Sixth Apple (in which there is pie)

Nov 30, 2008 22:11

[Crowley unlocks the door to his room and slowly opens it.]

Aziraphale? Are you in here?

[He can smell something baking. It smells delicious and apple-y, and he wholeheartedly approves and feels much guiltier about not telling the angel that he was popping up to the top deck.]

I brought someone who wants to meet you.

connor, aziraphale, crowley

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