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[Podfic] What We're Good At

Summary:

That night at Crowley's flat, continued. Crowley and Aziraphale have solved Agnes' riddle, practiced swapping forms, and talked all night. Aziraphale ponders what Crowley means to his story.
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In one motion Aziraphale picked him up, easy as scruffing a kitten. A belligerent, unwieldy kitten with terribly long legs wrapped around his waist. A kitten with a multilingual swearing vocabulary being put to good use.
"You do not fight fair! You unmitigated eternal bastard! Put me down you preposterous -"
Aziraphale obligingly dropped both arms, but Crowley clung to his torso like a flustered tarsier.
"I didn't mean - don't **drop** me, you great lummox, you're supposed to -"
"I'm supposed to?" laughed Aziraphale. "Supposed to what, serpent?"

Notes:

Music: Reflections by Alexander Nakarada (filmmusic.io licence)

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