After the apocalypse that wasn't, Aziraphale and Crowley sit down to talk about feelings.
“My dear Crowley,” Aziraphale said finally. “I cannot believe that you are not, in fact, intimately acquainted with denial.”
Crowley, aggressively slouching in his seat, looked over the top of his wine glass with disdain at the angel’s growing amusement. “I’m a demon because I lie to other people, not because I lie to myself. That’d be your sort, angel.”
“I do not lie to myself,” Aziraphale lied primly.
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“It really meant a lot to you, then?”
“It didn’t,” Crowley explained, “until the plague hit. Between you and me, I wasn’t able to live up to it - to revel in the death and destruction. I felt sick. I had friends who were Galars.”
“Hush now,” said Aziraphale, “It was only a test run.”
It is the mid-1500s and Crowley has accidentally burned a sentimental gift - a one of a kind tartan blanket - in a bonfire. Aziraphale intends to restore it, purely for historical integrity and certainly not as a favor for a dear friend. As far as Heaven is concerned, of course.
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“Why does it bother you?” Crowley asked. “Even if you can’t get to them in time to wipe their memories, it’s not like anyone’d believe them. Kid goes running to her mum saying Ooh, I’ve just seen a bloke with three heads and a sixteen-foot wingspan, what do you think’s going to happen? Chances are they’ll just pat her on the shoulder and tell her what a vivid imagination she’s got.”
“That’s not what worries me,” said Aziraphale.
- Part 1 of elegies
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