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    Post-season-two. Crowley's moping, Aziraphale wants to fix things, and turns out, there's enough blame to go around.

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    “You’re being ridiculous.”

    Crowley very nearly falls over.

    Like, actually. He very nearly loses balance for no reason at all and tumbles to the sidewalk next to his car. He’s been playing Aziraphale’s voice in his head for weeks, he’s been trying very hard to drown out the sound of it, in fact, and now suddenly, abruptly—

    “What are you doing here,” is all he can think to say. He whirls around, and there he is. On Crowley’s right, standing there like he’d never left. Where he belongs, Crowley’s mind helpfully supplies. He wishes he could punch himself in the brain, knock the thoughts right on out of there.

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    21 Jun 2026

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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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    19 Jun 2026

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    “Oh - no, no, you can’t do that!”

    Crowley grins manically at the angel, feeling drunk on the sudden onslaught of possibilities, and sure that his yellow eyes are glowing unnervingly.

    “Oh, yes, we can,” he growls, before offering the book and pen to him. “Do you want to write it?”

    But Aziraphale is still shaking his head.

    “No, no, I - of course, we can, apparently,” he stutters. “But what I mean is - Crowley, we can’t summon Her without a plan, first!”

    OR: Aziraphale thinks ahead, Crowley has feelings, & Fell the Marvelous gives an encore performance…that just might save the world.

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    14 Jun 2026

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    As soon as Aubrey Thyme, psychotherapist, had opened her office door and seen her new client, Anthony J. Crowley, sitting in her waiting area, she was observing and assessing him. At first glance, she paid attention to the following:

    --His clothing was expensive and stylish;
    --He wore very strange but noticeable cologne;
    --His relationship to the seat he occupied could only, very loosely, be described as “sitting;”
    --He looked angry;
    --He was wearing sunglasses.

    What Aubrey Thyme, a professional, thought, upon first seeing her new client was: you’re going to be a fun one, aren’t you?

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    12 Jun 2026

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    “I have standards,” Aziraphale huffed.

    “Don’t I know it,” Crowley sighed. And then, like he’d done it a hundred times before, he covered Aziraphale’s hand with his.

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    10 Jun 2026