Francis' rose tinted glasses reflected Arthur's dismissive gaze, watching the Englishman scoff. He scowled. They had been at it for hours now, and while Arthur's hands were busy cleaning off the dust from his precious collection of rare and valuable books, propped right next to him in heaps and mounds for its yearly cleaning. These were literature
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So, i instantly loved this without reading it. I loved it more after reading it :D *goes to read the other parts now*
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Some kick-ass crossover you've got there. I can't get over the hilariousness of Russia being in Heaven and SuFin in Hell. XD And the things-that-lay-or-might-not-lay-eggs conversation... That a reference to the nests/gorillas/birds/eternity and little birds and The Sound of Music drunken conversation in the back of Aziraphale's bookshop? >D
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Thanks! :) There'll be a bit more insanity in the future, too, as well as characters in Hetalia playing GO characters who you, even I, would've never expected they would play XD Yep- worse than Russia being Metatron. Much, much worse.
But hopefully funnier in that prospect XDD
Stay tuned for more! :)
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Thank you so much for posting what you've written for your fic so far, I am wholeheartedly enjoying it and am inspired to read the book again.
If you end up putting in a nod to the Crowley growing plants scene I think I might die.
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Thanks! XD
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