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Hope you enjoy this one as I did. Kudos or comments would be great to let Svet know you visited one of her older stories.
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7181617/1/Mandala-of-rain

So, tomorrow is Groundhog Day. In France, tomorrow is Chandeleur! I wrote this last year...
“Mmmm... Illya... Look...” Napoleon was pointing at the calendar, with a bright smile. “It's Groundhog Day!”
Illya Kuryakin peeped over his glasses and shook his head in feigned dismay. “Oh... Again...”
( Read more... )I couldn't manage to post the link so I reposted the story... It's all about the two on the raft in Shark Affair...
“I hate the sea.”
Such a pitiful face...
It's so calm. The life raft barely sways but Illya is turning green. Wrong. He's already. Green and miserable.
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I wrote this for Carabele. It was an Easter Egg posted first on mfuss.
Here are the links to the two parts of Starlight
Starlight 1
Silent night.
Deserted night.
Night meant darkness, peaceful darkness.
He was alone.
Napoleon Solo stopped and took some steps back behind the computer. A young, apparently very young, blond man had just come in the office, making his way to the desk, without a word, just nodding, vaguely. He picked up a file and went away, still silently.
So here he was. The Russian. The Uncle was an international organization. For months, Alexander Waverly wanted to get a Russian agent - and had eventually managed to get one.
A... Russian?
This is the Halloween story I wrote two years ago for the MFUscrapbook Halloween Challenge, based upon this amazing prompt by our cousin togsos