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Aziraphale was not normally one for sleeping however Skye made it very difficult not to want to sleep when he was going through this phase. Aziraphale certainly hoped it was a phase anyway, otherwise he feared Crowley may lose their mind. The baby was having a habit of screeching in the night despite that they would do everything to keep him all snuggled in bed and he’d be sleeping fine until late into the night when Crowley was all snuggled into bed looking so peaceful, it was almost as if the child planned it that way.

Then there was the constant shifting and trying to hide it on the occasions they went into public, one second the baby would have beautiful blue eyes and the next they’d be black as a demons and frightening anyone in sight (Crowley thought it was hysterical when a nun fainted when this happened once and Aziraphale had to wipe her memory of that afternoon to avoid anyone thinking their child was the anti christ, Vlad would be sore if someone tried to take his title after all.)

But now this was going on the third night in a row of almost non stop screeching from their child the moment the sun went down and he was running out of sanity to really know what to do. Aziraphale tried feeding, rocking, playing, soft music, he even tried queen to see if this perhaps as an accidental Crowley influence and there was nothing that was soothing the child. Aziraphale sighed as he sat on the sofa with Skye still crying in his arms and he looked up at Crowley, was Warlock ever this bad? Given they hadn’t been hired on until he was a little older but still.

“I’ve noticed that about realm hopping, where Crowley and I are from now is not our usual home. I’ve noticed there are slight differences in the books from our home realm to the one we reside in now so i have to admit i’m extremely curious to see any differences in your books.” Aziraphale admitted as if proving his point he went into his pocket and removed a pocket sized edition of “Hitch Hikers guide to the galaxy” and offered it to the vampire lord, admittedly it hadn’t originally been so small it had been much larger but with a little miracles it became a pocket sized edition

Aziraphale tried his best to explain it in terms strahd would understand, perhaps he should try something else? A little less complicated?

“Perhaps something by Shakespeare instead? He is a dear friend” aziraphale said thoughtfully as he searched his coat pockets until he found one

Well other than Will’s demon ex but aziraphale refused to touch on that subject.

It was nearly dawn when Elhain came in curious to see the two of them and she spied strahd and was a bit amused herself as she moved in her night gown to sit on the armrest beside him

Elhain took the book and looked it over

“I’ll have to try it” elhain said nodding and aziraphale looked up to them

Aziraphale was not normally one for sleeping however Skye made it very difficult not to want to sleep when he was going through this phase. Aziraphale certainly hoped it was a phase anyway, otherwise he feared Crowley may lose their mind. The baby was having a habit of screeching in the night despite that they would do everything to keep him all snuggled in bed and he’d be sleeping fine until late into the night when Crowley was all snuggled into bed looking so peaceful, it was almost as if the child planned it that way.

Then there was the constant shifting and trying to hide it on the occasions they went into public, one second the baby would have beautiful blue eyes and the next they’d be black as a demons and frightening anyone in sight (Crowley thought it was hysterical when a nun fainted when this happened once and Aziraphale had to wipe her memory of that afternoon to avoid anyone thinking their child was the anti christ, Vlad would be sore if someone tried to take his title after all.)

But now this was going on the third night in a row of almost non stop screeching from their child the moment the sun went down and he was running out of sanity to really know what to do. Aziraphale tried feeding, rocking, playing, soft music, he even tried queen to see if this perhaps as an accidental Crowley influence and there was nothing that was soothing the child. Aziraphale sighed as he sat on the sofa with Skye still crying in his arms and he looked up at Crowley, was Warlock ever this bad? Given they hadn’t been hired on until he was a little older but still.

“I’ve noticed that about realm hopping, where Crowley and I are from now is not our usual home. I’ve noticed there are slight differences in the books from our home realm to the one we reside in now so i have to admit i’m extremely curious to see any differences in your books.” Aziraphale admitted as if proving his point he went into his pocket and removed a pocket sized edition of “Hitch Hikers guide to the galaxy” and offered it to the vampire lord, admittedly it hadn’t originally been so small it had been much larger but with a little miracles it became a pocket sized edition

Aziraphale tried his best to explain it in terms strahd would understand, perhaps he should try something else? A little less complicated?

