For and inspired by the mellifluous Mel. Happy Intergalactic Wombat Day!

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Crowley and Aziraphale Go Ice-Skating
by afrai

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The shock seemed to have detached Aziraphale's brain from the rest of him. He was all there, but Crowley wasn't sure where there was.

Crowley was having fun.

"You sure you don't want to try it?" he yelled. He twirled.

Crowley couldn't skate, but the universe didn't know that.

"We were warned about the dangers of fornication," the angel Gabriel said reproachfully to Aziraphale. "And with the Enemy . . ."

"I know," Aziraphale said wretchedly. "But I didn't know this would happen!"

Gabriel stared at the shining blue-white surface that had once been Hell.

"Well," he said, as Crowley drew hearts on the ice. "At least it isn't babies."

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