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    Napoleon’s weakness for femme fatales has never been one of the more ambiguous facets of his sexuality. (Or, a world in which Illya began his career on the wrong side of the law certainly isn’t one where Napoleon is any less likely to wind up in bed with him.)

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    Once upon a time, there was a boy, and there was a mirror.

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    Sometimes you have to rewind the film to see what you missed the first time.

    Written for the MFUWSS Easter Egg Exchange 2014

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    Two weeks in, Napoleon thinks that if he tried, he might be able to forget what city they’re in. He can’t, of course. It’s Vienna — she’s Vienna? he’s never been quite clear on whether characterizing cities helps him fit them any better, or whether it sets them forever apart — and he could never help falling in love with a city like Vienna, particularly in the spring.

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    Waverly says: “It’s the governments.”

    Waverly says: “They’re pulling funding.”

    Waverly says: “I thought you could use some company,” and Napoleon doesn’t do anything dramatic — doesn’t keep pouring until wine is slopping over his hand and into the sink, doesn’t drop the glass — doesn’t do anything but twist the bottle to catch the drips, and set it down on the counter, and turn around, and for all that it’s been a decade, and feels like so much more, it doesn’t matter. Illya might stand a little more at ease now, a little less guarded in his weariness and dressed accordingly, double-breasted grey wool that would not have looked out of place on Waverly five years ago, and now hangs on Illya like a passing fancy, but standing there, in Napoleon’s kitchen, it doesn’t matter if they’re in London in 1973 or West Berlin a decade earlier: Illya knocks Napoleon right out, though he doesn’t move a muscle.

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