Drabble for Jamjar

[louiselux]

Also for jamjar, a bonus drabble, which is more rationing-oriented!



Black market

'Jam, or butter?' Aziraphale asked.

'Both. Why do you stick to rationing? I can get everything you need. What do you want? Bananas? Champagne? A new suit?'

Aziraphale was trying not to smile, Crowley could tell. 'You sound just like our local black marketeer.'

'A fine profession.'

'That's hardly morally acceptable, is it? When everyone else is going without? If they are, I will too.'

'But why? I can give you anything you want. You don't need to.'

'I do.' Aziraphale's face became expressionless as he poured weak tea and arranged the scones. 'I really do need to.'

Comments

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Thank you!

Aziraphale is very keen on appearing to do the right thing, and sometimes, deep down he probably realises this, that it's just the appearance of being 'the good one' that he's worried about, rather than actually being good, and this is one of those times.

Crowley's words give away more than he intended, I think:-)

[(Anonymous)]

Random person commenting here...

I loved this drabble, and the theme in general. This is one of those subjects with the potential of revealing very much about both characters (more than either would care for, I suspect), and you've managed so much with just two drabbles. Please, please... write a longer fic on this?

--Ziska

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Hey, thank you so much for the fb! I'm really pleased you think it worked.

I would love to write some more of this, and probably will at some point.