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    The demon raises an eyebrow in an unnaturally perfect arch. "Not really my purview, is it, confession?"

     

    "You'll think it's funny. Well, you might." The corners of his mouth turn up, nervously, though there's that look in his eyes - a combination of warmth and weight that tugged at Crowley even before he knew what it meant. He's still not sure what to do with it, even after all this time.

     

    "Angel," he begins, "you don't have to-"

     

    "For the longest time, you see, I worried it was a - I think it's called a long game."
     

    Aziraphale doesn't feel guilty, for once, but has some things to confess.

    Crowley doesn't think he has guilt, and doesn't plan to confess anything. On both counts, he's wrong.

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    ‘I know all that’s waiting down there is just death. But still. Still. Bless me anyway. I’ll stick with this world to its end. I choose to. Spare Aziraphale, like you promised, don’t you dare let him see what goes down. But leave me alone, bless me, whatever. Let me go. I’m not picking sides.’

    Or, a story of a second Apocalypse and its accidental Prophet.

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    19 Aug 2019

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    "Oh," Aziraphale says. "I think Crowley might have moved in with me."

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    19 Aug 2019

  4. Public Bookmark 9

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    “Well,” said Aziraphale frostily. “If you prefer an emotionally manipulative Brontë knockoff to a faithful rendering of the greatest satirical mind of the 19th century—”
    “And,” Crowley cut in, “everyone in the 2005 version is more attractive.”
    “My dear," said Aziraphale, outraged. “Colin Firth. Coming out of a pond.”

    Aziraphale discovers that Crowley has some Very Wrong Opinions about Jane Austen adaptations.

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    18 Aug 2019

  5. Public Bookmark 75

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    “I’ve come to take you to dinner,” Crowley announces, “and you can’t say no. We’ve a reservation at the Lecture Room at Sketch and Chef Gagnaire’s prepared seven courses. Tempting, eh?”

    “By God,” Aziraphale stops himself, a little guilty after taking the Lord’s name in vain. He does hope She doesn’t mind. “But you are good at what you do.”
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    A week after the thwarted Apocalypse, Crowley takes Aziraphale to dinner. In the course of a night, Aziraphale finally comes to understand what they mean to each other.

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    15 Aug 2019