to eat,

Napoleon Solo stared across the table at his gorgeous dining companion. She was brunette, svelt and unfortunately, Alexander Waverly’s niece.

He wasn’t sure why the Old Man charged him with keeping her entertained, knowing the Solo reputation as an incorrigible ladies man.

Who was he to refuse the request of his boss.


I bring full-flavoured wine out of a barrel found

He filled her glass again from the bottle of Brunello di Montalcino, a red wine from the vineyards of Montalcino in Italy. It was  limpid and had a brilliant garnet color, much like her eyes as they reflected in the candlelight.

“Napoleon Solo, are you trying to get me drunk?” Maude smiled
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And there is none so fit to keep a watch and keep

“Would that I could Maude dear,” he smiled charmingly. “But I’ve made a promise... have to behave myself.”

“I won’t tell,” she pouted.

He closed his eyes, forcing himself to refuse something too good to be true.

“Aw Napoleon, I was just teasing. Wouldn’t want you to lose your job...”

Another Bow Wow - A Little Drabble Do Ya

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It wasn’t easy being Napoleon Solo.
Solo maintained an image of impeccable taste and controlled impulses.  He had a libido that rivaled Casanova, and a line of women who all agreed he could carry the title.
Napoleon was brave and clever, a good combination for a man in the espionage business.
“Illya…’
 Something in Solo’s tone put Illya on alert.
 “Remember Madame Grushenka?”  Illya scowled.
“She called and asked for you.”
“That woman tried to make me into a Русский той.”
“A what?”
“A Russkiy Toy, a little dog.” Napoleon laughed, then feeling clever and being very brave...
“Woof!”

A Little Drabble Do Ya (Sort of) -- RESPONSIBLE INSTINCTS

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Okay, so at 400 words, it's not really a drabble. (Quadruple drabble, anyone?) And I admit it's a bit sappy. But hey, I couldn't let a special Napoleon Solo drabble day pass me by without contributing something.

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Name: RESPONSIBLE INSTINCTS
Genre: GEN
Warnings: None
Length: approx 400 words



( Dabble into the un-drabble under the cut )

A Little Drabble Do Ya: Napoleon Appreciation Day

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Napoleon entered his office and stared at his desk. “What’s all this?” he asked his partner.

“Today is something called ‘Bosses’ Appreciation Day’ and some staff got you cards.”

Delighted, he sat down and read through the pile, placing each card on display. “This is very nice, but nothing from my own partner?” he pouted.

Rolling his eyes Illya replied, “You are my first and best friend and my brother and I would die for you. What else must I say?”

“I’m your favorite boss.”

“You are my favorite blockhead. Do you want that in a card?”

“No, I’m good.”

A Little Drabble Do Ya - Trapped Part 2

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Link To Part One: http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/369925.html



After several hours trapped in the stone chamber water started creeping in.

“Ah, I think we may have a problem here, tovarisch.”

“I wonder where it is coming from.”

Napoleon scrabbled around peering into the dark recesses of the room, trying to identify the source.

“It seems to be coming from everywhere.”

It wasn’t long before it was up to their ankles and it was still rising,
Solo looked at the roof, the square metal grate through which they’d been lowered, six feet above them.

“I wonder how high the water gets?”

“I believe we are going to find out.”