A Little Drabble Do Ya! "That's what friends are for"

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Napoleon unlocked the door to his partner’s apartment, then reset the alarm after he stepped inside.

“There you are.”

Illya was laying on his sofa,  looking quite pale and wrapped in a heavy blanket.

“It’s freezing in here.”

“Radiator broken. Achoo!”

“I have heat, come up to my place.”

“Could not impose.”

“Not an imposition, you’re coming.”

Illya bundled himself in his blanket, walking upstairs looking like a lost waif, then curled up on his partner’s couch.

Minutes later Napoleon brought him chicken soup and not long after that Kuryakin fell asleep.

“Good night sweet Prince.”

“Count...

Comments

[avery11.livejournal.com]

"Good night, sweet Prince."
"Count."

*snort* Only Illya would prefer a demotion!

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Hee hee hee, you may not remember in my AU stories, Illya's grandfather was a Count, wow that one goes waaaaay back now. Can't believe how time has flown. As of 2/19 I will have posted my first story on FF and you were the first one to comment and help me.

thanks for commenting on this one too!

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

Definitely a snort worthy line... Count. Nice.

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Snort-worthy? I really like that one! thanks1

[svetlanacat4.livejournal.com]

Love "Count..."
A sweet drabble... Friendship and rescue!

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Thanks. One can never tell when the Russian is ever truly asleep!

[avrovulcan.livejournal.com]

Liked it, great line!

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Thanks! Illya lets some truth slip out now and then.

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