Napoleon and Illya once more have different viewpoint, this time on the weather.
The two agents stepped off the plane into stifling Egyptian air.
"I have a fondness the hot places," Napoleon declared.
"I have an aversion to the heat," Illya grumbled.
"I always get a great tan."
"I burn."
"I don't have to wear a suit and tie," said the smiling CEA
"I wind up wearing the native garb," complained his frowning partner.
"The stimulating crowds."
"I like solitude."
"So many exotic beauties to choose from."
"Umm. Like that makes a difference!"
"Illya?"
"Napoleon, no matter what the climate, you always find a woman," Illya declared heading toward headquarters.
The next morning the two agents stepped off the plane into freezing Alaskan air.
"I find the cold air invigorating," Illya announced.
"I have a dislike for places that are freezing," Napoleon grumbled.
"A turtleneck under a warm coat is commonplace," stated his smiling partner.
"We have to wear so many clothes that you can't see the true person," said the frowning CEA
"Acreas of empty land."
"So few women."
"Everyone can have their own private space."
"Haaaa!"
"Napoleon?"
"I'm sure the women will need someone to snuggle with," Napoleon said moving quickly toward the compound.
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Date: 2012-04-25 06:23 pm (UTC)What a fun drabble! And I love the piccies you put with it. ;D