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section7mfu2018-07-18 09:06 am
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A Little Drabble Do Ya - Shaken and Stirred
"I'm thinking of something silky smooth."
Napoleon probably always thought of that, but today he was trying to get his partner out of a grumpy mood.
"Humph…' A snort of disdain from the Russian.
"I suppose you're describing a pair of long legs on a potential lover."
Napoleon smirked at the thought, then got back on track.
"No, I'm not. Something silky smooth and cold.' That seemed to spark Illya's interest.
"Silky smooth, cold and … "
"Chocolate?"
"Silky smooth, cold and chocolate. Any ideas?"
Illya relented. It was a warm day.
"Delia's Ice Cream?"
"Shake or Sundae?"
The day was saved.
Napoleon probably always thought of that, but today he was trying to get his partner out of a grumpy mood.
"Humph…' A snort of disdain from the Russian.
"I suppose you're describing a pair of long legs on a potential lover."
Napoleon smirked at the thought, then got back on track.
"No, I'm not. Something silky smooth and cold.' That seemed to spark Illya's interest.
"Silky smooth, cold and … "
"Chocolate?"
"Silky smooth, cold and chocolate. Any ideas?"
Illya relented. It was a warm day.
"Delia's Ice Cream?"
"Shake or Sundae?"
The day was saved.
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