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mrua7.livejournal.comI'm a day late but hopefully not a dollar short. Just an FYI, PicFic will be on hiatus for the months of June and July....just a brief summer vacation to recharge.
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Color Me Hot - A Little Drabble Do Ya
May. 31st, 2017 03:59 pmglennagirl.livejournal.comThis drabble is posted on Dreamwidth Section VII 
Color Me Hot - A Little Drabble Do Ya
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glenmeredNapoleon Solo looked cool and collected, his usual state of being. He shot a look in his partner's direction.
"Illya, you're sweating. Are you sick, feverish perhaps?" He wasn't serious, just bored.
"It happens to be nearly ninety degrees, so of course I am sweating. You would as well if you were a normal human being."
"Ouch… Aren't you afraid of hurting my feelings comrade?" Illya wished fervently that he had a bucket of cold water. Of course he'd be forced to choose between dunking his partner or reveling in the refreshing downpour.
"What? You look devious."
Dunking. Definitely dunking.
colonial-teapot.livejournal.comBy all rights, their current situation should have been at least a tad nerve-wracking. The enemy’s tactic seemed, after all, to be a fairly effective means of preventing them from completing both of their respective missions at the nuclear plant before the clock struck twelve. And if either job was left undone, it could only mean the end of the world as they knew it.
But despite it all, Napoleon found himself surprisingly calm, and he offhandedly mentioned that fact to his partner.
“I know the feeling, my friend. Stand back.”
The Russian finished affixing his watch to the chain of the handcuffs linking their wrists. He gave the watch face a hard flick, then quickly shielded himself. A mild explosive inside the timepiece went off, and as they pulled their hands apart the chain gave way easily. Illya gave a controlled but satisfied smile.
“Much quicker than a hairpin.”
But despite it all, Napoleon found himself surprisingly calm, and he offhandedly mentioned that fact to his partner.
“I know the feeling, my friend. Stand back.”
The Russian finished affixing his watch to the chain of the handcuffs linking their wrists. He gave the watch face a hard flick, then quickly shielded himself. A mild explosive inside the timepiece went off, and as they pulled their hands apart the chain gave way easily. Illya gave a controlled but satisfied smile.
“Much quicker than a hairpin.”
The leaning tower affair
May. 31st, 2017 09:28 pmmlaw I'm a day late but hopefully not a dollar short. Just an FYI, PicFic will be on hiatus for the months of June and July....just a brief summer vacation to recharge.
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