Napoleon and Illya were under attack from rebel forces who were lobbing oranges at them. Initially, they had tried to catch the fruit, only to discover each orange had been pierced with tiny, poisonous spikes that burned flesh. Parts of their skin were being eaten away.
"Get down," Napoleon yelled, as another batch zoomed over their heads. "What are you doing?" he demanded, as Illya, his jacket wrapped around his hand caught one of the lethal weapons and threw it back in the direction from which it had come.
"I believe the phrase is 'a dose of their own medicine."
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Napoleon and Illya were under attack from rebel forces who were lobbing oranges at them. Initially, they had tried to catch the fruit, only to discover each orange had been pierced with tiny, poisonous spikes that burned flesh. Parts of their skin were being eaten away.
"Get down," Napoleon yelled, as another batch zoomed over their heads. "What are you doing?" he demanded, as Illya, his jacket wrapped around his hand caught one of the lethal weapons and threw it back in the direction from which it had come.
"I believe the phrase is 'a dose of their own medicine."
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Thanks!
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All's fair in love and war. lol........
Hugs, Jon
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Tis true! thanks for reading!
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Thank you!
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