May. 20th, 2015

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Napoleon wanted a costume party but Illya said Nyet!  Like the Beatles, He Wants To Hold Your Hand... Happy Birthday [livejournal.com profile] franciskerst
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"What is that?"

Napoleon wrinkled his nose as the offending object was being pulled from the sack his partner had brought.

"This?  Oh, it is called chòu dòufu, and is a delightful Chinese delicacy."  Napoleon was still making a face as Illya sat down and threatened to actually take a bite.

"You're not going to eat that are you?  Illya, it stinks like…"

" I know, chòu dòufu translated means stinky tofu.  Really though, it is very delicious.  Here, try it."

"Stinky tofu?  You want me to eat stinky tofu?''

April appeared and sat down next to Illya.

"Mmmm, chòu dòufu."
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Halloween Drabbles-2


Napoleon rushed through headquarters,not responding to the greetings of those he passed.


“Well I never,” Julie McMaster huffed.”I thought we had something really special last night and now he ignores me.”


“He’s not ignoring you,” Lisa Rogers quipped.”Napoleon’s heading to medical...Illya’s awake.”


“Oh, that excuses his rudeness.”


“Honey, you need to learn that agents always have each other’s back. Napoleon and Illya are there when they each come from surgery. They’ll sit, waiting in medical all night for the other to wake.”


Julie felt a little ashamed now.”That’s pretty amazing.”


“As are Solo and Kuryakin.”
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As he walked along the hallway, towards his office, Napoleon was beginning to suspect he’d eaten a bad clam the previous evening. This was confirmed when he suddenly vomited. His humiliation, at the loss of his composure and dignity, dispersed extremely quickly when several women ran to him to offer assistance and comfort.

From the other end of the corridor, Illya regarded the scene with wonderment. He wasn’t unsympathetic to his partner’s illness, but he couldn't stop himself from sighing with tedium. Despite looking quite ashen, Solo still winked at Kuryakin, and offered a happy grin.

Illya’s eye roll was inevitable.
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Just a reminder that our second LIFECYCLE of the year, that encompassing HUMOR, opens for posting here on [livejournal.com profile] section7mfu in a little less than a month, e.g., on Saturday, June 13th remaining open through Saturday, June 20th.

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