The Randomness of life Chapter 65~ for A Little Drabble Do Ya, Wednesday drabble challenge 10/23

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

(Luckily I had written this last week)

Changing things up a bit, two half-drabbles followed by a drabble and a half....

Prompted by: The Choice~Robert Service

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"Now which shall be the best way,

Napoleon sat behind the wheel of his jeep in the middle of nowhere, staring at his map in dismay.

He turned it around trying to make sense of the legend, still not quite sure where he was.

Opening his communicator, he called his partner, afraid to admit he was lost.

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And then I came to Two ways,

“Do not tell me you are lost again,” Illya moaned.

“Sorry chum, but I think I am. Can you hang in a little longer?”

“Do I have a choice?” Are there any landmarks around you?”

“Well there’s a cactus...looks like a vulture, and a prickly vulture flying overhead.”

And each was luring me:

“Really? Napoleon drive straight to where the vulture is circling.”

Ten minutes later he spotted the Russian among the tumbleweeds.

“About time.”

“Hey, it just proves I wasn’t really lost.” Napoleon grinned, “though I’ve never navigated by vulture before.

“He was circling, anticipating me dying of boredom waiting for you.”

My pitiless, my doom way;

The Russian tossed his gear in the back of the jeep. “Admit it, you were lost again.”

“Yeah, I guess I really was, sorry.”

Illya settled in as the jeep took off in a cloud of dust.

“I should have known, when you showed up two hours late for what should have been a half hour trip.”

“Really? A half-hour? Nooo...”

Illya didn’t even bother rolling his eyes this time.

The sun was beginning to set, and the two men became silent, until Kuryakin spoke.

“Stoi...let me take over the wheel. I do not want to spend hours driving in circles in the desert at night.”

“Fine,”Solo huffed, this time the was the one rolling his eyes.

They switched places, and Illya took off, heading in the right direction, pointing it out on the map to his partner, and holding up his compass.

“Happy now?” Napoleon asked.

“Immensely...”

Comments

[laurose8.livejournal.com]

Thank you for a very enjoyable fic. I'm not sure whether to say 'That is' or 'those are', but very nice both ways.

I love I’ve never navigated by vulture before and anticipating me dying of boredom waiting for you. The prickly vulture's good, too.

Also, a great picture. A very elegant bird, the useful vulture.

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Thanks! Yes those turned out to be rather picturesque phrases didn't they? The photo is of a 'Turkey Vulture." They're immense birds, and we had a few hanging around our apartment complex last year. Hideous. I didn't research as to whether they inhabit desert area, I just like the picture.

Thanks again for you kind wishes. Feeling okay, but am facing some major financial issues now. I need to stop worrying about it, but it's hard. sigh.

[svetlanacat4.livejournal.com]

He he... poor Napoleon! Love the prickly vulture...
And really, I so understand Illya, here, because I have friends like Napoleon!

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Hee hee, yes I know some people who are navigationally challenged too. Bless them...

Thanks! Wish I was in the moode to write, as I know Glenna dedicated the drabble to Noel Harrison. So sad that he passed. Doesn't feel good when those we admire from our teenage years start to pass away.

Still he'll be alive in our stories and forever young...as will they all.

[svetlanacat4.livejournal.com]

I posted this for you
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Merci merci! :D :D :D