The Randomness of Life Chapter 50~ for A Little Drabble Do Ya, Wednesday drabble challenge 7/17

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Prompted by: In A Disused Graveyard~Robert Frost

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"The ones who living come today

Napoleon Solo walked among the old headstones in a graveyard that dated back to the Revolutionary war.
He paused reading name after name, noting the short life spans of every one of them.

"Times were hard back then." His thought shattered as a bullet ricocheted off a headstone, chipping it.

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How no one dead will seem to come.

"That wasn't very respectful," he called out as he ducked down low.

"Oh yeah, well respect this Solo." Another gunshot rang out, this time whizzing by the Americans head,
way too close for comfort.

Napoleon quickly devised a plan, throwing himself to the ground with his limbs laying awkwardly.

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I think they would believe the lie.

He heard the crunching of dried leaves on the ground, the the footsteps stopped beside him.

A pistol cocked.

"So long Solo, not as good as everyone thinks you are...are you?"

Napoleon rolled over, getting off the first shot.

"Oh yes I am," he smirked, brushing off clothing.

Comments

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

"Oh yes I am" Perfect and so true.

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

But of course, Illya would say with a wink. Thanks for commenting! Always appreciated!

[carabele.livejournal.com]

That's my ever confident Napoleon! Love that self-assured guy.

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Had a feeling you'd enjoy this one. Thanks for commenting. I appreciate it very much!

[avrovulcan.livejournal.com]

THRUSH, they never learn do they? Another good one.

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Thanks! If THRUSH learned then UNCLE might be out of business... lol