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For the Wednesday " A little Drabble do ya!" on Section VII

Summary: It's Spring and the ladies are catching Napoleon's eye, but then something isn't right?
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Napoleon walked the corridors of headquarters with a lively  step and a song in his heart.

Spring...pretty girls, mini-skirts everywhere. His neck was getting stiff from craning to look as they walked past. Finally he turned, walking backwards as he stared at the next derriere that wiggled by.

“Keep your eyes to yourself!” She called out indignantly.

“Losing your touch?” Illya snickered, joining his partner.

“Wanna bet?” Solo smiled, pulling Lisa Rogers towards him, kissing her.

“Slap!”

“Wow, am I losing it?” He was incredulous.

“Rest my case.” Illya stifled a laugh, slipping her a fiver and a wink.

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It's the quiet ones you have to look out for. Illya could probably get away with more if he tried, yes that innocent "who me?" face.

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