A Little Drabble Do Ya: Separation
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section7mfuThe communicator began to chirp insistently until the sheet – covered body stirred into life. “Dancer.”
“Morning, Duck!” Mark’s chipper voice responded. “We’ve been called to duty. The Old Man wants to see us in an hour. Shall I pick you up?”
“No, Darling. Be a love and get me a large coffee and I’ll meet you in Waverly’s office? That will save us both time.”
“Your wish is my command. Slate out.”
A blond head emerged. “Chyort, so much for a weekend together. I knew it was too good to be true.”
“Illya, don’t pout. Think of my return.”
“Da.”
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