The Day After for A Little Drabble Do Ya

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

Because I forgot that Yesterday wasn't Today.
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"I thought you're off today, another 24 hours to recuperate from that knock on the head."

Napoleon had last seen his partner as he tried to overcome the nausea of breakfast.  Now here he was suited up, sitting in the office.

"I feel… fine.  I simply…"

Illya fumbled for words,  indicating he wasn't fine.

"You forgot!  You woke up this morning and forgot you weren't supposed to work."

Kuryakin hated concussions, the effects were unpredictable after the first fifteen or twenty of them.

"Fine, but I'm not going home."

He instead went to the sofa and curled up.

Asleep.

Fine.

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Comments

[missdiane.livejournal.com]

Silly Illya. He needs someone to Mom him. I volunteer!

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

You're right, he needs to be cared for :D

[laurose8.livejournal.com]

And a fine and well written drabble it is, too. All of it, even the summary.

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

Thanks, nothing like good dribble drabble :D

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Our poor Illya...he needs some chicken soup and some TLC...I'll be right over!

Good follow-up!

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

I was following your lead yesterday, thought it was Wednesday. Lucky for us it was only a drabble error :D

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

LOL! I have no clue what made me think yesterday was drabble day.

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Been there and done that (without the concussion). I went straight home again. Excellent drabble.