The Cat Burglar Affair - Writer's Choice/International Cat's Day - August 8th

The Cat Burglar Affair is only 5 months old, but it's the only one I have with a cat theme. In it, a female burglar chooses the wrong house to rob and UNCLE need to sort out the problem.

The story also went on the spawn a timeline which fully intend to continue, when I get around to it.

The Cat Burglar Affair This link takes you to ff.net

There are 2 short follow ups to it, so far.

The Picnic can be found in the Map room, and is very much Het, while A Step Forward also takes you to ff.net.

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From Last Year's World Cat Day Affair...



I'm taking the liberty of posting this link to all of last year's World Cat Day Entries.  Lots of Feline Fun with MFU... Enjoy! World Cat Day

It's World Cat Day... The Siamese and the Russian



"Privet kotenka"
'mrrrrowww'
The little siamese kitten was sitting on the stoop to Illya's apartment building. It appeared to be well fed, and clean. Bravely holding his place, the small creature seemed unimpressed by the man, and continued to complain to this stranger about his predicament.

"Kem vy sebya otnosite?" Illya asked the question, flattering the kitten with a feigned expectation of being told to whom it belonged.

'Mrrroww...mrrrowww'
It answered in a tone that indicated to Illya that he should understand what the mewing meant. Perhaps it wouldn't hurt to give it something to eat.

''Vy golodny malyshka?'' Illya reckoned that the little one might be hungry. Surely none of his neighbors would have left this tiny kitten here to fend for itself on the street.

'Marrrrrooowww'
"Da"

Knowing that he would most likely regret doing so, he picked up the little beige kitten and carried it up to his apartment, figuring he could keep it for one night and then find a suitable home for it at work the next day. An enforcement agent didn't need a menagerie of animals waiting while he traipsed off on long assignments.

No doubt one of the secretaries would be willing to take home a blond, even if it was a Siamese and not a Russian.

SNAPSHOTS~ "Wild Kingdom"

Napoleon let out a blood curdling scream in the middle of the night, cursing as he realized there was a set of needle-like claws embedded in his forearm.

"God Dammit Illya," he muttered.

Moments later his partner charged into his living room, his weapon in his hand. He opened the light switch, seeing Napoleon sitting wide-eyed on the sofa, holding a reddening arm that had on it, some tiny pinpoints of blood.

"What happened?"

"You and your damned stray cats, that's what happened."

"I do not understand."

"I was sleeping as sound as a baby, and I know that kitten of yours was laying near me. All of a sudden I got these claws latched onto me and the kitten is hanging from my arm, dangling off the edge of the sofa".

Illya chuckled. "She probably was in a deep sleep, and rolling over found herself falling. She grabbed on to the nearest thing to save herself, and that was you...kittens do that sometimes." Illya picked up the little black furball, as she was cowering in fear in the corner from Napoleon's outburst.

"Do you plan on keeping this one?" The American asked.

"I am thinking about it...."

Solo grunted, "Next time my apartment is being painted, I think I'll opt for a hotel room. It's like Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom in here."

"Oh for goodness sake Napoleon, it is just a kitten..."

                                      black-kittens

"Through the Looking Glass" ~ for International Cat Day on Section VII

Though this is Christmas-related...I couldn't resist posting as I always loved the interaction between Illya and the ahem...Cheshire cat. Hope you enjoy!

summary: A brief glimpse into Illya Kuryakin's mind on a Christmas Eve, a parody of sorts...



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Illya Kuryakin woke to find himself alone in the middle of a forest, laying beneath a tree, and he had no idea how he'd gotten there.

"Where am I?" He wondered aloud.

The echo of a voice startled him. "That depends a good deal on where you want to get to."'

Illya spun in place, trying to find its source. "Who are you, show yourself."

"Certainly," the voice crooned.

In the tree above the Russians head, a smile appeared out of thin air, followed by a pair of green eyes and little by little a brown tweed-ish looking cats head and finally a body attached to it. It had an eerie blue glow about it.

"Oh bother, I've forgotten my tail," the puss said until the last of his appendages appeared. "Mmmm yes quite, much better indeed."

The creature seemed to be floating in the tree and not laying on any particular branch. There was something oddly familiar about it, as it had bushy eyebrows, and held a briar pipe in its paw. The cat put it to his mouth, inhaling deeply until he released several large smoke rings in the air, floating above his head like a halo.

Illya got a whiff of the tobacco and suddenly sneezed. He hit the side of his head a few times, hoping it might clear his vision. "A Cheshire Cat? Impossible," he blurted out, wondering what sort of drug with whichTHRUSH had surely injected him.

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International Cat Day - A Family Reunion








Wellington might not have had the power of human speech, but he was still quite skilled at letting his opinions be known.  The much-hated cat carriers were out and he would periodically pass near his and hiss at it as if it were a rival tom.Read more... )

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Another Day at UNCLE HQ For World Cat day

As mentioned in Lapis Run today, Waverly might be upset about Lapis' visit and here is why. Reposted from 2012 UNCLE HQ Inaugural Challenge
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"Shrodinger's Cat" for International Cat Day on Section VII

This is 'sort of' cat related....