“Perhaps something by Shakespeare instead? He is a dear friend” aziraphale said thoughtfully as he searched his coat pockets until he found one

Well other than Will’s demon ex but aziraphale refused to touch on that subject.

It was nearly dawn when Elhain came in curious to see the two of them and she spied strahd and was a bit amused herself as she moved in her night gown to sit on the armrest beside him

Juliet frowned as she looked around the apartment it didn’t look like they had left long ago, aziraphale had his books everywhere as usual but it didn’t look like anything malicious had happened. She let out a sigh and headed for Vlad and honey’s next.

Lottie had called her saying she wasn’t able to get ahold of the new parents, they were supposed to meet for coffee to talk about raising changelings. The Them hadn’t heard anything from their companions from the other world either when Juliet had checked, anathema and newt were on the same boat so the guardian in training had checked on their apartment after her calls to Crowley kept going to voicemail. Part of her wondered if she should call Raphael or Mikey but ended up thinking against it. She could find them right? Why worry the siblings if it wasn’t needed.

She knocked loudly on the front door of Honey’s mansion and fidgeted nervously just something didn’t feel right to her. Like nothing malicious but something was definitely wrong.

When a servant answered Juliet brushed past them before they could give her the spiel about the couple of the home not accepting uninvited guests and headed inside until she found Cerberus

“Hello sweetie!” She said happily as she momentarily forgot her mission to give belly rubs and snuggle him

“How about a game?” she asked her wings only momentarily appeared and a feather came loose which Juliet took and her wings disappeared again she blew the feather into the air and watched as it floated around however never touched the ground.

Will closed the book and looked at Godwin, “well I suppose it has been a moment since I last read through one of your Modules.

Godwin opened the book and was horrified to find certain pages were blank and others were starting to show differently. “I would but it seems that what we know is very little. The Count appears to have a wife and a family…” he frowned. “That is a lot of children.”

“It looks like aziraphale and crowley linking our worlds is changing the story. From what we had thought to what might be fact” Juliet said thoughtfully

“Sort of like if we rewrote it or a new interpretation” Juliet said it did have her curious

Godwin stared and started flipping through. “There are new additions to those that live at Castle Raveloft, it seems he has more than just his three brides and groom. He has a wife and children too.”

“Well hopefully, just because someone has a family doesn’t make them any less of a menace to society. Particularly any royal” honey said clearly she spoke from experience she’d seen many societies rise and fall plus the addition of her own childhood as a human was something to consider

“Uhhhhh,” Godwin squeaked out a bit at the end there.

“What?”

“Oh just that his Stat block just got bigger and spans two pages and his wife spans two among others. We will certainly have our hands full.”

“All the more reason to bring more, numbers and all that plus if we bring both myself and Adam what could he do against two reality benders?”

“Unbend the reality you try to form? The dread domain of Barovia is his will.”

“Ok so we bring Will and Jane as charming distractions.”

“I think the right track would definitely be to get as many of our friends who know this world as possible though even if Adam is the anti christ I don’t think I can condone putting him in this kind of danger” Juliet said looking to the Them

“What? Because we’re kids?” Pepper asked pouting and Juliet simply nodded “we can handle anything they throw at us!”

Aziraphale was not normally one for sleeping however Skye made it very difficult not to want to sleep when he was going through this phase. Aziraphale certainly hoped it was a phase anyway, otherwise he feared Crowley may lose their mind. The baby was having a habit of screeching in the night despite that they would do everything to keep him all snuggled in bed and he’d be sleeping fine until late into the night when Crowley was all snuggled into bed looking so peaceful, it was almost as if the child planned it that way.

Then there was the constant shifting and trying to hide it on the occasions they went into public, one second the baby would have beautiful blue eyes and the next they’d be black as a demons and frightening anyone in sight (Crowley thought it was hysterical when a nun fainted when this happened once and Aziraphale had to wipe her memory of that afternoon to avoid anyone thinking their child was the anti christ, Vlad would be sore if someone tried to take his title after all.)

But now this was going on the third night in a row of almost non stop screeching from their child the moment the sun went down and he was running out of sanity to really know what to do. Aziraphale tried feeding, rocking, playing, soft music, he even tried queen to see if this perhaps as an accidental Crowley influence and there was nothing that was soothing the child. Aziraphale sighed as he sat on the sofa with Skye still crying in his arms and he looked up at Crowley, was Warlock ever this bad? Given they hadn’t been hired on until he was a little older but still.

