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    Other than Napoleon and the CIA watchdog assigned to him, the prison bus was empty. It was once a schoolbus, but had since been rudely repurposed, painted a dark charcoal gray with the words Virginia Department of Corrections printed in neat white paint under the murky windows. Outside, flat, baked farmland went past, acres of it, dotted sparsely with trees. There was no air conditioning in the bus, and the windows were open only in varying slivers; Napoleon felt like he was baking, himself, in clothes that were three days old. His shirt stuck to his back, and his jeans felt uncomfortably stiff on his legs.

    Napoleon watched the trees go past in a daze. His hands were cuffed to the chrome ring attached to the seat in front of him, and his legs were hobbled. It was hard to believe that only four days ago he had wandered through MoMa with a gorgeous leggy blonde on his arm, then wined and dined her at a nice French bistro. Strange how quickly the worm turned, just on the back of a single mistake.

    “Right side,” the watchdog said. “Get your first look at your new home for the next decade and a half, kid.”

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    In the first month of being co-opted into working with Illya Kuryakin full time at U.N.C.L.E., Napoleon stole Illya’s father’s watch four times, twice out of spite, once out of drunken curiosity, and once out of sheer boredom. After the fourth time, Gaby sprained one of Napoleon’s fingers and threatened to do worse if he did it again.

    “You are not a spy,” she told him firmly, dangling the watch out of reach as Napoleon curled in a wincing, fetal position on his Le Corbusier couch in his upstate apartment. “You are a thief with the self-control of a child. Now give me back my ring.”

    “What ring?” Napoleon asked innocently, even through the pain.

    “How fond are you of your nose?” Gaby shot back blandly.

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    21 Aug 2017

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    Master Skywalker always said “The Force works in mysterious ways” and Ahsoka Tano has to admit, getting thrown backwards in time by about forty years was very mysterious. Now she just needs to figure how to get back home and how to get Master Qui-Gon Jinn to take Senior Initiate Obi-Wan Kenobi as a Padawan before the young boy is shipped off to Bandomeer to take up the quiet life of a farmer.

    Of course, that’s assuming she doesn’t take him as her Padawan first...

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    and one time she still doesn't, but someone else does.

     

    “If I have a stun gun, which is completely illegal because a. I am a minor and b. it’s prohibited in the state of New York, I would totally electrocute someone’s balls off.”

    Shuddering, he says, “That’s a terrifying mental image.” He picks up his bag and she follows suit.

    “Thank you.”

    “And you only said it’s illegal, not that you don’t have one.”

    “Mhm.”

    Peter opens his mouth for a few seconds, then closes it and shakes his head. “I’m not going to ask. Plausible deniability.”

    “For once, you did not make a dumb decision. Congratulations.”

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