“You look barely awake.” Illya set two steaming cups onto their adjoining desks, clearly fighting a smile.
“Thanks.” Napoleon grabbed one and inhaled. Commissary coffee was stale and bitter, but he could use the caffeine … and a few hours of sleep.
“Rough night?” One blond brow rose. “Our illustrious CEA seems to be missing his usual sass and sangfroid today.”
“I’m not the one prone to sass,” Napoleon countered, “and I had a fantastic night … even though it wasn’t long enough.” He met his partner’s eyes and grinned at the faint flush staining the Russian’s cheeks. “As you should know.”
“Are you awake?” “Mmmph.” “Can you please use words?” Sigh. “Yes, Napoleon.” “That was a long interrogation session.” Snort. “I’d say.” “Did you have to sass Angelique like that? It never pays.” “I disagree. I picked up some information …” “Like?” “Just a second. Is there water?” “Here. Let me help you.” Groan. “Are you okay?” “Fantastic.” “Sarcasm does not become you.” “Sorry.” Cough. “Your illustrious girlfriend did make a revelation or two.” “Do tell?” “She has apparently been dating Ben Willis…” “From Research?” Pause. “…who is heading Project Pandora?” “The same.” Groan. “Fantastic.” “Sarcasm does not become you, either.”
He is definitely a work in progress. lol..........
Hugs, Jon
I came through this week...
I'm AWAKE. I'm AWAKE. It was still dark outside, and my husband was standing next to me. "It wasn't me that wanted to beat the weekend Christmas shoppers." I was USE to the SASS, but it wasn't going to help this conversation if I made it any LONGer. David tried to act like he hated going out shopping, but he was the most ILLUSTRIOUS bargain hunter of all time. It was FANTASTIC to see him in action.
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I always like your Mrs S. Nice job.
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Thanks!
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“You look barely awake.” Illya set two steaming cups onto their adjoining desks, clearly fighting a smile.
“Thanks.” Napoleon grabbed one and inhaled. Commissary coffee was stale and bitter, but he could use the caffeine … and a few hours of sleep.
“Rough night?” One blond brow rose. “Our illustrious CEA seems to be missing his usual sass and sangfroid today.”
“I’m not the one prone to sass,” Napoleon countered, “and I had a fantastic night … even though it wasn’t long enough.” He met his partner’s eyes and grinned at the faint flush staining the Russian’s cheeks. “As you should know.”
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They weren't the most exciting, but I liked what you did with them. :D
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I must say I do love the last line *Beams* That's brightened my day.
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“Are you awake?”
“Mmmph.”
“Can you please use words?”
Sigh. “Yes, Napoleon.”
“That was a long interrogation session.”
Snort. “I’d say.”
“Did you have to sass Angelique like that? It never pays.”
“I disagree. I picked up some information …”
“Like?”
“Just a second. Is there water?”
“Here. Let me help you.”
Groan.
“Are you okay?”
“Fantastic.”
“Sarcasm does not become you.”
“Sorry.” Cough. “Your illustrious girlfriend did make a revelation or two.”
“Do tell?”
“She has apparently been dating Ben Willis…”
“From Research?”
Pause.
“…who is heading Project Pandora?”
“The same.”
Groan. “Fantastic.”
“Sarcasm does not become you, either.”
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Well done. For simple words, they were hard to coax anything out of them.
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Thanks!
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Same here. More and more these days, in fact...
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Hugs, Jon
I came through this week...
I'm AWAKE. I'm AWAKE.
It was still dark outside, and my husband was standing next to me.
"It wasn't me that wanted to beat the weekend Christmas shoppers."
I was USE to the SASS, but it wasn't going to help this conversation if I made it any LONGer.
David tried to act like he hated going out shopping, but he was the most ILLUSTRIOUS bargain hunter of all time. It was FANTASTIC to see him in action.
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But you got something written and that's what counts! Good job.
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