The Great Episode Challenge for June 2015

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Challenge #1:

In season two’s “The Foxes and Hounds Affair,” UNCLE and THRUSH are both attempting to take possession of a “Thought Interpreter” machine. Merlin, the inventor, proves to Illya that it works by pointing the machine at him and pulling out two thoughts; one involving Napoleon and the other regarding his childhood in Kiev, prompting the Russian to snap, “That’s enough!” The challenge is: What exactly was he thinking?

Challenge #2:

Also from season two, “The Ultimate Computer Affair,” introduced us to Sara aka “Sweetie Pie” as Napoleon called her, prompting Mr. Waverly to refer to her as “Agent Sweetie Pie.” She’s been in the Secret Map Room with Napoleon at least once and he seems intent on luring her back there. The challenge is: Why was she resisting?

As always, there are rules and these are the GEC’s:

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Happy writing!

It's National Hug Your Cat Day... How About Some Stories

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I know they're out there, our stories featuring cats and agents.  If you want to rec a cat/mfu story, today is a perfect day for it.

For National hug your cat day "Agent Boris"- redux

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Illya Kuryakin’s glasses slipped down from the bridge of his nose as he buried it farther into the journal that he was devouring as though it were a good bowl of chicken soup.

It was satisfying but would leave him wanting more...a second bowl perhaps?

He scavenged through the precarious pile of periodicals that sat upon the desk in his office at home. He'd been meaning to organize and sort them, but never seemed to find the time.

"Perhaps today would be a prime day to complete it?" He proposed to himself.

Then success, as he found the follow-up to the publication that he’d just finished perusing. He proceeded to again bury his proboscis in it, leaning his elbows on the desk as he pondered the prognostications published within; a protracted view of power sources that he thought were not not possible yet.

He suddenly felt one of his hands being rubbed most persistently by a particular puss.

"Hello Boris old girl," the Russian smiled at the grey cat. Her powerful purring proceeded to pull him away from his project, as felines are proficient at providing distraction from one's pastime. Her perspicacity persisted.

"Perhaps a moment," he smiled as he gave her a pet.

"Pussycat, you are very good at distracting me away from my plan? Could you perhaps have an association with a particular genus of bird known as THRUSH... one that you would not have the proclivity to eat?"

She replied with a "Prrrt!"

Cats are very good at what they do. They get your attention, saying to you with their big saucer eyes and the rubbing and the purring,'pay attention to me please?' They are covert creatures by nature; they manipulate you, trick you and pounce when you least expect it. They live in their own veiled world of the chase and capture,not unlike a spy.

"Pazhalusta, tol'kol na mgnovenie, ya dolzhen zakondhit' svoy predlagaemyi plan_please just for a moment, I must finish my proposed plan, puss?"

But for a moment or two nothing else mattered while he pandered to her, as she too provided him with a momentary indulgence, pulling him away from his preoccupation.

Once satisfied with his pamperings; she payed him no mind, having been provided with what she had sought; she proceeded to perambulate to his lap, purring herself to sleep.

"Ah you are trying to lure me with your powers of persuasion?" Illya smiled.

He suddenly found that he had indeed lost interest in his paperwork, passing on another opportunity to again perfect his plan.

He closed his eyes, joining her as he purred to himself in his own fashion, capitulating to her petition to join in her nap.

In Honor of National Hug Your Cat Day: Of Cats & Spies Redux

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Of Cats and Spies

The link takes you to AO3.  This was originally posted for a Picfic Tuesday Challenge.