Ellen's birthday fic
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ellen_fremedon! Have a goody.
A birthday fic:
'What in God's, excuse my French, name have you got there?'
'It's a baby, Crowley,' Aziraphale beamed, hefting the squirming bundle up for Crowley to see.
Crowley leaned back. 'Don't shove that thing in my face. It might go off.' Then he narrowed his eyes. 'Aziraphale, just what have you been doing. I knew you couldn't be spending so many nights in reading.'
Aziraphale stared at him open-mouthed. 'Oh! I would never-- it's not mine!'
Crowley sniggered. 'Relax, I can’t imagine you getting anyone pregnant.'
'What? Why not?'
'Just a hunch.'
'Crowley's a silly demon, isn’t he?' Aziraphale cooed at the gurgling infant. She dribbled back at him happily.
'Well, there you are with a bloody baby, I don't see you for months on end, you never call me. What am I supposed to think?'
Aziraphale's expression softened. 'She belongs to Beryl's daughter. You know, Beryl from the shop next door. Julie drops her off with me sometimes when she visits, so they can go shopping.'
'So you're a nanny? I always said you'd look good in one of those outfits.'
'Grumpy old Crowley. Do you think he'd like to change your nappy? I bet he would, wouldn’t he?'
'No way! Don’t bring it anywhere near me!'
Aziraphale advanced relentlessly with the baby, who squealed excitedly and waved her chubby arms in Crowley's face. She grinned toothlessly at him.
'Look, she likes you.' The shop bell tinkled. 'Oh, fancy that, I have customer. You'll have to hold her now. Her name's Kylie.'
'That's a nasty trick to play on a friend,' Crowley called after him, dangling the baby away from him as though she were a time bomb. 'Yuk. And she's sticky.'
Aziraphale came back from frightening his customer to find Crowley bouncing Kylie on his knee and hissing at her. She was cooing with pleasure and was trying to grab at his tongue, which he quickly retracted when he saw Aziraphale.
'Just keeping her entertained, that's all.'
'You’d make a wonderful mother.'
'Shut up.'
But he didn't hand her back. Later on, after feeding, multiple nappy changes and the ruination of Crowley's shirt with baby vomit, Beryl bustled in to pick up her granddaughter.
'Oh, you two look a picture,' she said happily. 'You do a lovely job of looking after her, Mr Fell, you and your young man.'
She patted his hand, beamed indulgently at Crowley and waved goodbye. Aziraphale turned round to see Crowley blushing bright red.
'Something the matter, my dear?'
'She thought we were-- that we-- '
'Yes, she did seem to, didn't she?' Aziraphale smiled and pottered into the kitchen. 'Are you staying for tea?'
Crowley looked down at his baby-stained shirt. 'Okay,' he said.
ellen_fremedon! Have a goody.A birthday fic:
'What in God's, excuse my French, name have you got there?'
'It's a baby, Crowley,' Aziraphale beamed, hefting the squirming bundle up for Crowley to see.
Crowley leaned back. 'Don't shove that thing in my face. It might go off.' Then he narrowed his eyes. 'Aziraphale, just what have you been doing. I knew you couldn't be spending so many nights in reading.'
Aziraphale stared at him open-mouthed. 'Oh! I would never-- it's not mine!'
Crowley sniggered. 'Relax, I can’t imagine you getting anyone pregnant.'
'What? Why not?'
'Just a hunch.'
'Crowley's a silly demon, isn’t he?' Aziraphale cooed at the gurgling infant. She dribbled back at him happily.
'Well, there you are with a bloody baby, I don't see you for months on end, you never call me. What am I supposed to think?'
Aziraphale's expression softened. 'She belongs to Beryl's daughter. You know, Beryl from the shop next door. Julie drops her off with me sometimes when she visits, so they can go shopping.'
'So you're a nanny? I always said you'd look good in one of those outfits.'
'Grumpy old Crowley. Do you think he'd like to change your nappy? I bet he would, wouldn’t he?'
'No way! Don’t bring it anywhere near me!'
Aziraphale advanced relentlessly with the baby, who squealed excitedly and waved her chubby arms in Crowley's face. She grinned toothlessly at him.
'Look, she likes you.' The shop bell tinkled. 'Oh, fancy that, I have customer. You'll have to hold her now. Her name's Kylie.'
'That's a nasty trick to play on a friend,' Crowley called after him, dangling the baby away from him as though she were a time bomb. 'Yuk. And she's sticky.'
Aziraphale came back from frightening his customer to find Crowley bouncing Kylie on his knee and hissing at her. She was cooing with pleasure and was trying to grab at his tongue, which he quickly retracted when he saw Aziraphale.
'Just keeping her entertained, that's all.'
'You’d make a wonderful mother.'
'Shut up.'
But he didn't hand her back. Later on, after feeding, multiple nappy changes and the ruination of Crowley's shirt with baby vomit, Beryl bustled in to pick up her granddaughter.
