DISCREET
SOAP
ROTTEN
HYPNOTIZE
BILLOWY
CONSIST
I did two drabbles for this one. The first was striving for humor. The second, a nod to the upcoming Halloween season...
”Possible adult themes”
(1) Light
“Did it have to be soap?” demanded Illya, spitting out soapy saliva.
“It’s better than dying, and certainly more discreet than the alternative.”
Illya glared, turning decidedly green. “Oh… I feel rotten.”
“I’m sorry. I’ll tell you what-when you’re released from Medical, we’ll go out for dinner! My treat.”
“By all that’s holy, Napoleon… Shut. Up.”
Charlene Kirk entered in a billowy cloud of turquoise chiffon. “Who’s the patient that needs hypnotized?”
Placing a gentle hand on the lovely doctor’s arm, napoleon quickly steered her to safety.
“When I get free, your final meal will consist only of-”
(2) Dark
“Why not?” begged Napoleon.
Illya was silent.
“Look, I’m sorry about… uh, dropping the soap. That was a rotten thing to do. I was just teasing…” *nervous laugh* “I thought it more discreet than-” He broke off, unable to complete that sentence. “As for trying hypnotism… That was cowardly. It’s just that I’d hoped… Don’t you see? I love you-” *choke* “-always will…”
Outside, the chilled breeze blew billowy clouds across the darkened sky.
Brushing back overlong hair, he glanced at the monitors. Thrush’s latest coup consisted of an unusually nasty serum, left his partner lost in delirium…
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