Drabbling About Are You?

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"Down time" for A Little Drabble Do Ya!

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

“How you feeling tovarisch?”

“How do you think I am feeling? I have a broken leg, arm and collarbone you blockhead,”Illya growled.

“Hey, I was just asking? I have a broken leg too you know.” Solo pointed to his cast, gingerly resting on a bed pillow.

“And whose fault is that?”

“Moi? No way. You set the timer on the explosives.”

“I set it for precisely five minutes and that was ample time for us to escape had you not stopped to retrieve your suit jacket.”

"It was brand new you know.”

“Not anymore,” the Russian snickered.

“Ha-ha…”

A Little Drabble Do Ya: Is It Ready?, A Sugar & Spies Drabble

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“Everything done?”

“Yes.”

“The stuffing?”

“Yes.”

“The pies?”

“Yes.”

“The potatoes?”

“Yes.”

“The turkey?”

“Leona!”

“Papa sent me to find out if dinner’s ready!”

“Everything is ready, including the vegetables you’re going to eat.”

“Do I have to, Daddy?”

“Yes.”

Sighing dramatically, the four year old left the kitchen to report back to Papa.

Moments later, the little family was sitting at the table.  Papa raised his glass and said, “I want to say that I am grateful for this meal, my best friend who prepared it and our beautiful daughter.  Happy Thanksgiving!”

“I love our family, Daddy and Papa!”

Couldn't Wait - A little Drabble Do Ya! - Nov 23rd

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Illya Kuryakin was hungry; which wasn’t unusual. As he headed, on foot, back to HQ, he found himself salivating at the thought of the Thanksgiving dinner that was being served in the commissary.

Passing the many restaurants and delis of the city, he felt his stomach rumble, and decided he couldn’t wait until he got back to the office. He went straight into the next restaurant he came to.

An hour later, Illya arrived at work, where Napoleon told him that the cook had put him a large plate aside.

“No thank you, Napoleon. I’m not hungry.”

Solo stood, open-mouthed.

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