In Spite of It All... It's Wednesday

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"Getting Smart in the 4th wall" for A Little Drabble Do Ya!

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“What is that?” Napoleon asked.”That music’s not right is it?”

Kuryakin cocked an eyebrow as he turned his head to one side, carefully listening.

“They are doing something different from the sound of it. Not our usually jazzy accompaniment.”

“True, it’s but not ‘our’ theme music...it belongs to someone else,”Solo was now annoyed. He groaned, “Now I recognize it. It belongs to that bumbling idiot.”

“And which bumbling idiot is that, there are quite a few out there in the world of espionage are there not?”

“It’s that Smart guy’s.”

“Napoleon you just said he was an idiot...”

The Dreaded Lurgy* - A Little Drabble Do ya! - 26th July

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As soon as the elevator doors opened, onto the floor which housed Section 7, Napoleon could hear the sounds of illness. From behind every door he passed he heard coughing, sneezing, and nose blowing. He pulled his handkerchief from his pocket and covered his mouth and nose. Before he reached the room he was headed for, Amanda Serrell opened the door and waved him back.

“I need a cover story arranging for an assignment,” Napoleon told her.

“If I were you, I’d call from your office,” she replied. “You don’t want to spend too much time around here.”

“Illya’s in our office, in a similar state of health,” he complained.

“Typhoid Mary you mean.”

“Pardon?”

“That partner of yours gave his cold to at least three of the women in this department,” Amanda explained.

Napoleon headed back up to his office wondering how many dates Illya had been on recently.



*Lurgy -A British Term meaning an illness or disease, especially one that is not serious:

He's got the dreaded lurgy.