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“I can not believe I let you talk me into this,” Crowley hissed at Aziraphale as the pair boarded their flight from London to Orlando International Airport.
"It will be fun, trust me,” the angel smiled as he handed their boarding passes to the flight attendant.
“How on earth will traveling to a crowded theme park packed with obnoxious humans be fun? I mean honestly Aziraphale what pleasure will I get from surrounding myself with bickering human couples,” Crowley paused his eyes widening. “Actually that could be fun,” the demon smiled a wicked smile.
“See your already looking on the bright side,” Aziraphale smiled as he took his seat. “I think we shall both have a great time. I don’t picture myself as much of a theme park ride person, but maybe if you held my hand I could give it a try,” the angel blushed.
“Zira,” Crowley took his angel’s hand. “Now that we’ve stopped Armageddon and tricked Heaven and Hell I plan on holding you hand as often as I can. I promised you we could go anyway you wanted, given I was thinking perhaps Alpha Centauri, but if my angel wants to go to Disney World, to Disney World we shall go.”
“Thank you for indulging me dear,” Aziraphale squeezed the demon’s hand. “I have one little surprise, since you’ve promised me a trip to the happiest place on earth, I can not wait for the Food and Wine Festival by the way, I got us tickets to Fright Night at Universal Studios. I know you like spooky things.”
“Well now,” Crowley’s wicked smile returned, “this trip will be fun.”
“You promise to hold my hand the whole time?” The angel blushed again.
“Of course,” Crowley placed a gentle kiss on his angel’s cheek. “Now, I know how much you like to follow rules, and since neither of us have ever traveled via airplane, we should listen to the safety information.”
“Oh, I love you Crowley.” Aziraphale beamed.
“I love you too Zira.”