A Little Drabble Do Ya! and day 4 of the 7 days of Halloween!

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Vamping Along - A Little Drabble Do Ya

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"No, I will not dress as a vampire.  I play enough parts on the job and have no desire to be anyone else today."

April winced at the Russian's taciturn response.

"Really Illya, it's for a good cause and I can't think of anyone else who'd do the part justice."

Napoleon entered the room and held up one hand.

"I'd be happy to play your vampire, April, if that's okay with you."

Astonished and relieved, April hugged her boss.

"Why?" Illya was suspicious.

Napoleon just smiled.

A vampish Sherry Sweet waved as she passed the open door.

Ah. So predictable.

"Illya's Trick" ~ for A Little Drabble Do Ya!

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Illya arrived with a sackful of goodies for the chidren who lived in his building, as they’d be stopping by for trick or treat.

They were used to him expecting to be entertained...giving a trick for a treat.

As they grew older they became inventive in their demonstrations, especially since Illya rewarded well.

Some did cartwheels, others handstands, one girl tried whistling but missing her front teeth, made it impossible.

Illya however, had pity on her and gave her an extra Hershey bar for her efforts.

As many pieces of chocolate he gave away, somehow he always had leftovers...

Everyone Loves Halloween - A Little Drabble Do Ya - Triple Drabble

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"Oh, Angelique, can I squeeze in here?"

"In that dress? I doubt it."

Angelique Le Chien and Narcissus Darling eyed each other for a long moment.

"I'm Marie Antoinette," Narcissus said, tossing her head. "My costume is entirely authentic. And you're...the whore of Babylon?"

Coldly. "Elizabeth Bathory."

"Famed for stealing the achievements of younger, prettier women. It suits you."

"Thank you. I hope you do remember what became of Marie Antoinette?"

There was another, deadly pause and then they smiled and exchanged air kisses. "It's good to see you again, Angelique."

"And you. It's a good turnout, isn't it?"

"Yes, it looks like everyone....wait, is that April Dancer over there?" Narcissus stared, disbelieving.

"Oh, no." Angelique smiled.. "That's Dr Egret's idea of a fun costume. Let's just not ask, hmmm?. So what are you hiding from anyway?"

"That pig Elom is looking for me again. He's just over there behind that man in the opera cloak."

"That's Zark. Don't make eye contact, whatever you do. Oops. Sorry, darling, looks like Elom's spotted you."

He came up to them, dressed like a self-conscious Zorro, planting slobbering kisses down her neck. "Narcissus. If I didn't know better, I might think you were avoiding me."

"Would you care for some punch?" Angelique offered, holding out a cup.

"Thank you," he said. "I like to get my appetite whetted."

He took it, drank it, and slowly toppled backwards onto the floor.

Daintily, Angelique kicked him. "Don't worry," she announced brightly to his shocked henchmen. "If he gets the antidote within, oh, the next two hours, he should be fine."

Across the room a gunshot rang out.

Narcissus turned. "Looks like someone tried to grope Dr Egret again...."

Angelique shrugged prettily. "It would hardly be the annual THRUSH halloween party without a couple of dead bodies."