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section7mfu2019-03-12 06:13 pm
ABC Affair 2019 - F Is For Float
“Did you see that?” Illya was looking at the passing float. Mardi Gras had been quite an experience, and taking a minute to enjoy the festivities had been Napoleon’s idea of an interesting evening. Illya’s idea of fun would be to visit one or two of the music venues and forget about parades.
But then he saw what he saw.
“What is it? What did you see on that float?” Napoleon was intrigued at his partner’s response as the float moved on down the thoroughfare.
“I could swear that… but no, it couldn’t be. Napoleon, Angelique was on that float.” Napoleon’s smile never reached his eyes, his mind racing to try and figure out why she should be here.
“Is there something going on that we should know about? Call Waverly and ask if…’ Illya stopped and looked as Napoleon started to laugh.
“What? What do you know?”
As the float made its way to the end of the parade route, the blonde woman in the outlandish costume was throwing beads into the street, her mask the face of a bird. She had taken it off just for a moment when something blew into her eye. It was just long enough for Kuryakin to spot her, and she him.
“That Russian will be the death of me…’ she mumbled it before the person next to her asked if she was alright.
“Yes, yes Victor. Are you quite satisfied now, having lived out your lifelong ambition of being in a Mardis Gras parade?”
The Frenchman nodded, his slow accented reply that of a man enjoying his retirement from the world of corruption and greed to which he had pledged so many years.
“Yes, and my thanks to you Angelique for accompanying me. We will dine at The Commander’s Palace to celebrate.”
Napoleon filled in his partner on the story; Angelique had shared Marton’s fascination with New Orleans and Mardis Gras, his desire to actually be in a parade during the grand celebrations. The Russian was unsure whether to find it amusing, or simply relieved that there would be a void in the THRUSH roster.
Illya found it slightly less amusing when it turned out Napoleon had agreed to dine with the two sometimes adversaries. One thing was certain, there would be no babysitting the Frenchman while Napoleon and Angelique snuck away for a romantic tryst.
The Battle of New Orleans might yet still rage.
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I did enjoy this chapter. Angelique going reluctantly along with Victor's ideas makes solid work with both.
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