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section7mfuThis story is a little silly, but I had fun writing it. It is 7500+ words, so the link will take you to the whole thing on AO3. In my mind this story would fit in well somewhere in season three...
The Freaky Affair
. . .Illya glanced around and in two strides he crossed the room to where April was sitting still in her chair. He pulled off the sheet, and wrenched the hood up, and gaped, open-mouthed. He was looking down at himself. His own body…the face he saw in the mirror every morning. . .
The Freaky Affair
. . .Illya glanced around and in two strides he crossed the room to where April was sitting still in her chair. He pulled off the sheet, and wrenched the hood up, and gaped, open-mouthed. He was looking down at himself. His own body…the face he saw in the mirror every morning. . .
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