Serving Up Our Favorite ... A Little Drabble Do Ya!

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Just Miserable - A Little Drabble Do Ya

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Napoleon walked in, watched Illya sneeze and cough his way past the desk and onto the sofa in the small office.

"Illya, you sound bad. Have you been up to Medical?" The blond looked up, eyes limpid with the effects of a seasonal cold.

"I did." That was unlike the Russian, alerting Napoleon to just how bad his friend was feeling.

"Why don't you just go home? We aren't going anyplace, so…''

At just that moment the phone rang.

"Yessir, right on it."  Napoleon looked at Illya and shook his head.

"Bring your medicine, you can sleep on the plane."

Untitled - 7 Days of Hallowe'en - Day 7 - Nov 7

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Finally, I've finished the 7 Days of Hallowe'en! Although, I'm not entirely certain about this story.

Anyway, click the pic to go to AO3.

Almost Late Again - A Little Drabble Do Ya! - Nov 7

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He ran.

It was all he could think about right now. If he thought of the reason for his running, his chest contracted and his stomach knotted, which made running at all quite difficult.

He’d seen the Thrush goons throw his bound partner into the water, then leave, while he was still some distance away. Reaching the pool, he dived in and quickly brought the drowning man to the surface.

“Almost late again, Napoleon,” Illya gasped, though the slight smile showed his gratitude.

“You’re too particular, Tovarisch,” Solo replied, with a relieved laugh. “Almost late is better than actually late.”

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