Sometimes fanfiction is a love letter to the original canon, sometimes it’s just that one telegram that says “Fuck you. Strongly worded letter to follow”.
You know, in retrospect, a Nazi trying to convince a young, innocent girl to fall in love with him so that she might forgive his terrible ideologies and the fact that he would sell her out to his fellow Nazis for a corn chip while we all watch on screaming NO, pretty much sums up 2017 after all.