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Crowley and Aziraphale's Boys

Crowley and Aziraphale's Boys

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Apr 28, 2020
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Fanfic
Good Omens
Supernatural
A what if of Warlock and Adam being raised by Crowley and Aziraphale as their true selves. As Crowley had picked up the Anti christ he found out that the baby they were supposed to switch him with was being put up for adoption. So Crowley adopts him. He knew this was the start of something special that Aziraphale and him never had before. Yes they've helped kids in the past to find their way through the world. Maybe they can do it again and from the beginning of these kids lives. But what will become of them knowing that the coming war they needed both boys to learn how to be like them.
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Aziraphale would forgive him, of course. He always did. That had always been the Hell of it. It had been stupid to think things would be any different this time. It was a game they had been playing a long, long time, and he was all kinds of fool and idiot if he was going to suddenly start taking it seriously, even if only a few days ago he had thought Aziraphale was dead. Our side. It would be nice, really nice, if there was an *our side.* To be honest with himself, there was nothing in all the universe he wanted more. "I'll pick you up at eight," he repeated to the closed door, and headed back to the flat to take it out on the plants.

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