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Where on Earth, Spies Ch. 33 "En temps de guerre, nous devons trouver la paix en nous-mêmes."Where on Earth, Spies Ch. 33 by ~pentharis
Waldo piloted another WSO flight back to headquarters. It was a long flight, but doable without stopping. His thoughts were primarily focused on the job as always. He brought Carlos back as well. The unfortunate dog got airsick easily, but thankfully nothing disastrous happened to the upholstery. They did some small amount of chatting along the way, but aside from women and drinking, they shared little in common. Waldo preferred action movies, Carlos liked comedy. Waldo preferred art nouveau, Carlos liked Renaissance Italy. Carlos liked cocktails, Waldo preferred his drink
Where on Earth, Spies Ch. 32 "Il ya une place spéciale en enfer pour les gens comme moi." Waldo escorted Carmen out into the Russian snow, both of them quite warm from all the dancing. It was actually nicer out in the snow, after all that. At least to him. He wasn't the one wearing fishnets in the middle of Russia.Where on Earth, Spies Ch. 32 by ~pentharis
"If you keep thinking like that, I'm going to have to keep a closer eye on you. Can't have you getting yourself hurt, now can we?"
"I forget, sometimes, how fluent you are in French." Waldo grumbled. He was lying, he knew she was fluent. How could he forget?
"What, trying to keep me out of your musings? Tsk tsk, Wally, you know I hate to be left out of
Of course! I love your Sherlock work. x3 
Yaaay~ x3 Of course! It helped me figure out how to draw Sherlock's hair. It's such a ridiculous (and adorable) mass of wool. x3 I imagine a few children would have called him "black sheep" for those adorable curls. xD 
Anyway, glad I could help! And yeah, his hair is pretty adorable if I stare at him long enough. XD 
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