"Seeing things" for A Little Drabble do Ya!

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Napoleon was parched; his canteen having been drained dry hours ago.

The desert satrap seemed abandoned...  was it bad intel? Illya went to check long ago.

Solo became light headed, thinking he saw a beautiful woman walking towards him. He hoped she had water, as her beauty wasn’t enough for this thirsty man.

“Napoleon, why are you grinning?”

“Oh, it’s you. I thought it was a woman bringing me water.”

“I have water but it you want to be alone with your imagination I can do that,” Illya deadpanned.

“No...no no.” Solo held out his hand for the canteen.

Over in Uncle Du Jour, the Crossover Challenge continues...

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Here's a link to a second crossover story that I just posted. Definitely shorter and more light hearted than my first Crossover "A Monstrous Affair"

You can find my story titled, "Who are you?" HERE.

Survival Tactic - A Little Drabble Do Ya! - June 15th

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Illya Kuryakin could be terrifying when he wanted to be. He often played up to his ice prince image, but only because it meant people left him alone to get on with his day. It wasn’t that he was anti-social; he had simply learned throughout his life that developing too many friendships could be dangerous. As a result of this he did whatever he could to keep people at arm’s length, without actually alienating himself. He was quite proud of his new tactic.

“Quit smiling, Tovarisch. You’re scaring everyone.”

“That is the intention. People were becoming a little too familiar.”

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