Napoleon
A Dabble in a Drabble with a Twist — 158. The word is kiss and the genre is historical fiction.
Napoleon calls from atop his horse. He overlooks
|Waterloo. The scavengers have descended to
sift the spoils.
“Bonjour Duc!”
(Translator): In English with a French accent. Good morning, Duke.
“Il semble qu’après 23 ans de combats, on nous ait enfin donné la peau.” Napoleon says.
(Translator): It seems after 23 years of fighting we have finally had our ass handed to us.
Duke, “Jolly right Sir.”
“Je suppose que nous pouvons dire adieu à notre domination impériale et à notre contrôle de l’Europe.” Napoléon quips.
Duke Chuckles, “Well, If you mean you can kiss your ass good-bye! Fucking Hell!”
Thank you to our fearless leader for lobbing curveballs. https://medium.com/fiction-shorts/mixed-up-june-random-drabble-158-d617d677b164
Today’s read goes to St Niki, well Nancy. So right in a wrong world. https://medium.com/fiction-shorts/being-niki-de-saint-phalles-sister-a36c44069119
