"I'm blaming you for this one Illya." Solo said.
The two were standing on the edge of a cliff, looking down at the rocky shore below where the vehicle they were supposed to stop and search was crumbled on the rocks below. Solo spun on his heel and walked away as Illya winced as he looked more at the failed mission. He suddenly stood straight and said,
"What do mean blame me?"
He turned and saw Solo walking away quickly and he started after him saying,
"That was your fault this time."
"No I don't think so." Solo said confidently as he slipped into their own vehicle.
Illya followed then slammed the door asking,
"How was that my fault?" the Russian asked, severely annoyed.
"Simple," Solo began as he started the van, "You didn't put the break on and it rolled off the cliff."
As he began to drive down the dirt road Illya spoke up again,
"I didn't put on the breaks because I was too busy stopping you from activating a trip wire that you missed because you are blind."
"I am not blind." Solo said.
"Well you must be otherwise you would have seen it. Therefore, your negligence caused this and it is therefore your fault."
"I think it's both of your faults." a voice sounded from behind them.
The two spun around to see Joaquina sitting in the back seat.
"Quina?" Solo said.
"What are you doing here?" Illya asked.
"I was bored." Quina said, sitting back and crossing her legs, her royal blue dress inching up above her knee a bit.
Illya looked her over then Solo asked,
"And where is Leoda? She's not back there too?"
"No." Quina said, leaning forward on the back of Solo's seat, "She was sleeping and refused to wake up."
Solo chuckled and said,
"Sounds about right."
Quina laughed and looked over at Illya for a moment and when she saw that he was watching her, she looked back at Solo and said,
"If you are going back to the hotel then I want to go to a cafe next to the beach."
Solo sighed then said,
"Alright," he looked at Illya and added, "You are going with her."
"Me?" Illya unintentionally replied.
Quina looked at him and said,
"What's wrong?"
Illya looked at the girl then at Solo who was staring ahead with a suppressed grin on his lips. The KGB agent shifted in his seat then said,
"Nothing. We go then."
Quina remained gazing at him with a confused yet amused look on her face before sitting back and saying,
"Good."
Illya spared one quick glance back at her before sitting straight in his seat and clearing his throat, trying to look like he was distracted by one thing or another. They drove into town and that is where Quina pointed out the cafe, commenting on how it was the only one in the city of Malaga that was overlooking the coast.
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One Shots/Episodes
FanfictionThese one shots, or episodes rather, follow the various and ultimately random adventures of Napoleon Solo and Illya Kuryakin with new found team members (OC) from Germany and Portugal.