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    How like him it is to deflect from the shellshock of their reunion by explaining some intricacy of the Fade to her with his characteristic matter-of-fact, I-know-more-than-you tone. How annoyingly like him it is to speak to her with the remorsefulness of a reluctant kidnapper, as if it was not her own agency that brought her back to his side. Her mild irritation exists in equal measure with her relief at his nearness; what she wouldn't have given to have been annoyed by him any number of times these past years, as long as her reward for enduring his more insufferable traits was simply his presence at her side.

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  3. Public Bookmark 37

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    Crowley can't help himself from looking at things he shouldn't.
    Or putting his foot firmly in his mouth when apologising for it.

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    Aziraphale trys his hand at poetry, Crowley was never meant to find it. Let alone respond!

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    Crowley is shy of having his wings seen, let alone handled, but in a post-1941 moment of vulnerability he allows Aziraphale to groom him. Probably it won't awaken anything in him. He's much too tough an old demon for that.

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    "All right, I know I'm going to regret asking this," Aziraphale says. "What exactly does this wager entail?"

    Crowley grins like the cat that not only got the cream but has absconded with the entire cow. He grabs the bottle and swigs straight from it despite Aziraphale's tut of disapproval.

     "The pot goes to whichever demon can get an angel into bed by the end of the evening."

     AKA The Fic That Tumblr Made Me Write. Heaven and Hell share a corporate party once per millennium. This time someone's had the bright idea of issuing a challenge to the demons of Hell. Crowley has no intention of missing the opportunity; Aziraphale's just enough of a bastard to make him work for it.

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