One Magic Moment

Saturday, 10 July 2010 16:01
[identity profile] halosphere.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] lt_safe_house
Date: May 15, mid-morning
Location: The kitchen, then one of the banquet rooms
Status: Open and Public -COMPLETE
Summary: Raphael makes a formal dinner for everyone at the manor


One Magic Moment

Raphael stared down the telephone. He had finished his Chinese take-out and to be honest he was more than a little hungry. It shamed him to admit it, but he wanted food.

Flopping back onto his bed he stared up at the ceiling, a hand coming down to ruffle his bunny's soft fur. His mind drifted to the time he had been here, the friends he had made, the people who had helped him when he had been teetering on the edge of discorporation... They felt like his family now. A large, adoptive family.

Slowly, an idea began to seep into his mind.

While walking around the manor he had seen a large ballroom on the first floor. At night, it almost felt like being surrounded by stars, the celestial lights above twinkling against the sky.

He leaped to his feet, startling his bunny, and dashed from his room. He knew there had to be a grocery store or a marketplace or something around here. It may take some time to find it (worst case scenerio he would have to buy veggies from an elderly lady's garden) but he knew he could make it there and back, including the shopping, and be back in time to spend all day setting up and all tomorrow cooking. He could have formal invitations made and slip them under the doors... Tomorrow night would be plenty of time, right?

He had to hurry. If he was going to gift his family with a formal dinner, he had twenty-four hours to go!

Before he left, however, he stopped at a certain angel's door. Knocking gently, he called, "Aziraphale? Are you there?"


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Date: Saturday, 10 July 2010 22:39 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com
Aziraphale opened the door and smiled when he saw who it was. "Hello there, dear, what can I do for you?"

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Date: Monday, 12 July 2010 01:07 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com
Aziraphale couldn't quell the grin that bubbled up. "Oh, I haven't cooked a large meal in ages! This sounds like so much fun! When were you planning on going shopping, or were you thinking of doing that by yourself, or what?"

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Date: Monday, 12 July 2010 23:45 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com
"I would love to help you shop," Aziraphale gushed.

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Date: Thursday, 15 July 2010 21:01 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com
Aziraphale laughed softly. "No need, my dear." After all, anyone who wanted to go into his room for whatever reason (Crowley, Beelzebub) would be more than able to get into it even if he did lock it up. "Are you well enough to walk now, dear? I wouldn't mind pushing the wheelchair again. Although I must say you look much better now than you did when we went to go get ice cream!"

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Date: Saturday, 17 July 2010 21:47 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com
Aziraphale smiled and took his hand. "I have no idea! But if we go walking into town, we'll be sure to find something! Let's get going, dear!"

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Date: Sunday, 18 July 2010 17:24 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com
Aziraphale nodded as he looked over the list. "That definitely seems doable. Might I borrow your book to write the ingredients down? That's far better than trusting my rusty memory to recall everything while at the store itself."

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Date: Sunday, 18 July 2010 17:38 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com
Aziraphale smiled as he started writing down the ingredients, hoping he remembered misal-pav correctly, it's been so long, did this one use sugar? "My goodness, you're a prolific writer," he admitted as he noticed he was using a page near the end of the journal. "Yes, we shall have to get you a larger one while out."

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Date: Monday, 26 July 2010 12:47 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com
Aziraphale brightened up. "I haven't made chocolate and caramel ice cream cake in ages and it's so delicious, oh do you mind if I run back into the store and get the ingredients?" he asked, eyes shining.

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Date: Tuesday, 27 July 2010 01:14 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com
Aziraphale chuckled before walking back into the grocery store and getting what he needed. He waited, however, to time it perfectly so he got outside just as Raphael did, as he didn't want anything to melt in the interim.

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Date: Tuesday, 3 August 2010 02:45 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com
Aziraphale beamed at Raphael as he exited the grocer's. "Unfortunately we're going to have to head back to the Manor so these don't melt," he said, gesturing to the bag over his arm. "Shall we walk back or would you prefer to fly?"