Aziraphale was not normally one for sleeping however Skye made it very difficult not to want to sleep when he was going through this phase. Aziraphale certainly hoped it was a phase anyway, otherwise he feared Crowley may lose their mind. The baby was having a habit of screeching in the night despite that they would do everything to keep him all snuggled in bed and he’d be sleeping fine until late into the night when Crowley was all snuggled into bed looking so peaceful, it was almost as if the child planned it that way.

Then there was the constant shifting and trying to hide it on the occasions they went into public, one second the baby would have beautiful blue eyes and the next they’d be black as a demons and frightening anyone in sight (Crowley thought it was hysterical when a nun fainted when this happened once and Aziraphale had to wipe her memory of that afternoon to avoid anyone thinking their child was the anti christ, Vlad would be sore if someone tried to take his title after all.)

But now this was going on the third night in a row of almost non stop screeching from their child the moment the sun went down and he was running out of sanity to really know what to do. Aziraphale tried feeding, rocking, playing, soft music, he even tried queen to see if this perhaps as an accidental Crowley influence and there was nothing that was soothing the child. Aziraphale sighed as he sat on the sofa with Skye still crying in his arms and he looked up at Crowley, was Warlock ever this bad? Given they hadn’t been hired on until he was a little older but still.

Curious indeed because from what he recalled of Godwin going on about the book this was not part of it. 

“My dear you are the expert on all things demon,” Aziraphale reminded him with a slight smile “But we’re not getting one. Vlad’s hellhound is already a handful and we have a changeling.” Aziraphale assured him “Plus whatever Lottie and Olga have found to keep us all entertained.” 

Elhain smiled they seemed so sweet together, they reminded her very much of her and Strahd, even without the aesthetic though she assumed Crowley was less murder-y and that Aziraphale didn’t have to feign ignorance to it. 

Strahd chuckled, “Ember you should be more careful! Draco has had a rough night.” There was a thump on the ground and Strahd picked up the small rage ball. “Aww, Caspian are you unhappy that you didn’t get to go with us? I know you would have stopped those cultists with your little fangs if you could.”

“That bunny’s got fangs?” Crowley raised a brow.

“Oh yes, he is an unholy creation, made by a holy being, the Abbot in Krezk has some rather interesting ideas on how to fill his eternity.”

“Reminds me of the book about the vampire bunny, the Shakespeare twins were reading it remember?” Aziraphale asked looking up to Crowley with a smile then there was a giggle and a pop as a little raven appeared from thin air

“Aba, Mama!” Luna waved from Rahadin’s arms while Aleks wobbled towards them holding onto Rahadin’s hand for balance.

“These are the triplets, Aleksandra, Raven, and Luna.”

“Bunnicula if I remember correctly Angel.” He gave an amused look as the rest of the family joined them.

“We have guests, these are Crowley, aziraphale and skye” Draco introduced raven looked up to them with red eyes full of curiosity

“Skye?” She asked aziraphale nodded and moved lower to the ground so the toddlers could see the baby in his arms who mimicked raven’s eyes on instinct and giggled babbling happily

Arabelle giggled, “good enough Luna.”

Strahd looked at his family, “we should go in before the little ones get cold. Or you my dear.” He pressed a kiss to his beloved’s forehead. “Besides our guests are more than likely wanting to rest and get used to their new surroundings.”

Crowley looked to Aziraphale, “sure, Skye will likely finally get some rest.

“Hello my little dear! I have missed you” she said giggling and pressing kisses to her cheeks before she beckoned for them to follow her inside

Aziraphale was not normally one for sleeping however Skye made it very difficult not to want to sleep when he was going through this phase. Aziraphale certainly hoped it was a phase anyway, otherwise he feared Crowley may lose their mind. The baby was having a habit of screeching in the night despite that they would do everything to keep him all snuggled in bed and he’d be sleeping fine until late into the night when Crowley was all snuggled into bed looking so peaceful, it was almost as if the child planned it that way.

