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This is a non-challenge story written in 2017, Sadly the real parades for Mardi Gras can't take place this year (though residents have found a brilliant idea to celebrate by decorating their homes like floats) This story is a small replacement for those parades as well as an adventure for Napoleon and Illya.

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laissez les bon temps rouler!

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This was a story I posted a few years ago. Reposting today is a bit late since Mardi Gras or 'Fat Tuesday is the last day of the Carnival season as always falls on the day before Ash Wednesday, the first day of Lent.

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I'd forgotten it's Mardi Gras and the PicFic prompt I posted today was just coincidence. So in honor of 'Fat Tuesday,' I've decided to repost my Mardi Gras story; full of costumes, sword play and Illya in tights.... need I say more? Enjoy, and comments are most welcome!

The Fat Tuesday Affair Part 1, Part 2 and Part 3.

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Adding my favorite to the grouping, from February of 2012 - very short, just a little over 500 words, but it was one that came out just the way I wanted it to.

The 'Carnivale' Affair

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link to part three: http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/55790.html
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Kitty escorted him to the barn and It was obvious that she was flirting with him, and since he’d had interest in her already, Kitty from communications that is, Illya decided what the heck. He shrugged absentmindedly, reached out and pulled her to him in a deep, passionate kiss.

One thing led to another, and he was naked, making love to her in a pile of hay; remembering to pull the familiar foil packet from his trousers, and putting on a condom.

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link to part three: http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/55790.html
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It was obvious that she was flirting with him, and since he’d had interest in her already, Kitty from communications that is, Illya decided what the heck. He shrugged absentmindedly, reached out and pulled her to him in a deep, passionate kiss.

One thing led to another, and he was naked, making love to her; remembering to pull the familiar foil packet from his trousers, and putting on a condom.

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link to part two: http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/55303.html
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A woman accompanied Angelique and Illya recognized her as Kitty, a new girl in communications that he’d had his eye on. She smiled at him, shyly averting her eyes. Illya thought perhaps she was not one of the Thrush agents minions, or relations in the delusion.

“Monsieur, I think you are mistaken. I am the Comtesse de La Fère, but you may address me as Milady, Milady de Winter, Baroness of Sheffield.” She gestured to the other woman.” This creature is my lady in waiting, Kitty.”

“Whatever.” Illya mumbled, he didn’t like the way this dream was going now and decided again that he wanted to wake up. “Please someone pinch me and wake me up?”

“D’Artagnan, you truly are mad.” Aramis elbowed him.

“Athos ma cher.” Angelique addressed him with familiarity.

“You are not welcome here Madam,” he answered, taking a sip of his drink.

“So you still drink that dreadful Aquitine?” She laughed charmingly.

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link to part two: http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/55303.html
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A woman accompanying her, and he recognized her as Kitty, a new girl in communications that he’d had his eye on. She smiled at him, shyly averting her eyes. Illya thought perhaps his was one not one of the Thrush agents minions, or relatives.

“Monsieur, I think you are mistaken. I am the Comtesse de La Fère, but you may address me as Milady, Milady de Winter, Baroness of Sheffield.” She gestured to the other woman.” This creature is my lady in waiting, Kitty.”

“Whatever.” Illya mumbled, he didn’t like the way this dream was going now and decided again that he wanted to wake up. “Please someone pinch me and wake me up?”

“D’Artagnan, you truly are mad.” Aramis elbowed him.

“Athos ma cher.” Angelique addressed him with familiarity.

“You are not welcome here Madam,” he answered, taking a sip of his drink.

“So you still drink that dreadful Aquitine?” She laughed charmingly.

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link to part one:
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“Do not tell me, “ Illya asked. “Madame Coquenard?”

“No, and how could you possibly know that? No one knows of my affair with Madame.” Porthos demanded. “You just arrived in the city.”

“Ummm, people talk and that is what they were saying about the great Porthos, a lover extraordinaire.” This was getting more bizarre, Illya thought to himself.. Why was his dream going this way? Perhaps it was because Napoleon was a ladies man, just as Porthos was. Illya thought he wanted to wake up, but now he was intrigued as to how this hallucination was going to turn out.”

“Oh well, when you put it that way, fine. Let’s go, my thirst is growing, and I feel like more wenching, a good sword fight does that to me.” Porthos laughed.

“You’re always that way,”April said. “You never miss a chance to chase after a pretty girl.”

Illya tried not to snicker.

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link to part one: http://ttp://section7mfu.livejournal.com/55071.html
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“Do not tell me, “ Illya asked. “Madame Coquenard?”

“No, and how could you possibly know that? No one knows of my affair with Madame.” Porthos demanded. “You just arrived in the city.”

“Ummm, people talk and that is what they were saying about the great Porthos, a lover extraordinaire.” This was getting more bizarre, Illya thought to himself.. Why was his dream going this way? Perhaps it was because Napoleon was a ladies man, just as Porthos was. Illya thought he wanted to wake up, but now he was intrigued as to how this hallucination was going to turn out.”

“Oh well, when you put it that way, fine. Let’s go, my thirst is growing, and I feel like more wenching, a good sword fight does that to me.” Porthos laughed.

“You’re always that way,”April said. “You never miss a chance to chase after a pretty girl.”

Illya tried not to snicker.

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This story was prompted after some cousins read my derring do story, "The Fat Tuesday Affair," A little different for me so I hope you like it. No summary as that might spoil things. It's rated Gen.
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“Touché”

“Et-la_ and there!” One of the fencers shouted the traditional phrase as he made a hit on is opponent. The style was easily recognizable as he charged aggressively, cutting with the sabre across his opponents face mask and scoring. The style of course was Russian.

The two men had been sparring for quite some time and decided to end their workout with a match. It lasted less than three minutes with the Russian scoring the enough points to win. His opponent scored a few hits, but not anywhere near the requisite number of fifteen.

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“Touché”

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“I can’t do this, Napoleon. I’m known here, I did a show two years ago. People do know who I am these days, my friend.” Illya Kuryakin, of the House of Vanya, fashion designer, was attempting to convince his friend of 25 years that being here at Mardi Gras on an UNCLE assignment was not a good idea for him. Why he had agreed to meet Napoleon here was baffling to him even now. How many times would he have to say “just one more time” before he meant it?

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“I can’t do this, Napoleon. I’m known here, I did a show two years ago. People do know who I am these days, my friend.”

Illya Kuryakin, of the House of Vanya, fashion designer, was attempting to convince his friend of 25 years that being here at Mardi Gras on an UNCLE assignment was not a good idea for him. Why he had agreed to meet Napoleon here was baffling to him even now. How many times would he have to say “just one more time” before he meant it?

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Below a story in the HODOWE challenge series, based on the Shrove Tuesday themes of penance and reconciliation. Because I like it, this follows on from the last one, but don't let that put you off.
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Current Mood: artistic
Current Location: On the green sofa
Current Music: the roar of the football stadium

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Current Mood: artistic
Current Location: On the green sofa
Current Music: the roar of the football stadium

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Current Mood: accomplished

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Current Mood: accomplished

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The men suddenly turned to Illya. “Engarde!” One of them shouted, drawing his sword, the other following suit. Together they charged the U.N.C.L.E. agent, making him skid to a stop, bunching the carpet beneath his feet and nearly tripping himself.

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"Fat Tuesday" ( Le Mardi Gras de la mort/the Mardi Gras of death)

"The Fat Tuesday Affair" by mrua7

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