This fic is very well written. It captures the authors' voices almost perfectly, with that sort of not only British but uniquely Pratchett/Gaiman humor.
Aside from the writing and the yummy!slash, I find it great that the issue of the demon/love and angel/lust issue addressed, which doesn't happen in many fics. Or if it is, it ends up with Aziraphale falling or Crowley...actually, nevermind, that doesn't happen--at least not that I've read. It does appear, though, so it wouldn't be fair to say that it didn't. However, I like the way it's dealt with here a lot more than it is dealt in some of the more angsty ones.
I'll say this for this fic: I can see it being a short film, or the ending to the Good Omens movie (which I heard is coming out, though I could be wrong)--that's how on par it is with the book.
There are/were a few typos, but the fic was SO DAMN GOOD I'm ignoring them. Completely. Which is /different/ for the Grammar-Nazi-General. (Mom's GrammarHitler.)
Favorite Quote: ""And then-- and this is the really good part-- they put another one up on the next corner! Can you believe it? Almost...miraculous...isn't it, the way they just keep going with things...." Crowley was pleased with himself; he had recently made quite a lot of money on some American firm he'd convinced to put shops up at an unreasonable rate and unreasonable distances. [...] "It's not like they need that much coffee" he said. "Who needs that much coffee?""
Grade: Wonderful. Oh, did I wander. And with a strategic notebook.
your "mmm....slash" kitty cat
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