A Little drabble do ya, 13 september/ LOST, (100 words)

[lilidelafield]

 

As the sun set, red and gold streaking out across the sky, two men, footsore and weary, were tramping up a hill, tripping over tree roots and hillocks in the gathering darkness.

            “Napoleon, I thought you said this was a shortcut?”

            “So did I.  I think we’re lost.”

Illya rolled his eyes.

“Napoleon, if we keep stumbling on in the dark we will get even more lost. Why do we not find somewhere sheltered and wait for the sun to return?”

“What if THRUSH find us?”

            “Even we do not know where we are, how will anyone else find us?”

Comments

[laurose8]

A solid and believable scene, with an excellent last line. Thank you>

[lilidelafield]

Thank you! I'm glad you liked this. I stole this little drabble from a longer story I was in the middle of but have abandoned. Thanks for commenting.

[threecee]

Ever logical Illya. That last line is almost as good as the one in Shark where Illya is happy that he and Napoleon are not at the same dead end together.

[lilidelafield]

Oh my, I LOVE that scene from shark. There are a few scenes that I have a bad habit of watching and re-watching over and over; and that scene is one of them. Thank you for commenting!

[glenmered]

That's a great last line. I wonder if Napoleon felt Illya roll his eyes? ;)

[lilidelafield]

I'm certain he did! I'm glad you like that last line...it was originally created as the middle bit of an argument between the two for Napoleon getting them lost in the story from which this drabble was taken.
(The longer story is unlikely to ever be finished btw...too ambitious!)
Thank you for commenting.