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Tweak says, "I just wanna..."

Aziraphale (softangel) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2019-08-30 19:51:00

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anthony j crowley, aziraphale

WHO: Aziraphale, Crowley, and the flamingos
WHAT: Saving an endangered species
WHERE: Around town
WHEN: Today

This town was interesting to say the least, far too small for his tastes, even as a being who spent rather a lot of his time in his book shop and no where else back home, it was too small for Aziraphale. The doors were proving to be a valuable asset to the town but at the same time they were not the answer he had hoped they might be when he and Crowley had first investigated them.

They were necessary of course, he saw that as groups brought back goods, he had even begun gathering things when he'd gone through, rebuilding his book collection with new and interesting finds all the while hoping he'd come upon the answer that would send both him and Crowley back where they belonged. But that had not seemed to be the case just yet, so he was making the most of what they had here.

And what they had here were flamingos. He'd always liked them, charming birds really. They weren't ducks but considering their options well they were a decent fill in. Only apparently they were in danger of being eaten. He'd heeded the warning that there was some beast in town that might single them out and he'd made sure to make the birds able to avoid that particular fate. He hadn't thought he'd need to worry about the citizens, who would eat a flamingo. And then of course, he'd been wrong about that.

"I wonder if I might trouble you for a bit of your time." There was only one person in town that he'd have trusted for something like this. "Have you heard? They're eating the flamingos."

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softangel
2019-09-10 05:50 am UTC (link)

Aziraphale truly had no idea what flamingos actually liked, but he had a feeling after all the doors they'd tried that this might just be the best they would find and all things considered it was a better life for them here than being constantly stalked by humans and strange animals. And that was enough for him at the moment, safe enough for them to figure things out on their own - maybe find a place that suited them better and all where Aziraphale wouldn't have to see what their ultimate fate might have been.

"Oh a picnic?" He perked up a bit at the suggestion a smile blooming across his face at the idea of it - yes this was actually a much better place for something like that. "Yes, yes I think that would be very agreeable." He smiled warmly at the idea of it.

"Maybe we'll lunch first and then move our feathered friends over when we've finished up." The last thing he wanted was to be bothered by some too pink birds when he would much rather be spending his time focused on Crowley - it was, perhaps not strange, but new to be allowed such freedoms. For so long he'd been all too aware of eyes on him, of the knowledge that Heaven could see his moves at any moment and know that he had been consorting with a demon since the very first days.

Here though, none of that was a concern, even less so than it had been with the realization that they had managed to put a bit of fear into their respective office. Here he could gaze upon Crowley for an extended period of time without thinking twice about it. Like he was doing then in that moment, gazing at him.