Why Does It Always Have To Be...?

Disclaimer: If I owned Good Omens, there'd be a sequel by now. I don't own any of Indiana Jones. Not even a hat.

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Professor Indiana Jones had been taking a restful vacation of sorts from saving the world from domination-seeking Nazis and seeking overly-powerful objects that had the ability to do things people would literally kill for.

In other words, he was taking the time to do something he only rarely – he felt – got a chance to do. Research and theory work, as opposed to the back-breaking and life-threatening physical variety. And, occasionally, teach.

So far, it had been as much as nearly a year since his last assignment, if you could call it that. He had neatly gotten back into the hazy routine of campus daily life.

So it was with a wary outlook if not at least some excitement that he had the chance to talk to someone who had transferred for a short leave from England, who appeared to have similar interests to him, and who had, apparently, known his father.

Unfortunately, his new acquaintance's old friend and he did not have the most brilliant start when the first things he saw by some unlikely fate, were the man's shoes. At least, he thought they were shoes. Something he had said once came back to haunt him.

"Snakes. Why does it always have to be snakes?"

He shivered, and didn't catch the annoyed look the English bookkeeper sent his old friend, or in fact the smirk the dark haired man returned with an altogether too innocent act.

All the same, he could never figure out why they seemed to share a compound amusement in his phobia. If he had any way of proving it, he'd say that they knew something that he didn't.

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AN: Always wanted to do a 'Snakes on a Plane' crossover. Didn't want to have to watch the film, though. Earlier today, I saw something about Indiana Jones, and this thing popped into my mind. Poor Indy...

Unfortunately, I suppose this would have to be AU for GO, because Aziraphale and Crowley aren't supposed to have met up in person since the Reign of Terror in France, or something like that. I'm not sure. It might have just been a 'you owe me from back then' not a 'haven't seen you since back then. Oh, well.