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    “Are you alright? What’s all this about then?”

    “Ah. Well. I might have slipped.”

    “Slipped?”

    “Took a bit of a tumble, I’m afraid,” Aziraphale said. “But, well. What’s done is done.”

    “What’s done - ?”

    “Now that I’m no longer beholden to a rather arbitrary moral code, I have to ask: Do you pay taxes? Actually, more importantly, do you think I can stop paying taxes now? That seems like a sufficiently demonic thing to do. Refusing to do my civic duty and whatnot. Quite devious, I’d argue.”

    This was, in hindsight, not the most sensitive way of breaking the news.

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    06 Jul 2019

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    Without any more assignments coming from Downstairs, Crowley is struck with a bad case of the doldrums.

    It takes a bit of trial and error, but eventually a solution is found.

    (Or: the one where Crowley becomes an Uber driver.)

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    06 Jul 2019

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    “Do you know,” Aziraphale said, his voice muffled in the shoulder of Crowley’s jacket, “that when humans go through trauma, they can be quite calm and competent throughout, but then the terror comes out later, as it must?”

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    28 Jun 2019

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    Heaven’s execution chamber was elegant, magnificent - and bare. Polished floors gleamed, immaculate; their cleanliness made it impossible to guess at the atrocities committed upon them. Clean, white walls glared, and a window as large as the room was tall, teased of freedom just out of reach.

    At the center of it all, was a chair.

    And upon that chair, an angel sat.

    Across the cold, stark room - too far from the angel - a demon knelt, bound.

    The ropes burned, and Crowley hissed, hunching his shoulders as he turned his head up. The angel, his wrists tied to the chair, met and held his stare.

    No, it couldn’t - it wasn’t - this wasn’t right.

    Confused and in pain, Crowley called, “Angel, you alright?”

    Aziraphale’s light hair appeared white in the harshly lit room, and his face had gone pale; but at Crowley’s call he sat up in the chair, bound hands giving a feeble wave.

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    26 Jun 2019

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    It is said that the fires of hell are hotter than any earthly flame. This is true. What is not said, but is also true, is that all demons remember the pain of when they were first cast into it. It was a pain that, no matter how hard he tried, Crowley was never able to forget. It was also only the second worst pain he had ever felt. The worst happened just hours before the apocalypse was set to begin.

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    Or, it takes almost losing him for Crowley to be able to confess just how much he cares about Aziraphale.

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    26 Jun 2019

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