Cold Front - A Little Drabble Do Ya
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section7mfu“It’s cold today.” The complaint from the Russian was surprising considering his usual preference for cool weather. He was right though, the temperature had dropped twenty degrees overnight.
“Well, at least it isn’t snowing yet. Maybe we ought to head for the tropics, pick up a mission in the Southern Hemisphere.” Napoleon thought the look on Illya’s face was telling him otherwise.
“Perhaps you misunderstood my remark. I like cold weather, I welcome the change.” He cocked his head to one side, as if to ascertain whether or not Napoleon understood.
“Cold it is then.’’
“Cold weather, hot food.”
“Gotcha.”
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