The ABC Affair 2019- Endymion
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section7mfuTrying to get through crowds once more in the Krewe of Endymion which was holding ‘the greatest block party on earth to kick off the Endymion Party’ according to signs all around the area Pushing through the crowd after spotting Crocker again, the men ran into another parade at the end of the French Quarter on Canal Street.
Napoleon complained as he was bumped into again, “Thought you read the guidebook all the parades were going down St. Charles Avenue into the Central Business District.”
“According to it, only one doesn’t, the Endymion Parade and just started in 1967, last year. Does New Olean ever stop partying:” Illya shout back almost drowned out by the noise of the crowd cheer on the participates.
“And of course, not after all it’s Mardi Gras,” Napoleon yelled back. “Stopping to watch Crocker who had stopped to watch the parade, he leaned down, hands on his knees to catch his breath. “I afraid that I’ll pull my gun if someone pushes me too hard. With all these people who know if they’re thrush or not.”
“I know what you mean. Guess we can only hope someone doesn’t get throughout radar.” Illya kept an eye on the Thrush agent.
“Maybe you need to get some more exercise in, so you don’t become short of breath easily.” He teased.
“Funny, partner. By the way who’s this Endymion anyways to have a parade named after him?”
Illya turned toward Napoleon, “Actually you should be jealous of him. He was a beautiful youth loved by Selene, the moon goddess in Greek mythology. She had Zeus put him under eternal sleep and put him into an eternal sleep then visited him nightly for a romantic encounter. Something even you have not mastered.”
Standing up, “Oh, you are a funny man tonight aren’t you. Well, where did Crocker go?”
“Damn!” the two agents said at the same time.
Napoleon complained as he was bumped into again, “Thought you read the guidebook all the parades were going down St. Charles Avenue into the Central Business District.”
“According to it, only one doesn’t, the Endymion Parade and just started in 1967, last year. Does New Olean ever stop partying:” Illya shout back almost drowned out by the noise of the crowd cheer on the participates.
“And of course, not after all it’s Mardi Gras,” Napoleon yelled back. “Stopping to watch Crocker who had stopped to watch the parade, he leaned down, hands on his knees to catch his breath. “I afraid that I’ll pull my gun if someone pushes me too hard. With all these people who know if they’re thrush or not.”
“I know what you mean. Guess we can only hope someone doesn’t get throughout radar.” Illya kept an eye on the Thrush agent.
“Maybe you need to get some more exercise in, so you don’t become short of breath easily.” He teased.
“Funny, partner. By the way who’s this Endymion anyways to have a parade named after him?”
Illya turned toward Napoleon, “Actually you should be jealous of him. He was a beautiful youth loved by Selene, the moon goddess in Greek mythology. She had Zeus put him under eternal sleep and put him into an eternal sleep then visited him nightly for a romantic encounter. Something even you have not mastered.”
Standing up, “Oh, you are a funny man tonight aren’t you. Well, where did Crocker go?”
“Damn!” the two agents said at the same time.
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