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[robanybody]

So, like, I'm totally blaming this one on gyzym because she posts things like this and doesn't discourage me from running off with the idea and writing it! Just. what the fuck is my life that I'm this ridiculous without apology

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[allheadybooks]

So I wrote this comment fic while waiting for Show to start based on the mental progression "Azirophale collects Bibles" --> "What would Danny collect?", and then LJ ate it, and then I rewrote it during the commercials!

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"It's, you know--holy," Danny says, flapping his hands erratically at waist level. "Don't give me that look, McGarrett."

"It's a musical, Danny," Steve says, holding the 1970 OBC first vinyl pressing with way less care than is warranted.

"It's a collector's item." Danny snatches the record out of his hand, and adds: "Be a little more careful, will you?"

"I don't know if you noticed, but you have like thirty of these. They're all the same album, Danny."

"It's called a collection, you schmuck, do you not know what that is? Or does Hell discourage it, huh, are you supposed to pare your possessions down to one ugly truck and a truly pathetic wardrobe so you can pick up and plant the seeds of evil at a moment's notice

[robanybody]

OH MY GOODNESS, YES. THIS IS SO GOOD. DON'T STOP WRITING THIS.

[celli]

oh my GOD. That wins everything, it really does.

[tieleen]

"Yeah," Danny says, "and do not even think about what I can see you thinking about, Steven, if I ever put on any one of these records from my collection and find out Freddie Mercury is singing the role of Jesus, there is going to be Hell to pay."

HEEE.

That is all.