“Napoleon where are you?” April called out as she walked into the empty office.
“Down here,” he moaned from behind his desk.
She stepped forward, peeking over it. “Why on earth are you on the floor?”
The CEA looked rather sheepish as he scrunched up his face. “I um...errrr, threw out my back.”
“And how...?”
“Bent over and sneezed, that’s how.”
“Why didn’t you call for help?”
“And have Illya know; he’d never let me live it down.”
“Darling I’m afraid the cat’s out of the bag…”
“Hello Napoleon.” Kuryakin was standing right behind April Dancer the entire time.
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Date: 2019-04-18 08:13 am (UTC)(Speaking from recent experience, Cuz?)
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Date: 2019-04-18 04:32 pm (UTC)Poor Napoleon, he knows he's in for some sarcasm from his partner, but I'm sure Illya will in the end, be sympathetic to his pain.