Fandom Man from UNCLE
Word count 100
Napoleon bit his lips in frustration. He couldn't remember anything of the mission and at the moment he was obsessed with the image of old dusty medicine bottles. Apis Mellifica... Baptisia... Illa delivering a lecture – and enjoying himself doing it...
“Baptisia tinctoria... How interesting, Napoleon! It's used as a treatment for many things... Mind ailments as mental confusion, illusion of divided personality...” And he had chuckled at him.
“They'll cage the whole world, gentlemen.” What happened to him? Where was Illya? What about the medicine bottles?
Unexpectedly a warm and gentle breeze brushed his cheeks. Napoleon blinked, gasping in despair.