'Oh, you two look a picture,' she said happily. 'You do a lovely job of looking after her, Mr Fell, you and your young man.'
She patted his hand, beamed indulgently at Crowley and waved goodbye. Aziraphale turned round to see Crowley blushing bright red.
'Something the matter, my dear?'
'She thought we were-- that we-- '
'Yes, she did seem to, didn't she?' Aziraphale smiled and pottered into the kitchen. 'Are you staying for tea?'
Crowley looked down at his baby-stained shirt. 'Okay,' he said.
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Date: 2003-11-25 04:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-26 06:45 am (UTC)*love*
Date: 2003-11-25 05:12 am (UTC)*slaps you* - not really. Really, I'm hugging you and saying what a lovely, lovely story. And I could see you skating on the edge of Mpreg, don't try and deny it ;-) *snigger*
I do love smug Aziraphale.
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Date: 2003-11-26 06:53 am (UTC)Oh dear.
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Date: 2003-11-25 08:13 am (UTC)Crowley leaned back. 'Don't shove that thing in my face. It might go off.'
I think this is going to become my new stock response to being presented with an infant.
And I love smug!Aziraphale, too, and discomfited!Crowley. And I *love* Beryl calling Crowley 'your young man.'
Just wonderful. Thank you!
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Date: 2003-11-26 07:13 am (UTC)And I *love* Beryl calling Crowley 'your young man.'
Hee! Beryl sees far more than Crowley would like.
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Date: 2003-11-25 08:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-26 07:18 am (UTC)Crowley is such a softie. He probably likes hugs and puppies too, to borrow a Buffyism.
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Date: 2003-11-25 09:17 am (UTC)To reiterate, squeee.
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Date: 2003-11-26 07:33 am (UTC)Embarrassed!Crowley is a real sweetie.
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Date: 2003-11-26 05:19 am (UTC)Lovely!
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Date: 2003-11-26 07:38 am (UTC)Poor child could be scarred for life with the long-term baby-sitting.
And now I have this vision of Crowley and Aziraphale watching her first school play and getting all sniffly.
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Date: 2003-11-26 05:53 am (UTC)::puzzled expression::
Since when can't gays adopt? I know they can in America.
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Date: 2003-11-26 06:13 am (UTC)Maybe Beryl's behind the times, or this story is set before November 2002.
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Date: 2003-11-26 06:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-26 07:41 am (UTC)Hee! SlightlyEvil!Aziraphale. I like it. And 'You'd make a wonderful mother,' said in oh-so-innocent tones, of course.
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Date: 2003-11-26 07:39 am (UTC)And I keep "awwww"'ing over the baby! :D
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Date: 2003-11-26 08:04 am (UTC)And I keep "awwww"'ing over the baby! :D
I think this fic has definitely been influenced by my own mushiness towards my friend's new baby, who, funnily enough, acts just like the baby in the story. *g*
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Date: 2003-11-26 09:01 am (UTC)Does Crowley have any idea how much he sounds like an irritated girlfriend?
'Relax, I can’t imagine you getting anyone pregnant.'
Hmm. Maybe he does know how he sounds...
'That's a nasty trick to play on a friend,' Crowley called after him, dangling the baby away from him as though she was a time bomb.
Aww. He finally admitted that Aziraphale is his friend. He's going to kick himself when he realizes that.
Aziraphale turned round to see Crowley blushing bright red.
Blushing demons are so cute. At least this one is.
'Don't shove that thing in my face. It might go off.'
I shall remember this one the next time someone insists on showing me a baby.
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Date: 2003-11-26 12:42 pm (UTC)Thanks! I love blushing Crowley. Probably a bit too much.
In fact, thinking about it, I make them blush far too often. I promise to myself in my next fic no one is going to blush at all, or be descibed as 'pink'. They might be allowed to get a bit hot though.
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Date: 2003-11-26 10:04 am (UTC)'Crowley's a silly demon, isn’t he?' Aziraphale cooed at the gurgling infant. She dribbled back at him happily.
Hehe, I love Aziraphale's slying insulting Crowley via baby talk.
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Date: 2003-11-26 12:36 pm (UTC)Aziraphale's revenge: sly insults and leaving Crowley in possesion of an unexploded baby.
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Date: 2003-11-26 10:08 am (UTC)Er, sorry, didn't mean to be repetitive there. :)
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Date: 2003-11-26 12:34 pm (UTC)Er, sorry, didn't mean to be repetitive there. :)
You can never have to much squeeing and hearting, I always say :-)
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Date: 2003-11-26 03:02 pm (UTC)And *squee!* Snarky!Aziraphale and embarrassed!Crowley!
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Date: 2003-11-28 01:26 am (UTC)Embarrassed!Crowley is really a big softie at heart.
And Aziraphale is a real bastard!
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Date: 2003-11-26 06:44 pm (UTC)'Don't shove that thing in my face. It might go off.'
LOL. Brilliant.
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Date: 2003-11-28 01:27 am (UTC)Glad you enjoyed it!
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