Russian Holiday 4:4

[jkkitty.livejournal.com]

Napoleon walked out of the gym tired, head aching.

"This is your fault," he accused Illya.

"How do you figure that?"

"You forgot to remind me, we agreed to give the demonstration today. I am so full from the food and hung over from that lighter fluid we drank."

"I told you to take it slow."

"If you can handle it, I should be able to."

"Napoleon, I grew up on it. You did not have fun?" He asked concerned.

"That's the problem, I had too much fun."

"Happy New Years my friend."

"Happy New Years tovarisch."

"Ready for the 7th?"

'moan'