Then there was the constant shifting and trying to hide it on the occasions they went into public, one second the baby would have beautiful blue eyes and the next they’d be black as a demons and frightening anyone in sight (Crowley thought it was hysterical when a nun fainted when this happened once and Aziraphale had to wipe her memory of that afternoon to avoid anyone thinking their child was the anti christ, Vlad would be sore if someone tried to take his title after all.)

But now this was going on the third night in a row of almost non stop screeching from their child the moment the sun went down and he was running out of sanity to really know what to do. Aziraphale tried feeding, rocking, playing, soft music, he even tried queen to see if this perhaps as an accidental Crowley influence and there was nothing that was soothing the child. Aziraphale sighed as he sat on the sofa with Skye still crying in his arms and he looked up at Crowley, was Warlock ever this bad? Given they hadn’t been hired on until he was a little older but still.

Curious indeed because from what he recalled of Godwin going on about the book this was not part of it. 

“My dear you are the expert on all things demon,” Aziraphale reminded him with a slight smile “But we’re not getting one. Vlad’s hellhound is already a handful and we have a changeling.” Aziraphale assured him “Plus whatever Lottie and Olga have found to keep us all entertained.” 

Elhain smiled they seemed so sweet together, they reminded her very much of her and Strahd, even without the aesthetic though she assumed Crowley was less murder-y and that Aziraphale didn’t have to feign ignorance to it. 

Strahd chuckled, “Ember you should be more careful! Draco has had a rough night.” There was a thump on the ground and Strahd picked up the small rage ball. “Aww, Caspian are you unhappy that you didn’t get to go with us? I know you would have stopped those cultists with your little fangs if you could.”

“That bunny’s got fangs?” Crowley raised a brow.

“Oh yes, he is an unholy creation, made by a holy being, the Abbot in Krezk has some rather interesting ideas on how to fill his eternity.”

“Reminds me of the book about the vampire bunny, the Shakespeare twins were reading it remember?” Aziraphale asked looking up to Crowley with a smile then there was a giggle and a pop as a little raven appeared from thin air

“Aba, Mama!” Luna waved from Rahadin’s arms while Aleks wobbled towards them holding onto Rahadin’s hand for balance.

“These are the triplets, Aleksandra, Raven, and Luna.”

“Bunnicula if I remember correctly Angel.” He gave an amused look as the rest of the family joined them.

“We have guests, these are Crowley, aziraphale and skye” Draco introduced raven looked up to them with red eyes full of curiosity

“Skye?” She asked aziraphale nodded and moved lower to the ground so the toddlers could see the baby in his arms who mimicked raven’s eyes on instinct and giggled babbling happily

Arabelle giggled, “good enough Luna.”

Strahd looked at his family, “we should go in before the little ones get cold. Or you my dear.” He pressed a kiss to his beloved’s forehead. “Besides our guests are more than likely wanting to rest and get used to their new surroundings.”

Crowley looked to Aziraphale, “sure, Skye will likely finally get some rest.

“Hello my little dear! I have missed you” she said giggling and pressing kisses to her cheeks before she beckoned for them to follow her inside

Aziraphale was not normally one for sleeping however Skye made it very difficult not to want to sleep when he was going through this phase. Aziraphale certainly hoped it was a phase anyway, otherwise he feared Crowley may lose their mind. The baby was having a habit of screeching in the night despite that they would do everything to keep him all snuggled in bed and he’d be sleeping fine until late into the night when Crowley was all snuggled into bed looking so peaceful, it was almost as if the child planned it that way.

Then there was the constant shifting and trying to hide it on the occasions they went into public, one second the baby would have beautiful blue eyes and the next they’d be black as a demons and frightening anyone in sight (Crowley thought it was hysterical when a nun fainted when this happened once and Aziraphale had to wipe her memory of that afternoon to avoid anyone thinking their child was the anti christ, Vlad would be sore if someone tried to take his title after all.)

But now this was going on the third night in a row of almost non stop screeching from their child the moment the sun went down and he was running out of sanity to really know what to do. Aziraphale tried feeding, rocking, playing, soft music, he even tried queen to see if this perhaps as an accidental Crowley influence and there was nothing that was soothing the child. Aziraphale sighed as he sat on the sofa with Skye still crying in his arms and he looked up at Crowley, was Warlock ever this bad? Given they hadn’t been hired on until he was a little older but still.

