TITLE: After Midnight
AUTHOR: Ashley-Pitt
FANDOM: The Man From U.N.C.L.E.
PAIRINGS: Napoleon Solo, Illya Kuryakin
PROMPT: [livejournal.com profile] slashthedrabble Past Prompts Revisited. #014. Food
SUMMARY: A very light and fluffy Drabble.
WORD COUNT: 200
RATING: PG
DISCLAIMER: I do not own these characters, nor am I making any money from them. I borrow them once in awhile, but put them away tidily.
AUTHOR’S NOTE: 7/30



Napoleon’s eyes blinked open.

Something was wrong.

He felt in the bed beside him.

Empty.

He got up and padded softly to the lighted kitchen.


Illya stood at the counter, peering intently at the oven.


“Illya, its three am, what are you doing?”


Illya turned at the noise, a wire whisk held menacingly in his hand.


“I was hungry. I am making a soufflé.”


“A soufflé? In the middle of the night?”


“I was hungry,” he repeated. “By the way we are all out of eggs, again.”

“Where did you ever get the recipe?”


“Wanda.”

“Oh. Well, let’s see your creation,” Napoleon said as he moved toward the oven.


“No!” Illya said, brandishing the wire whisk in a very threatening manner. “If you open the oven it will deflate and be ruined. In fact, we should move softly and speak in whisper.”

“Well , I am not going to tiptoe around my own apartment. How long do we have to wait until it is disarmed.. baked?”

“About thirty minutes.”

“Good,” Napoleon said as he grabbed Illya’s hand. “Put down your whisk, set the timer, and come with me into the bedroom. I know just how to work up an appetite.”

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