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ABC Affair 2019 F-Float
Once more they spotted Crocker and took off after him, straight into the middle of another parade. Dodging parade goers, bands, and floats they headed after him to capture him Of course, it wasn’t to be.
Crocker ran behind a float and disappeared. “I am getting tired of being led around by the nose by that man,” Illya grumbled.
“We’ll just stay in one spot, and he’ll reappear. He wants something and is enjoying this game too much to stay away for long. We’ll spot him again when he’s ready.” Napoleon decided.
“Waverly won’t be happy that we lost him again,” Illya protested.
“It’s only you and me that know that, so we’ll just leave it out.” Napoleon said, “What he doesn’t know wouldn’t hurt us.”
“I thought it was supposed to be ‘hurt him.’"
“In this case Illya, I think it more appropriate my way. Keep an eye out.”
Standing in one spot for almost an hour as the parade passed by, Illya turned to see his partner head turning to follow the partygoers
and floats with ladies in only masks and bathing suits. “You are supposed to be watching for Crocker, not the ladies.” Illya disapproving voice ran out.
“I’m not watching the ladies. I’m scanning the crowds,” Napoleon insisted.
“If you say so. Look, he will show up before long and let us see him. I am hungry and that restaurant that looks interesting.”
Following his partner to the food, he mumbled, “And he complains about my women.”
Crocker ran behind a float and disappeared. “I am getting tired of being led around by the nose by that man,” Illya grumbled.
“We’ll just stay in one spot, and he’ll reappear. He wants something and is enjoying this game too much to stay away for long. We’ll spot him again when he’s ready.” Napoleon decided.
“Waverly won’t be happy that we lost him again,” Illya protested.
“It’s only you and me that know that, so we’ll just leave it out.” Napoleon said, “What he doesn’t know wouldn’t hurt us.”
“I thought it was supposed to be ‘hurt him.’"
“In this case Illya, I think it more appropriate my way. Keep an eye out.”
Standing in one spot for almost an hour as the parade passed by, Illya turned to see his partner head turning to follow the partygoers
and floats with ladies in only masks and bathing suits. “You are supposed to be watching for Crocker, not the ladies.” Illya disapproving voice ran out.“I’m not watching the ladies. I’m scanning the crowds,” Napoleon insisted.
“If you say so. Look, he will show up before long and let us see him. I am hungry and that restaurant that looks interesting.”
Following his partner to the food, he mumbled, “And he complains about my women.”
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