A drabble for "A Little Drabble do Ya' Day

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Title: So cold I can see my breath

Rating: Gen, yes really.

Summary: Napoleon picks an uncomfortable place to elude their pursuers.

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“Will you please get your knee out of my back? Solo hissed at his partner.

“Not my knee.” Illya sniggered, “It is a side of beef”

“I’m really getting cold.”

“What do you expect when you lead us to hide inside a freezer? I myself am quite comfortable.”

“That’s because you have ice for blood you smart aleck Russian”

“What is so smart about it, I am merely stating the truth...there, I am in a better position.” He started rubbing his partner’s back and arms, creating some friction to warm him.

“Mmm better tovarisch....you make house calls?”

“Nyet.”

Comments

[svetlanacat4.livejournal.com]

Catching opportunities, our Napoleon!

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

this one just came to me out of the blue this mourning. I can just hear IK giving him that terse "Nyet." Thanks for commenting! :D

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

I'm surprised he didn't carry on the conversation in Russian, being in that cold environment ;) But then again, nyet.

[avery11.livejournal.com]

A little gem, thanks.

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Thanks, this one I will definitely NOT be turning into a drabble story. Once the Orphanage is complete I want to get back to my longer stories. Feeling the need for some 'research' hehehee!

[alynwa.livejournal.com]

I'm with Napoleon; hiding out in a freezer would have me shivering in my boots. Or, at least pretending to so that Illya would rub me.

[jkkitty.livejournal.com]

Sounds like Illya enjoys teasing Napoleon again--love it.

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Yep, this was a fun one to write. Thanks!