Curious indeed because from what he recalled of Godwin going on about the book this was not part of it. 

“My dear you are the expert on all things demon,” Aziraphale reminded him with a slight smile “But we’re not getting one. Vlad’s hellhound is already a handful and we have a changeling.” Aziraphale assured him “Plus whatever Lottie and Olga have found to keep us all entertained.” 

Elhain smiled they seemed so sweet together, they reminded her very much of her and Strahd, even without the aesthetic though she assumed Crowley was less murder-y and that Aziraphale didn’t have to feign ignorance to it. 

Strahd chuckled, “Ember you should be more careful! Draco has had a rough night.” There was a thump on the ground and Strahd picked up the small rage ball. “Aww, Caspian are you unhappy that you didn’t get to go with us? I know you would have stopped those cultists with your little fangs if you could.”

“That bunny’s got fangs?” Crowley raised a brow.

“Oh yes, he is an unholy creation, made by a holy being, the Abbot in Krezk has some rather interesting ideas on how to fill his eternity.”

“Reminds me of the book about the vampire bunny, the Shakespeare twins were reading it remember?” Aziraphale asked looking up to Crowley with a smile then there was a giggle and a pop as a little raven appeared from thin air

“Aba, Mama!” Luna waved from Rahadin’s arms while Aleks wobbled towards them holding onto Rahadin’s hand for balance.

“These are the triplets, Aleksandra, Raven, and Luna.”

“Bunnicula if I remember correctly Angel.” He gave an amused look as the rest of the family joined them.

“We have guests, these are Crowley, aziraphale and skye” Draco introduced raven looked up to them with red eyes full of curiosity

“Skye?” She asked aziraphale nodded and moved lower to the ground so the toddlers could see the baby in his arms who mimicked raven’s eyes on instinct and giggled babbling happily

Aziraphale was not normally one for sleeping however Skye made it very difficult not to want to sleep when he was going through this phase. Aziraphale certainly hoped it was a phase anyway, otherwise he feared Crowley may lose their mind. The baby was having a habit of screeching in the night despite that they would do everything to keep him all snuggled in bed and he’d be sleeping fine until late into the night when Crowley was all snuggled into bed looking so peaceful, it was almost as if the child planned it that way.

Then there was the constant shifting and trying to hide it on the occasions they went into public, one second the baby would have beautiful blue eyes and the next they’d be black as a demons and frightening anyone in sight (Crowley thought it was hysterical when a nun fainted when this happened once and Aziraphale had to wipe her memory of that afternoon to avoid anyone thinking their child was the anti christ, Vlad would be sore if someone tried to take his title after all.)

But now this was going on the third night in a row of almost non stop screeching from their child the moment the sun went down and he was running out of sanity to really know what to do. Aziraphale tried feeding, rocking, playing, soft music, he even tried queen to see if this perhaps as an accidental Crowley influence and there was nothing that was soothing the child. Aziraphale sighed as he sat on the sofa with Skye still crying in his arms and he looked up at Crowley, was Warlock ever this bad? Given they hadn’t been hired on until he was a little older but still.

Curious indeed because from what he recalled of Godwin going on about the book this was not part of it. 

“My dear you are the expert on all things demon,” Aziraphale reminded him with a slight smile “But we’re not getting one. Vlad’s hellhound is already a handful and we have a changeling.” Aziraphale assured him “Plus whatever Lottie and Olga have found to keep us all entertained.” 

Elhain smiled they seemed so sweet together, they reminded her very much of her and Strahd, even without the aesthetic though she assumed Crowley was less murder-y and that Aziraphale didn’t have to feign ignorance to it. 

Strahd chuckled, “Ember you should be more careful! Draco has had a rough night.” There was a thump on the ground and Strahd picked up the small rage ball. “Aww, Caspian are you unhappy that you didn’t get to go with us? I know you would have stopped those cultists with your little fangs if you could.”

“That bunny’s got fangs?” Crowley raised a brow.

“Oh yes, he is an unholy creation, made by a holy being, the Abbot in Krezk has some rather interesting ideas on how to fill his eternity.”

