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Post your drabbles, those 100 word gems that tell a story in just a few words.
Whether you choose a single drabble, double or triple just make your words count.
Oct. 14th, 2015
glennagirl.livejournal.comPost your drabbles, those 100 word gems that tell a story in just a few words.
Whether you choose a single drabble, double or triple just make your words count.
Au Natural - A Little Drabble Do Ya
Oct. 14th, 2015 08:20 amglennagirl.livejournal.comThe aftermath of an affair in the Appalachian Mountains had left two UNCLE agents in need of care. Fortunately the 'innocent' was a doctor providing services for the people of the region..
"Here, drink this. You're not well yet Mr. Solo." Napoleon turned up his nose at the strange aroma, something slightly fruity but infused with the unfamiliar.
"What is this?" She smiled, his was a typical response.
"Apple cider and some herbs. I've learned a few things myself while living here."
"Ah, the wisdom of the mountains', Illya was familiar with folksy cures.
"Just drink it Napoleon."
Bottoms up.
HODOWE: SWEETEST DAY -- Final Reminder
Oct. 14th, 2015 10:22 amcarabele.livejournal.com
Just a final reminder that the final seasonal challenge of the year, that for HODOWE: Sweetest Day, opens this weekend for posting here on
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section7mfu. Full timeframe for posting is from Saturday, October 17th, through Saturday, October 24th.Guidelines for the HODOWE: Sweetest Day challenge can be found here.
So, do you have a recipe for something to satisfy a sweet tooth? A literary sweet tooth that is. ;-)
jantojones.livejournal.comAfter being jabbed in the ribs, yet again, by a stray elbow, Illya got out of the narrow bed he’d been forced to share with Napoleon. As the exasperated Russian got dressed, Solo stirred and asked where he was going.
“To see if there is another room available. I shall pay for it from my own pocket.”
Wincing as Illya slammed the door upon exit, Napoleon decided he would have to make it up to Cindy soon for standing her up three times in a row. After all, she was in charge of the travel and accommodation on this assignment.
.
“To see if there is another room available. I shall pay for it from my own pocket.”
Wincing as Illya slammed the door upon exit, Napoleon decided he would have to make it up to Cindy soon for standing her up three times in a row. After all, she was in charge of the travel and accommodation on this assignment.
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otherhawk.livejournal.com"Freeze!" Napoleon threw open the lab door and pointed his gun at Foster, who seemed unconcerned.
"Ah, you must be the one sent to rescue Kuryakin. Do you think you could give us an hour? We're on the verge of a breakthrough."
His gaze slid over to Illya, handcuffed but unharmed, and peering at the display on a machine that didn't look like a weapon.. "I'm here to destroy the doomsday gun,"
"I already did that," Foster said dismissively. "The fools wanted me to keep working on it even after Kuryakin pointed out the anomalies on the electromagnetic scans. It's like they didn't understand what that meant."
"It could revolutionise our understanding of quantum mechanics," Illya supplied helpfully.
Right.
"Exactly!" Foster beamed. "Dr Kuryakin has agreed to coauthor the paper with me."
"Yes, but I think we need to leave now," Illya said hastily.
"Oh, very well," Foster sighed. "I'll get my coat."
He walked away and Napoleon started to remove the handcuffs.."So..."
"It really is a remarkable discovery," Illya said wistfully. "I wonder if Mr Waverly would let me write that paper."
Napoleon smiled grimly. "Tell you what. If you're not very careful, I'll ask him for you."
"Ah, you must be the one sent to rescue Kuryakin. Do you think you could give us an hour? We're on the verge of a breakthrough."
His gaze slid over to Illya, handcuffed but unharmed, and peering at the display on a machine that didn't look like a weapon.. "I'm here to destroy the doomsday gun,"
"I already did that," Foster said dismissively. "The fools wanted me to keep working on it even after Kuryakin pointed out the anomalies on the electromagnetic scans. It's like they didn't understand what that meant."
"It could revolutionise our understanding of quantum mechanics," Illya supplied helpfully.
Right.
"Exactly!" Foster beamed. "Dr Kuryakin has agreed to coauthor the paper with me."
"Yes, but I think we need to leave now," Illya said hastily.
"Oh, very well," Foster sighed. "I'll get my coat."
He walked away and Napoleon started to remove the handcuffs.."So..."
"It really is a remarkable discovery," Illya said wistfully. "I wonder if Mr Waverly would let me write that paper."
Napoleon smiled grimly. "Tell you what. If you're not very careful, I'll ask him for you."
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