Today, Supreme Archangel Aziraphale Walked Into A Room To See Two Junior Angels Holding Hands. They Sprang

Today, Supreme Archangel Aziraphale walked into a room to see two junior angels holding hands. They sprang apart quickly, wide eyed and rambling explanations, but he quickly reassured them that he of course had seen absolutely nothing.

He spent the rest of the day clasping his own hands together tightly and thinking of a certain bus journey back from Tadfield.

I reaaallly dont know what to draw so heres something stupid

Today Crowley wishes he could play battleship with Aziraphale, as a way to sort out their feelings after the fight. He tries to play by himself but it's really not the same.

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i mean where the lie.

Today is Saturday and their anniversary of Nah-pacalypse. It's been five years since the world didn't end. It's been just over one year since Aziraphale left on the lift. They always had a standing reservation for their table at the Ritz, and they had gone every year to celebrate with a toast to the world. Crowley didn't have the heart to cancel it, but he didn't want to go. So he drove to the Ritz and glared in the window to make sure no one else sat at their table today. And he might have miracled a few pastries to burn, too.