*squeaks with glee* Oh, oh that was /perfect/. I think this is my favorite Pandora Hearts fic ever, to date. Elliot is such a snarky little bastard, and yet has these /ideas/ about appropriate class and government, and this is /just/ how they'd mix.

Favorite line: God, he must have read half a dozen of those awful Holy Knight books that Elliot and Oz loved so much. They brought on a combination of fond amusement and hair-tearing frustration; it was almost like having Elliot in the room.

They're so cute.