Sorry <3 <3 <3

Date: Sunday, 29 August 2010 17:21 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com
Aziraphale gnawed on his oft-abused lower lip as he looked over the food in front of him. "Misal-pav..." he murmured to himself, gathering the ingredients. "Whose idea was this dish?" he asked Raphael. "I haven't had it in ages."

<3 <3

Date: Thursday, 16 September 2010 02:33 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com
Aziraphale smiled. "Ah yes, the Koran. I hope that Michael's patronising of Judaism and Gabriel's patronising of Islam haven't strained their relationship." He took the peppers and began to prepare them. "Or, rather, haven't made it somehow even more nonsensical than it already is."

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Date: Thursday, 23 September 2010 15:51 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com
Aziraphale stopped what he was doing and, blushing horribly, looked at Raphael with shock on his fair features.

"Pardon?"

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Date: Tuesday, 5 October 2010 22:52 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com
"They have a really nice counter here," Aziraphale stammered out. "Granite. Very lovely."

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Date: Tuesday, 12 October 2010 01:29 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com
Aziraphale grasped at any part of that he could answer and not get smote for.

"I nearly got eaten by hellhounds once," he offered. "Ages ago, outside Akkad. You may have been there? Two thousand years ago, around thereabouts. Nasty buggers, but, you know, time flies like the wind, and fruit flies like bananas and all that hogwash."

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Date: Monday, 18 October 2010 00:42 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com
Aziraphale stared at Raphael in much the same way that Raphael was staring at him.

It was the first time the words had been spoken aloud, that he had been forced to confront the idea. He was in love with a demon.

He was in love with a demon.

"Oh."

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Date: Thursday, 11 November 2010 01:22 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com
Aziraphale's mind grasped onto that. He considered telling Raphael that yes, Beelzebub and he were lovers and the story of Beelzebub's wanting him dead was a lie, but instead...

Wait, other two?

Baraq, Beelzebub, Belial, and Crowley were the four demons here. Raphael had to know about Beelzebub and Belial. But who was the other one?

He was gnawing on his lower lip, thinking.

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Date: Monday, 6 December 2010 02:47 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com
"I... which demons are here?" Aziraphale asked softly, hoping Raphael would just humour him.

He did not want people knowing Crowley was here. The poor dear was just nervous enough that if one of the archangels looked at him sideways he might do something incredibly stupid. Baraq, he mused, was in the same boat.

Buggerall. It didn't help matters any that while he scrambled to salvage the situation, a good portion of his psyche was saying You're in love with Crowley you're in love with Crowley over and over again. Useful, that.

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Date: Tuesday, 21 December 2010 00:24 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com
Aziraphale wished he had a cell phone that would go off at this perfectly convenient time.

And then the unattended misal-pav burst into flames, and Aziraphale certainly didn't stick his hand in on purpose while trying to douse them.

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Date: Friday, 24 December 2010 18:27 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com
Aziraphale winced as he looked at the blistered mess his hand had become. "I think I might need to go to the emergency room," he admitted. Raphael didn't have any powers, and Aziraphale wasn't allowed to use his without express permission and really he liked to save his miracles for actual emergencies.* "I think. I've never been a good judge as to what has to get medically treated."


*Or just have Crowley do it for him.

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Date: Monday, 3 January 2011 20:11 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com
Aziraphale nodded. "You do know best, after all." He presented his blistered hand, forcing his mind to ignore the pain. He could just have Crowley take care of it later. "Heal away, my dear."

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Date: Thursday, 13 January 2011 19:45 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com
Aziraphale, long used to having been injured in various situations, barely grimaced at fingers massaging the blisters and burns. "Very soothing," he said. "Thank you. Silly me, sometimes I wonder how I walk straight!"

Yes ma'am, this'll be my last post <3

Date: Thursday, 13 January 2011 20:13 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com
Aziraphale nodded. "Thank you, dear heart. I ought to get back to my room though, especially since the food is done." He gave Raphael a kiss on the cheek. "Call me if you need anything."

When he made it back to his room, he didn't call on Crowley to fix his hand. Instead he stared at it, and wondered how much worse Raphael was.

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