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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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    Axel, contract killer extraordinaire, faces a dilemma: three months of menial work in a time that isn't his own, revolving around a blond that he not only has to assassinate at the end of that period - but also protect until that moment arrives. Joy.

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    He’s carefully balancing the sandwiches and the two biggest tupperware containers he could find that both had functioning lids when the front door opens and he almost drops everything right there in front of the stupid fountain.

    If that’s Derek Hale, he’s definitely not a mountain man.

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    "This is going to be even better than America," Harry says, his mouth so close Niall can feel his lips against the shell of his ear.

    "Better?" Niall raises his eyebrow as the crowd gets louder, the kind of roar Niall can feel in the soles of his feet. "Don’t know if that’s possible, Haz."

    (Stylan do Europe, the sequel to emotional knapsack)

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