Don't!

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

OMG! They are going to break up because of me!

Does God smite immeadiately for breaking an Angel's heart?

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[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

He's only lied to me once and he apologized a lot for it

*looks at Aziraphale* Yeah, i don't doubt you invented them. My advice? stay out of your own stores.

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

He's only lied once that you know of. *scowl* Apologized how much?

You have something against butterscotches? It's probably because of your psychological instabilities, you know.

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

wouldn't you like to know

Actualy I was implying that perhaps you might want to lay off the butterscotches. omg! how did you know? my grandmother ate them... until I pushed her down the stairs.

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Crowley is going to have some 'splaining to do

Butterscotches are good for you. They make you happy. Like cocoa with little marshmallows. Unless you have a psychotic grandson.

Wouldn't you like some cocoa with little marshmallows?

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

enjoy the talk

I was calling you fat man! and no, cause i like being pretty.

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

I'll enjoy the making up afterwards

You obviously haven't been looking at the right pictures me closely enough, because I can promise you I am definitely not fat. And you could stand to eat a butterscotch or two. Boneyness isn't very attractive in someone your age.

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

WoW, so did I!

I'll have you know I have a fast metabolism and sometimes I forget to eat, but I am *not* boney. Mr. Crowley likes the way I look.

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Which only means there'll be a lot more making up for us to do.

All that not eating must make you very tired all the time. And I've told you before, Crowley lies.

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

feel free, I recommend it. Mr. Crowley sure does know how to... make things up to you

Tired? No, not particularly, I have a lot of endurance, stamina, it comes with being young. And Mr. Crowley was sorry to have lied to me. He only did it because it was neccessary. and I know he likes the way I look

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Oh, I doubt you really have any idea how good he is at it

Right, "youth". The eternal excuse for inexperience.

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

Oh I bet you I do

What's that? The bitchy tones of the so-jealous-I-went-out-sang-to-the-jukebox-and-got-smashed-on-girly-dirty-named-drinks-with-the-doctor-that-totally-has-his-eye-on-me?

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Pish. He's only toying with you.

Or possibly the confident tones of the at-least-my-favorite-demony-type-person-isn't-sitting-in-the-dorm-wondering-which-hair-gel-to-use-when-he-goes-out-singing-Barry-Manilow?

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

You keep telling yourself that

I'm sorry, all I seem to be hearing is blah blah blha blha I'm-a-stupid-insanely-jealous-angel-and-my-demon-likes-his-little-bird-best.

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

It isn't necessary for one to tell oneself something one already knows

Perhaps you ought to have your hearing checked, my dear.

[medusae-x.livejournal.com]

. o O (Why are all the men in Crowley's life such utter, utter pussies? No wonder he likes me best.)