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It was a bright sunny day in New York city, the temperatures were at last comfortable and the humidity gone, at least for now.


Two men, a blond and a brunette walked, or perhaps more aptly, strolled along the sidewalk. Their destination, a small tailor shop only a few blocks away and given that it was finally a pleasant day, they decided to forego a taxi.


“Would that your American summers would always be like this,” the blond mumbled.


“I have to agree with you, this is more comfortable,” Napoleon Solo smiled at a pretty blonde wearing a bright yellow mini-dress as she passed them by.

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"Lucky" ~ for international Cat Day on Section VII



It was that perfect time of day, a summer's eve, just when the light was fading but there was still enough to see the details of your surroundings. The moon was high in a cloudless sky, not quite full yet with it's light giving a muted brilliance to the approaching darkness.


Illya Kuryakin sat in a white wicker chair on the front porch of an old Victorian house that was situated in the middle of nowhere in northern New Jersey.


He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees and his chin on his clasped hands, watching as the fireflies flickered on and off as they drifted past as darkness finally fell.


The air was filled with the heady scent of flowers... roses, hydrangeas, lilies and many more with their bright colors becoming subdued in the twilight.


A small black and white kitten appeared from beneath the porch, stalking something with the keen focus of a leopard, until it was suddenly distracted by a one of the brightly lit insects as it flew past, and took off after it.


"Pssst, pssst," Illya called after it," Here puss."


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International Cat Day

RL has me swamped these days. I had hoped to have my story about Illya and Napoleon cat-sitting for Mr. and Mrs. Waverly finished in time for International Cat Day but, alas, it was not to be. I'll post the completed story in a couple of days, but in the meantime, here's the image I have in mind It's worth a giggle or two:


Illya and cats 2

Détente




This story was originally posted for a PicFic prompt, the black cat you see on the steps.

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One of them would give in.  The Russian was determined that it wouldn’t be him.  The cat was equally intent on having the last long look at this blue-eyed adversary.

“What, exactly, is the point of continuing to sit here and stare at that cat?”



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Enter Caesar - for What's My Line? and World Cat Day

I decided to combine the two challenges and give you a line and a cat.  The line is Remind Me Again...
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Two men crept along the path towards a high wall that surrounded a THRUSH satrapy in the middle of nowhere.  One of them was carrying a large case in which was housed their secret weapon.  Word of the nature of this satrapy had reached the desk of Alexander Waverly, and the mission he concocted was what brought Napoleon Solo and Illya Kuryakin here to this desert outpost.

mrrroww.... )

The Siamese and the Russian

"Privet kotenka"
'mrrrrowww'
The little siamese kitten was sitting on the stoop to Illya's apartment building. It appeared to be well fed, and clean. Bravely holding his place, the small creature seemed unimpressed by the man, and continued to complain to this stranger about his predicament.

"Kem vy sebya otnosite?" Illya asked the question, flattering the kitten with a feigned expectation of being told to whom it belonged.

'Mrrroww...mrrrowww'
It answered in a tone that indicated to Illya that he should understand what the mewing meant. Perhaps it wouldn't hurt to give it something to eat.

''Vy golodny malyshka?'' Illya reckoned that the little one might be hungry. Surely none of his neighbors would have left this tiny kitten here to fend for itself on the street.

'Marrrrrooowww'
"Da"

Knowing that he would most likely regret doing so, he picked up the little beige kitten and carried it up to his apartment, figuring he could keep it for one night and then find a suitable home for it at work the next day. An enforcement agent didn't need a menagerie of animals waiting while he traipsed off on long assignments.

No doubt one of the secretaries would be willing to take home a blond, even if it was a Siamese and not a Russian.

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Lapis Run

An unexpected visit to headquarters and chaos ensues.

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OH my gosh! I almost forgot!

Tomorrow is World Cat Day! Post a new or recycled MFU Cat Tale on Section VII!

                           

Purr....

World Cat Day Challenge - from Laurose8

[livejournal.com profile] laurose8 had a brainstorm that I instantly loved - a writing challenge centered around World Cat Day 2014.  It is an International observance that, although not a part of the 60's scene, can still inspire some lovely stories for our cat loving Russian and sometimes clumsy CEA.  You might recall that he tripped over the office cat (who knew UNCLE kept a cat at Headquarters?), and sprained his knee during the Bow Wow Affair.  As I'm writing this the irony of it just hit me, since of course the episode is about dogs.  Duh!
Anyway, the date is August 8, three weeks from today.  It will replace the Reading Room on that day and we will gather around to honor our feline friends with new and recycled stories, your choice.  Let's just fill up the pages with cat tales.
We shall do the same for doggies, I just don't have the date yet.
So, there you go.
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