The First Drabbles of August - A Little Drabble Do Ya

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We're onto the second half of 2016, and as a Beatle once said, "It boggles the mind".  I've been out and about a lot, either for work or driving my cousin's wife to dialysis.  It seems like I'm not home much, and I have the mess to prove it.  My cat still won't walk on the floor, she runs from room to room like her tail's on fire, and she's not scratching.  Now it's just a behavior that she seems reluctant to give up.  I may have to build one of those Cat Walks up near the ceiling.
Anyway, it's Wednesday, it's a day for drabbling about.

Frank and Sense - A Little Drabble Do Ya

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"Only 143 days until Christmas." Illya rolled his eyes at the preposterous countdown that his partner was reciting.
"Really Napoleon? You're a grown man, why are you counting down to Christmas?"
The American let out a sigh, shaking his head in a profound gesture of sympathy.
"How can you steel your heart against the greatest holiday, the best day of the entire year? Christmas is…"
"Magical? Wondrous? Tell me, is it wonderful?"
A slight pout almost made its way onto the handsome face.
"Yes, all of those and more. Just wait Kuryakin, one of these days…"
Silently, Illya hoped so.

A Little Drabble Do Ya: Lucky Man

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“What’s wrong, Illya?”

“What makes you think anything is wrong?”

“I spoke to you twice and you didn’t hear me.”

“Maybe I was ignoring you.”

“Haha.  Spill.”

“April and I had a disagreement last night.”

“Ah, your first fight!  Go tell her you’re sorry.”

“I did nothing wrong!”

“So?  Say sorry anyway!”

“Why should I?”

“So you’ll be happy, are you happy now?”

Sighing, Illya stood just as someone knocked.  “Come!”

“Hello.”

“April!” Napoleon exclaimed, “What brings you here?”

“I came to apologize to Illya.  I was wrong, Darling.  Forgive me?”

“Da.”

Napoleon opined, “You’re a lucky man, indeed, Illya.”