section7mfu | Rhythmic Delights - A Little Drabble Do Ya

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"I'm late Illya, hurry it up!"

"Why are you telling me to hurry up if it's you who is late?"

"I don't have time to debate, just step on it."

Illya grudgingly obliged, accelerating past cars while Napoleon checked his reflection in the visor's mirror.

"You must be kidding."

Napoleon paused.

"Illya, this woman is very important to me. She taught me… well, I'm just grateful to have been her student."

"Of what, may I ask?" Illya surmised it had something to do with romance.

''When I was twelve…''

"Oh dear…"

"When I was twelve, she taught me to dance."

Well thought; and very believable, too.

He had to learn at some point ;)

I love it! You can understand why Illya's mind went where it did :-)

Yep, just like the rest of us :D

Tricky you! What a delightful curve ball. And love that it was his dance teacher.

Ha, thanks :D I think Illya needs a surprise now and then.

Nice little twist there!

Twists are fun ;)