Recovering From Teh Emoo, MCA #4

[a_phale]

Feeling so much more cheerful now that the bizarre beast in the park had been defeated, Aziraphale left the box of cookies for whatever squirrels, ducks, what have you might be roaming around the park. Then he headed back home, stashing the frock coat and top hat in the back of the closet, and then settling into the kitchen to cook

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[cheerfulgoth]

In fact, someone did feel like dropping in...and look, she brought her own fork. "I smelled something and I thought maybe there was a terrible fire that I had to save you from."

[a_phale]

"Well...not a fire so much as a frightening amount of eggs and toast that need desperately to be defeated. But I see you brought along a weapon," Aziraphale replied, turning from the stove with a bright smile. "Do you like cheese on yours, Miss Sciuto?"

[dr_jwilsonmd]

Hearing his neighbor's voice, Wilson looked up from where he was resetting his sling.

"Hey there Abs!" He called out cheerfully. "Please, come and egg him on why don't you?"

Winking, he stood up and went to get a large beerstein mug for Abby's Caf-Pow.

[cheerfulgoth]

"Oh, really?" Abby sighed dramatically and hopped up on the counter. "I guess I'll have to help out with that. I wouldn't want the eggs and toast to get the better of you."

Abby laughed at Wilson and nodded. "Egg him on? See, you're very good at that!"

[a_phale]

A large plate of toast with eggs and melted cheese was set next to Abby, while Aziraphale chuckled and shook his head at the pun.

"Have you been well, my dear?" he asked, dishing up a serving for Wilson and then one for himself.

While they talked, a little paper napkin origami duck waddled into the kitchen, stopping front of Abby and quacking at her.

[dr_jwilsonmd]

Wilson beamed with pride at having his pun acknowledged, then turned to tuck into his eggs and toast. He hadn't eaten much the day before, emoing was hard work after all and so he was fairly famished.

Eyeing the wee duck as it waddled through, he looked very deliberately back down at his plate so as not to give anything away when Abby saw the duck for herself.

Just going to sit here and eat egg, yep!

[cheerfulgoth]

"Yum!" Abby mumbled around a bite of eggs and nodded. "I've been very good, much better than poor Dr. Wilson and his...."

She trailed off as she noticed the napkin duck in front of her. Bending to get face to face, she was just about to poke it when it quacked at her. There was a brief second where Abby's poke almost turned into a smush and then the wee paper duck was in her hands. "Please, please tell me that this is real and not a side effect of whatever spices you use in your eggs."

[a_phale]

"Er..."

Aziraphale wondered if they ought to get a cage for the ducks. Since obviously Wilson was too attached to just...throw them away.

Okay, that did seem rather cruel, actually. Definitely no throwing away of the wee napkin ducks.

"It's real, my dear. We, er...brought them home with us from Caritas last night." The angel eyed Wilson, whom he suspected was trying hard to smother his laughter under a layer of eggs.

[dr_jwilsonmd]

A layer of egg and the piece of toast he currently had covering his mouth.

And there would be NO throwing away of wee napkin origami ducks! Even if they had tried to take over the bed the night before and Wilson had found the flock sleeping around his head come morning.

They even snored. Well, okay sort of these little paperly flutters but...anyway!

Currently the wee duckie in Abby's hands was looking at her with it's little neatly folded bill and issuing small, friendly papery quacks.

[cheerfulgoth]

"Caritas?" Abby blinked. "I've got to drink more often."

She tilted the duck this way and that before finally just giving it a soft pat. "Who's a cute little duck? Huh? Who's my cute little anthropomorphized napkin? You are!"

[a_phale]

Secretly relieved that Abby was taking it so well, Aziraphale leaned against the counter with his plate of food.

"I...suppose it's because I've been missing the real ducks. From the pond, you know. Parks just aren't the same without ducks in them. Also...I'm afraid I'd had a bit too much scotch."

Understatement of the year, and he figured he was about to get called on it by Wilson.

[dr_jwilsonmd]

"A bit?" Wilson wouldn't want to disappoint. "You got drunk and emoed up ducks."

Speaking of ducks...

For the wee lil duckie, it was duckie love. Abby had just called it cute and even though it was a paper sexless duck, it still had little napkiny feelings! Quacking back at her, the little duckie settled into her hands and looked like a happy little duckie indeed.

Err...at least, it would have...if it had eyes or features of any sort.

[cheerfulgoth]

"So you created the ducks? I've never heard of drunk ducking before." Abby shifted the duck to one hand and continued eating with the other. "Does your animal making abilities change with what you're drinking?"

[a_phale]

Aziraphale chuckled. He knew Abby was working on her 'puzzle', trying to figure him out. Smiling, he shook his head.

"No, I have to see this is the first time I've ever animated napkin ducks. I expect it was because of the, er, 'emo'. Not because of being drunk."

He raised an eyebrow at Wilson. "I don't always do silly things when I'm drunk."

[dr_jwilsonmd]

"MmmHmmm." Wilson said knowingly. "The silly thing happened before you went out and got drunk the last time." Winking at Phale as he remembered the trouble the angel had gotten into with Crowley for that little escapade...though it had been a great deal of fun.

Finishing up his eggs and toast, he reached for his juice.

"Abby dear, I need to be a horrible host and run off to grade papers. By all means, make Aziraphale tell you what he did with the real life dove."

Winking, he leaned over to kiss Phale's cheek, then headed for the study.

[ooc: Me and my cold germs go to curl up and sniffle now! Have fun you two and I'll talk to you tomorrow!! :D]

[cheerfulgoth]

"Have fun grading!" Abby waved her fork at Wilson cheerfully and then turned to Aziraphale.

"I belive you have a dove story to tell me?"

[*sends you internet chicken soup and cookies* Feel better!]