What I Did On My Summer Holidays, by A.J. Crowley, age 6000

[aj_crawley]

A short summary today, thank god.

Crowley comes in, and is confused by Door's Crisis. He then proceeds to give Tonks a Talk about the place of sheep in a relationship.

Aziraphale arrives, is also puzzled by the Crisis, and bitches with Crowley about St. George. They drink tsipouro, and talk about tradition. Crowley gets maudlin, reminisces about an erstwhile Macedonian king, is on the wrong end of Aziraphale's cattiness, and confesses a two thousand year-old secret. Classics geeks everywhere have a O_o moment.

Comments

[copperbadge.livejournal.com]

That is the most fabulous thing ever. *dies laughing* Well done Crowley! Poor Phillip. Cuckolded by a succubus.

[aj_crawley]

It's like I said to Tonks-mun, I was feeling trés Iskandrian a few days ago, what with it being his birthday, and so I was flicking through my copy of Plutarch...

*looking at Plutarch*

'Snake...'

*looking at aj_crawley*

'Snake...'

*looking at journey to Siwah*

'Snakes...'

*COFFEESPEW*

'Snake!'

See here for why it all makes sense in my twisted little mind.

[copperbadge.livejournal.com]

Snaaaaaaake!

I love it.