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07 October 2015 @ 12:39 am
It's well after midnight and I have work in the morning. Finishing this was not my most sensible use of time. Ah, well.
Oh, and this is a continuation of The Office Cat which I wrote for an earlier Short Affair.

It was a slow day which for once Napoleon was relishing. Ordinarily he craved action, but following a series of overseas assignments that had taken them away from New York for close to two months he was enjoying the chance to get some breathing space and catch up on the changes around the office.

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06 October 2015 @ 10:21 pm
I've played very fast and loose with the prompt. Also, I really apologise for the fact there isn't a plot :-D



For the third time in a week, Napoleon walked into the commissary and found it almost devoid of any female staff. The first couple of times, he’d put it down to the gloriously warm and sunny weather. He’d recently learned that many of the secretaries liked to eat lunch in a nearby public garden*. Today though, the rain was torrential, so he’d expected the commissary to be fuller.

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06 October 2015 @ 10:30 am


“Here kitty kitty kitty.”


“Come on you stupid cat, why would you want to sit out on a flagpole?”

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06 October 2015 @ 09:37 am

Posting for JantoJones

Napoleon woke first, coughing and sputtering from the smoke that filled the room. He felt a warm body tied to his back and assumed it was Slate.

“Mark wake up!” He tried rocking and jostling him.

“Whaaaa? Good heavens we’re on fire!”

“No kidding. Push against me; we have to stand.

They planted their feet firmly on the carpet and pushed hard until they shimmied  their way up to a standing position. That shift loosened the rope wrapped around their chests and with a little more wiggling room, they were able to free themselves.

Bits of burning debris drifted down around them as they made their way out to the front of the bar; there the fire was fully engaged.

“Angelique’s doing, Napoleon. It was a trap and she knew it mate.”

“Not her trap but Jie’s people. I swear if we get out of this she’ll…”

The bar entrance exploded in front of them, not from the flames but from a car careening through the door.

It was Kuryakin to the rescue.

“GET IN!” He shouted, and as soon as Solo and Slate dove inside the smoke filled car Illya slammed it into reverse and floored the gas pedal.
05 October 2015 @ 09:48 pm
“Let me assure you, the substance on my nails is non-lethal.”

“In that case, sweet dreams love.” April felt a great deal of satisfaction darting Angelique in the derriere. I’ll leave these three for the clean-up crew, she thought.

After a sweep of the warehouse, April determined that someone was in the process of building a bomb on the premises. It hadn’t been armed yet. She put in a call to her boss.

Meanwhile, Illya concluded his interrogation with Agent Harty and entering Waverly’s office, he found Sylvia Barton. Another suspicious fortune had been found, it was the address for Hurley’s Bar. April’s call came through at that moment.

“That’s about it, sir. I’ve tried contacting Solo and Slate but they haven’t answered.

“Why would Angelique choose one site over another, unless... it’s a trap!” Illya surmised.

“All right, Miss Dancer. Go directly to Hurley’s Bar. Mr. Kuryakin meet you there. Use utmost caution, both of you.”

Mark and Napoleon had found the bar abandoned and boarded up. Once inside, they were accosted by an unknown, shadowy figure.

When Illya and April arrived forty minutes later, they stood in the street and stared.

Hurley’s Bar was totally engulfed in flames.

Up next is an anonymous pinch-hitter for Jantojones.
05 October 2015 @ 06:01 pm

Prompts:  red, degrade
Once again I'm over by a bit.

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Prompt Word: Degrade
Prompt Color: Red
Word Length: 835
No Warnings

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Current Location: Queens, NY
05 October 2015 @ 01:28 pm

It’s that time of year again ghouls and guys.

It’s the Seven Days of Halloween here on section7mfu

This year we’ll be using our regular weekly challenges as the launching point for
tales of terror or fun based on the holiday of Halloween.

So your responses to all challenges the week of October  25th through October 31 should have a Halloween-ish theme!

Scary, creepy, mysterious, ookie and all together spooky!
Have some fun with the the Seven Days of Halloween!

The challenges are:

Sunday 10/25: Open posting for any non-challenge Halloween story.

Monday 10/26: The Short Affair

Tuesday 10/27: PicFic

Wednesday 10/28: A little Drabble Do Ya!

Thursday 10/28: The Great Episode Challenge.

Friday 10/30: maybe, just maybe a What’s My Line?

Saturday 10/31: Writer’s Choice! -time to recommend scary stories
written by you or your favorite author!
Post a link or post your story in full. The more the scarier!

And don't forget there's the big reveal over on mfu_scrapbook for the 2015 Halloween challenge.
There'll be lots more great stories to read there as well!

Mwaa haa haaa!

Any questions pm me...mrua7



Part 1
Part 2

Prompts – Obstacle/Red
Word Count (approx.) – 781

Time seemed to freeze as all eyes fixated on the weapon in Napoleon’s hand. All eyes, bar the doctor’s that was.

“Is the threat of violence supposed to induce me to change my opinion,” Hawkes sneered, with derision. “I saw plenty of guns in Korea, where I witnessed first-hand what communism did to our troops. I was the one patching them up in a M.A.S.H. unit.”

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