Always A Little Drabble Do Ya

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"Hot Stuff" for A Little Drabble Do Ya!

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A double drabble...

Napoleon and Illya walked along the sidewalk, heading towards headquarters.

The streets were pretty empty at the heat was brutal, well over 100 degrees. The temperature that had been like this for days.

Kuryaking was again suffering from the heat like always and he’d removed his suit jacket to reveal only a dark grey tee-shirt. 

Down the block a fire extinguisher was open and a group of children were playing in the water as it gushed out into the street.

“Not a very good idea,” Illya said.” It will lower water pressure and if in the event of a fire…”

“Knock it off, it’s just innocent kids trying to keep cool,”Napoleon said.

As they passed the hydrant Napoleon suddenly shoved his partner into the water, laughing as he did so.

The Russian was angered but when the water cooled him off, he too smiled. Just as suddenly he grabbed Solo, dragging him into the water as well. 

They were surrounded by squealing children who laughed at the grownups joining them.

Finally Napoleon and Illya retreated, heading to headquarters; upon entering they received stares from everyone who saw them.

“Wow, talk about sweating,” Napoleon quipped. ”It’s really hot out there.”

A Difficult Situation - A Little (Double) Drabble Do ya! - August 21st

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Napoleon listened carefully to Section 2’s newest agent, Jack Metcalfe. He had a serious complaint about Illya Kuryakin; though Solo suspected that there was an underlying issue. It was one which cropped up every so often. According to Metcalfe, Kuryakin was picking on him. He claimed to be the victim of a concerted campaign of hate and bullying.

“Though what can you expect from a pinko.”

There it was. Metcalfe’s true grievance.

“Leave it with me,” Napoleon told him.

As CEA, Napoleon couldn’t just side with Illya without there being a thorough investigation. Although he knew that Metcalfe’s claims were fabricated, it still came as a relief to find no evidence against the Russian. To avoid accusations of favouritism, Solo handed the results over to Mr Waverly.

“Will the day ever come when people realise that being a Russian doesn’t automatically make a person evil?” the Old Man asked; not expecting an answer.

“What will you do to Metcalfe?” Napoleon asked him.

“He has great potential,” Waverly answered, “And I am sure that, after travelling the world, his beliefs will be modified. However, side-step any possible trouble, I’ll have him transferred to Los Angeles.”

Napoleon nodded at the wise decision.

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