It's that time again...just 100 words! You can do it!

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A Little Drabble Do Ya!

It's all true, all of the above.  And, we have a mug to prove it.

What we need now are drabbles, and today's the day for that here on Section VII.

Just one hundred words, a mere few minutes of your time, and you'll have a drabble.

Seriously, what else are you going to do today?

"Italian Ice is nice!" For A Little Drabble Do Ya!

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Illya sighed before wiping his brow with his handkerchief.

“Napoleon this heat is oppressive. How are you not perspiring? And why do you not have a single hair out of place!”

Kuryakin’s damp blond hair spiked in every direction as he ran his fingers through it.

Napoleon smiled, “Illya be right back.”

He disappeared around the corner and came back with two Italian ices….lemon for himself and blueberry for his partner.

“This is quite nice.” The Russian devoured the cold confection with great enthusiasm.

Napoleon couldn’t help but snicker. “Illya, whatever you do, don’t stick out your tongue.”

“Why…?”

Survey Still Open!

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Just Say It - A Little Drabble Do Ya!

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Two UNCLE agents were laboring in the heat, their shirts soaked with sweat as the THRUSH chief  watched from beneath a shade tree.

“You there, blondie, put your back into it!” The man spoke his last words as he snickered, unaware as a projectile with a deadly poisonous tip struck him in the throat, killing him within seconds.

Illya Kuryakin and Napoleon Solo stopped to watch him fall to the earth as Angelique sauntered past the dead man,  

“Hello darling, I was passing by and thought I heard your voice.” 

Illya decided it was pointless to not say ‘thank you’.

An Ode to Hot Weather and Hot UNCLE Agents

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This was written back in 2012 as part of the HODOWE Administrative Assistants Day Challenge.  It's hot now, and this just popped up as a possible antidote.  Then again, you might need something to cool you off ;)
The Day The Girls Got Some

The ABC Affair - Stonehenge - Chapter 8 - Letter H

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Prompt: Human
Title: "The Three Spheres of Stonehenge Affair," Act H: What is a Man?
Author: Rose of Pollux
Word Count: ~610
Summary: As Napoleon waits for Illya’s return, he finds himself trying to stall against a highly manipulative foe.

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Negativity - A Little Drabble Do Ya! - July 22nd

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It was too easy to be angry; and he felt that anger keenly.

A deep sadness could easily find a home in his heart; and he felt a great sadness within.

Frustration would all too readily lead to both anger and sadness; if it was allowed.

There was a danger of all three fostering a hate in his soul.

However, negative emotions were useful to an U.N.C.L.E. agent. Handled correctly, they could change the world.

Shrugging his jacket on over his holster and, with an air of purpose, he used his negatively as a fuel for his battle with Thrush.

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