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    After Brother Francis rescues Nanny Ashtoreth from the duckpond (following an issue definitely not caused by Crowley trying to save ducks from five-year-old Warlock) Crowley and Aziraphale abscond to a private room in the Dowling mansion to shed their wet disguises, light a warm fire, and spread their wings out comfortably. Crowley can't bear to see Aziraphale's wings such a mess. Really, though... what's a little feathery finger-combing between frenemies?

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    Aziraphale glances down at the macaron in Crowley’s hand - two blush pink biscuits sandwich a layer of swirled white buttercream containing red-pink specks that Aziraphale takes to be pomegranate arils. Crowley places the macaron against Aziraphale’s lips with more reverence than the angel had thought him capable. “It’s alright, angel. Just take a bite.”

    “Is that what you told Eve?”

    “Something like it. It worked, didn’t it?”

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