Disclaimer: I don't own Good Omens in any of its incarnations. Duh. It'd have 900% more angst otherwise. A.N- For the prompt "Comedy" from the Good Omens Celebration.
Nobody asks
Crowley might have overdone it a little with Hamlet. He just meant to make it popular, not immortal. But miracles – all miracles – have a tendency to be influenced by more than one's actual intent. Emotions get in the way – that's true for every action from a living creature in the whole wide universe. One of Crowley's many damning questions was who thought that was a good idea, what with emotions being what they are. Sometimes painful, always messy, and very, very rarely resulting in the wisest option.
Then again, who wants wisest. Aziraphale's pleased little smile is sweeter than any wine, and he knows he will do anything to earn it again in the future, as long as there will be a future for him. But for the record, he still prefers the funny ones.
Aziraphale probably assumes that it's just his way to be contrary, and lets it go. Hell? Nobody in hell cares about his tastes, much less enquires about the reasons for them. He's unlikely to be asked to justify one random miracle, and if he does, he'll just make up something on the spot. He's good at that. He's learned long ago.
Because the truth? So many variations in the details, but there are two things Will comes back to again and again in most of them (hey, once you're good at something, why do it only once?). One: people in love get their happy end despite whatever trouble he throws at them. Two: disguises. Pretending. Whether it is dressing up to stay close to the person you love, or to confuse who wishes to pair you with the wrong one, or something else, it does lend itself to some delightful wit and hilarious misunderstanding.
The fact that Aziraphale and he have been skulking around for millennia, taking and leaving identities, and will never, ever be allowed a happy end...or will they? Mum might like different words, but the truth is – she's been consistently confusing all along. Anyway, that has no bearing on his love of comedies at all. He's not projecting. He's not dreaming. And if he is...it doesn't matter, because nobody asks.