*collapses in a heap of drabbled exhaustion* :-D

Old New Year

Napoleon raised his glass in a toast. “To the New Year!”

“To the New New Year!” Illya responded, tapping the crystal lip of his fluted glass lightly against Napoleon's. “Na zdarOv'ya!Napoleon paused before tasting the champagne. “What do you mean-new-new ( Read more... )

Bouquets of Chrysanthemums Another day, another satrapy to destroy. Everything was going splendidly-until the explosives that they had planted detonated. That was when All Hell and everything in the neighboring zip codes went up like Armageddon ( Read more... )

another link in the drabble chain

Coffin of IceHe became aware of something trickling down his neck. He couldn’t move; his limbs were packed with ice and his head with fuzz. The world was white, his body over-hot-although the heat did not relieve the gnawing cold. He couldn’t drag any breath into his body-if there was any air to breathe. He ( Read more... )

somewhat loosely linked to 'william no-tell'

AvalancheIt happened in an instant-no warning. Even if he had heard the rumble that had rolled down before the icy wave struck, like thunder out of a clear-blue sky, he could not have reacted quickly enough ( Read more... )

William No-Tell“What-go out there?” Napoleon looked out through the window through fingers of frost. Snow had fallen during the night, leaving a gleaming powder across the alpine landscape ( Read more... )

Carrying One AnotherHard to find a comfortable position sitting, but writing a report is hard to do standing up. Waverly would probably not mind if I finished it later, but I wanted to get it done so I could go home and ( Read more... )

... but its still pretty short. Blame it on too much coffee and being snowed-in. Merry Christmas, y'all!

( Line of Duty )

(crossposted to mfuwss)
VigilNoises drew him from his watchful circuit of the house. The thick carpets swallowed his footsteps as he darted through the darkness, gun in hand and nerves singing. It was nearly midnight on Christmas Eve ( Read more... )

( Observances )

Periwinkle27 had some words left over from t'other day... so I borrowed the spares for an extra long drabble today...
(crossposted to mfuwss)

Secret Agent Santa

A rustle of paper. “What have we here… cuff links?”

“In lieu of my teeth.”

“Oh. You heard about that.” Illya's grin was unapologetic.

“Yeah. Thanks for not collecting. Besides, these are more useful. ( Read more... )