A Drabbling We Will Go... A Little Drabble Do Ya

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There's always time to drabble.

Just 100 words and you're done.
Come on, you can do it.

A Little Drabble Do Ya - Shaken and Stirred

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"I'm thinking of something silky smooth."

Napoleon probably always thought of that, but today he was trying to get his partner out of a grumpy mood.

"Humph…' A snort of disdain from the Russian.

"I suppose you're describing a pair of long legs on a potential lover."

Napoleon smirked at the thought, then got back on track.

"No, I'm not.  Something silky smooth and cold.' That seemed to spark Illya's interest.

"Silky smooth, cold and … "

"Chocolate?"

"Silky smooth, cold and chocolate. Any ideas?"

Illya relented.  It was a warm day.

"Delia's Ice Cream?"

"Shake or Sundae?"

The day was saved.

"Terms of endearment" for A Little Drabble Do Ya!

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“Come on Illya you can do this buddy boy,” Napoleon whispered.

“Will you please stop calling me those ridiculous names?” Illya grunted.

“What ridiculous names?”

“Oh...buddy boy, pal, then there is Stinky and you do tend to overuse tovarisch.”

“Tovarisch isn’t a nickname. The others are merely terms of endearment.”

“I hardly think those are apropos when I am struggling to squeeze between our cell bars.”

“Okay how about... Mister Skinny?”

Exasperated; Illya let out a very deep sigh and suddenly he was through.

“See, it helped didn’t it...tovarisch?” Solo grinned.

“No, now it is your turn...Nappy.”

Recruitment Campaign - A Little Drabble Do Ya! - July 18th

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“I knew we would end up looking ridiculous,” Illya complained, “I am pleased that this Section 2 recruitment campaign is internal. I would not want the general public seeing this.”

“What’s wrong with it?” Napoleon asked. “I think I look quite dashing.”

“You look like you need a weapons refresher,” Illya told him. “You have your finger on the trigger and the gun pointing at my face.”

“It wasn’t loaded,” Solo responded sulkily, knowing Illya’s point was valid. “Maybe you are right though. We don’t want to give the wrong impression. Come on then, let’s get some new pictures done.”