The Randomness of Life ~Chapter 80

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Prompted by: Archaic Bust Of Apollo ~Delmore Schwartz

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His gaze, contained as in a mirror's grace,

Napoleon stared at himself in the mirror, turning sideways, scrutinizing his

profile, paying particular attention to his waistline.

Tsk, He clicked his tongue, not liking what he saw, resigning himself to visiting the gym.

Perhaps dining out a bit less," he sighed. His vanity wouldn't have a woman see him this way.

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There where love's strength is caught within its nest.

"Napoleon?" Charlene whispered. "Why do we need the lights out? We never have before?

He hesitated, thinking of an excuse. "Just a change of pace. Don't you like exploring in the dark with your hands," he whispered.

"Mmm yes, explore me some more Napoleon."

"Glad to oblige my dear."

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Nor would it glisten like a stallion's hide,

A week later, Napoleon stood before a mirror in the locker room, studying his profile yet again.

Illya stepped from the shower stall, observing his partner's behavior.

"Napoleon...you are the most vain man I have ever met."

"Illya you never gain an ounce. Unlike you, normal people have to be more careful.

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All places scrutinize you. You must be reborn.

I am not abnormal. I am like...a sports car that runs on higher octane," Illya smiled.

"Yeah but a sports car requires more maintenance, which you don't do. I think the sports car analogy suits me better, chum."

"You better see a mechanic then...my friend."

"Cute, very cute," Solo snickered

Wednesday's Child ... definitely not April Dancer

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However, we can still celebrate our barrier breaking super girl agent on our middle day of MFU activities.
There are stories, photos, drabbles and discussions to be had that center around April.  Whether she's alone or partnered with Mark, her exploits have left a mark on our fandom and the stories that come out of it.  Romantic liaisons, working relationships... take your pick.  Let's see what Wednesdays looks like when April is the central character.
I'm starting with a story originally posted for PicFic Tuesday where April has a 'first' encounter with the Russian.
Tight Spot

Wednesday's Child: "The New Kid on the block"

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Here's a taste of my story introducing April Dancer as a new Section II Field Agent.

Summary: Napoleon and Illya are introduced to the newest and only female Section II agent. This is a longer story based on a short fic. posted in honor of Stephanie Powers 70th birthday for the picfic Tuesday challenge.


"Hallo you wankers," "Mark Slate greeted Solo and Kuryakin with his usual enthusiasm. " I'd like to introduce you to my new partner."

"Napoleon Solo, Illya Kuryakin, this is Miss April Dancer, the first female Section II agent in all of U.N.C.L.E."

Napoleon nearly choked on his coffee, trying not to spit it out. Illya came to his aide, slapping him on the back until he was able to breathe.

"You must excuse my partner Miss Dancer, the sight of a lovely woman such as yourself and the thought of you being in harms way as a field operative can be quite disconcerting to a man such as he." Illya spoke calmly, not batting an eye.

April was dressed rather conservatively in a grey mini dress. Yet she watched Solo eye her up and down, with her long auburn hair apparently drawing his attention. She'd been warned of his reputation with the ladies and had already heard his name as well as that of Kuryakin mentioned quite a bit at Survival School.

Napoleon flashed a gorgeous smile. "Perhaps I could show you around and give you some advice on the perils of being a Section II agent...say, over dinner and drinks?"

"Really Mr. Solo?" She snapped back with just a tinge of sarcasm in her voice." That's so sweet of you, darling, but I assure you I can take care of myself very well and besides, I have a capable partner in Mark Slate and he has the honor of being my tour guide."

"You can call me Napoleon by the way," he purred, even though he'd just been shot down.

"So there you are, you ponces." Mark smiled as he took April by the arm, leading her away to be introduced to the staff in communications. "How are you with computers luv?"

"I can hold my own Mark, dear." She fluttered her eye lashes, and smiled, melting the Brit's heart in one shot.

for the rest of the story : https://www.fanfiction.net/s/8678662/1/The-New-Kid-On-the-Block

Our Girl From U.N.C.L.E.... Wednesday is now April Dancer Day on Section VII!

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* thanks to who ever did this manip. Couldn't find info.

Wednesday's Child: Rescued

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Rescued

Originally written for the Picfic Tuesday Challenge, April has to save her partner.  The link takes you to AO3.