I'm thinking that we might use the season to do some drabble stories; just 100 words every day to tell a little Christmas tale. Join in if you're interested, mine starts today.
New York City was already lit up like, well, like a Christmas Tree.
It was Christmas, and it was cold.
Napoleon Solo was looking forward to spending Christmas at home, at least he hoped it to be so. He and his partner Illya Kuryakin, newly partnered and still working out the finer points of that status, were both sidelined with injuries sustained in their last mission.
Biding their time at various projects related to ongoing missions, it occurred to Solo that Illya hadn’t mentioned having plans for Christmas. He wondered if it was by choice or circumstance.
Maybe he’d ask.
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