“Reminds me of the book about the vampire bunny, the Shakespeare twins were reading it remember?” Aziraphale asked looking up to Crowley with a smile then there was a giggle and a pop as a little raven appeared from thin air

Aziraphale was not normally one for sleeping however Skye made it very difficult not to want to sleep when he was going through this phase. Aziraphale certainly hoped it was a phase anyway, otherwise he feared Crowley may lose their mind. The baby was having a habit of screeching in the night despite that they would do everything to keep him all snuggled in bed and he’d be sleeping fine until late into the night when Crowley was all snuggled into bed looking so peaceful, it was almost as if the child planned it that way.

Then there was the constant shifting and trying to hide it on the occasions they went into public, one second the baby would have beautiful blue eyes and the next they’d be black as a demons and frightening anyone in sight (Crowley thought it was hysterical when a nun fainted when this happened once and Aziraphale had to wipe her memory of that afternoon to avoid anyone thinking their child was the anti christ, Vlad would be sore if someone tried to take his title after all.)

But now this was going on the third night in a row of almost non stop screeching from their child the moment the sun went down and he was running out of sanity to really know what to do. Aziraphale tried feeding, rocking, playing, soft music, he even tried queen to see if this perhaps as an accidental Crowley influence and there was nothing that was soothing the child. Aziraphale sighed as he sat on the sofa with Skye still crying in his arms and he looked up at Crowley, was Warlock ever this bad? Given they hadn’t been hired on until he was a little older but still.

Curious indeed because from what he recalled of Godwin going on about the book this was not part of it. 

“My dear you are the expert on all things demon,” Aziraphale reminded him with a slight smile “But we’re not getting one. Vlad’s hellhound is already a handful and we have a changeling.” Aziraphale assured him “Plus whatever Lottie and Olga have found to keep us all entertained.” 

Elhain smiled they seemed so sweet together, they reminded her very much of her and Strahd, even without the aesthetic though she assumed Crowley was less murder-y and that Aziraphale didn’t have to feign ignorance to it. 

Aziraphale was not normally one for sleeping however Skye made it very difficult not to want to sleep when he was going through this phase. Aziraphale certainly hoped it was a phase anyway, otherwise he feared Crowley may lose their mind. The baby was having a habit of screeching in the night despite that they would do everything to keep him all snuggled in bed and he’d be sleeping fine until late into the night when Crowley was all snuggled into bed looking so peaceful, it was almost as if the child planned it that way.

Then there was the constant shifting and trying to hide it on the occasions they went into public, one second the baby would have beautiful blue eyes and the next they’d be black as a demons and frightening anyone in sight (Crowley thought it was hysterical when a nun fainted when this happened once and Aziraphale had to wipe her memory of that afternoon to avoid anyone thinking their child was the anti christ, Vlad would be sore if someone tried to take his title after all.)

But now this was going on the third night in a row of almost non stop screeching from their child the moment the sun went down and he was running out of sanity to really know what to do. Aziraphale tried feeding, rocking, playing, soft music, he even tried queen to see if this perhaps as an accidental Crowley influence and there was nothing that was soothing the child. Aziraphale sighed as he sat on the sofa with Skye still crying in his arms and he looked up at Crowley, was Warlock ever this bad? Given they hadn’t been hired on until he was a little older but still.

The drive was innocuous at first but the growing fog was making it terribly hard to see, “Angel the road’s gone.” He said matter-of-factly, his hands turning the wheel as a tree came looming out of the fog, a rather foolish thing to be a tree standing in the middle of the “road”. There was something under the car but it wasn’t a paved road as they bumped along at a steep incline. “What in the nine layers of hell?” Crowley furrowed his brow over the glasses he wore.

Now a tall darkly dressed figure that held aloft some unfortunate soul by the throat and seemed to be deep into giving a threat when their attention turned to the beams of the headlights and they took a step back.

