Fandom: The Man from U.N.C.L.E.
Category: gen
Rating: G
Word Count: 84
Psst! Napoleon!
Solo looked around. He didnt see anything right away, but after a moment he noticed the mop of fair hair bobbing up from behind a stack of crates.
Illya? Waverlys been trying to contact you for an hour!
Ive been busy, Kuryakin growled. Regarding astronomical anomalies.
What?
Ive been seeing stars. He rubbed his scalp.
I guess your cover wasn’t as deep as we thought.
Speaking of cover, Illya peeked out again, his face gloriously red,you haven’t seen my trousers, have you?