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Valentine's Day Romance
Feb. 14th, 2022 05:04 pmCrowley had made a vow to learn all he could about wooing Aziraphale properly. He'd read a few paperback romances, then had found a world of ebooks with romance of every flavor. And then he'd gone online to find more ebooks and Crowley had found a miraculous new world of something called Fan Fiction. It was remarkable. He devoured it. He had no idea who most of the characters were, so they were just lovely stories.
Stories with...trends. Crowley quickly picked up on how these stories were written. Certain elements recurred, certain things were important.
And over the weeks, Crowley carefully crafted a plan and when Valentine's Day, the most holy day for love, came round, he barged into Aziraphale's room at sunrise and flung the curtains open.
Rose petals appeared and fluttered down on him.
"You need to get up. I have a plan," he said.
Romance got directly to the point, he had learned. If it didn't get directly to the point then it was called slow burn, and, in Crowley's opinion, they'd already done that bit.
Stories with...trends. Crowley quickly picked up on how these stories were written. Certain elements recurred, certain things were important.
And over the weeks, Crowley carefully crafted a plan and when Valentine's Day, the most holy day for love, came round, he barged into Aziraphale's room at sunrise and flung the curtains open.
Rose petals appeared and fluttered down on him.
"You need to get up. I have a plan," he said.
Romance got directly to the point, he had learned. If it didn't get directly to the point then it was called slow burn, and, in Crowley's opinion, they'd already done that bit.