“It’s ok love,” aziraphale cooed softly to the little one but he continued to cry and aziraphale sighed before he looked to Crowley

“I’ll check on them you help skye?” Aziraphale suggested before he got out of the Bentley and hurried to check on the man who had been being attacked by the taller one but then aziraphale noticed the woman there as well, blonde hair and blue eyes gaping at him from where she sat with a child with a head of red curls and…scales? Aziraphale paused unsure what to say either

Elhain looked to strahd for a moment, everything had happened so quickly. They’d been visiting mooncrest and the carriage had been attacked by cultists to strahd at first it wasn’t that bad until one had managed to grab Draco and all hell broke loose after that, then this peculiar torched carriage had appeared and struck the cultist strahd had been attacking and Elhain had managed to pull Draco protectively aside and now she held her trembling little yuan ti as the curly haired man in peculiar clothes gawked at her for a moment but she didn’t sense anything evil from them

“Are you alright love?” Elhain asked briefly glancing in strahd’s direction without taking her eyes off of the stranger and it seemed to remind aziraphale of the situation

Arabelle in the commotion had drawn out her dagger and had been pointing it at the cultist’s direction in case he somehow came near them and now had it warily pointed at the strange vehicle that had come tumbling through the mist. “Who are you?” She demanded.

“My daughter is right stranger, who are you? What had brought you here to this domain? My domain, Barovia.”

Crowley held Skye his golden snake eyes darting around behind the thick black lenses of his shades as he took in what was going on. “Well we could ask the same of you.” Crowley said popping out of the driver’s side gently rocking Skye to ease him to sleep. “Angel a little miracle? Just one? To help him sleep it will ease the introductions.” He peered over his glasses.

“Angel?” Strahd said eyeing over the strange but friendly looking man. “Truly?” He raised a brow. “A divine being?”

“Just this once, I don’t like imposing on others will” aziraphale said but with a snap the baby let out a yawn and soon was fast asleep in Crowley’s arms

Elhain’s eyes were wide as she stood and Draco hurried to his papa quickly as well

“I’m afraid there is a misunderstanding last we knew we were in seacoast city” aziraphale said thoughtfully but Elhain shook her head

“Then you are very far from home my friend, I’ve never even heard of such a place” elhain said and gently pulled arabelle to her as well, just cautious enough if the peculiar strangers, child or not.

“Right…oh introductions this is my husband Crowley, our child skye and I’m aziraphale” aziraphale said and held his hand out to shake Elhain seemed surprised but she took his hand regardless

“And did you say cultists?” Aziraohale added it explained the man’s peculiar dress but not theirs

Crowley looked down at the small boy at Strahd’s legs. He was practically the spitting image of Crowley if the demon had ever had the form of a child. “Don’t worry we aren’t here to break any of them. Well possibly any more of them. Wherever this place is?”

“Barovia, you are in Barovia.” Strahd studied the strange horseless carriage. “What is that?”

“S’a Bentley,” Crowley eyed them. “Don’t have conveyances like this?”

“No, we primarily travel by horse or carriage.”

“papa the carriage sings,” Draco said in the blink of an eye the little one had managed to climb into the bentley and was sitting on the front seat listening to whatever Queen song it had chosen to play at the moment

Strahd went to his son and pondered at the tune:

‘I'm travelling at the speed of light

I wanna make a supersonic man out of you (hey, hey)’

Elhain stepped forward though and retrieved the little one as he looked to Crowley noting the hiss

“Are you a yuan ti too? I’ve never met another like me” Draco asked trying to look around the glasses to see

“Draco it’s not polite to ask such things” elhain said gently and Draco sighed and nodded

“I’m sorry,” he apologized before he noted the baby and giggled

“They are a snake people my son is at least part Yuan-ti.”

“No, but I suppose close enough,” Crowley noted the boy’s curious Otay. “He really is the spitting image of me.” Crowley said looking to Aziraphale, from the hair to the teeth and even the… eyes.” Another like him? How strange… but not too strange if there was another of him like Juliet or like Hades was to Aziraphale.

He felt his glasses tugged off by Skye who had woken up.

“Yes our little one Skye likes to do that, sometimes there his frec-hey!” He went to take the glasses back from the naughty changeling.

Strahd chuckled, “he really does look like you Draco.”

“Well I think he looks cool!” Arabelle agreed. “Who knows Draco maybe you’ll get taller like him?” She had come to see more of the carriage having put her dagger away.

“Th-thank you.” Crowley said taking the glasses back from Skye after a moment of trouble but he gave a moment’s pause before putting them back on.

“We’ve met changelings before, I knew one that used to do quests at the leaky lich, she and her husband who was a Dragonborn used to love playing tricks” elhain said fondly and aziraphale realized he recognized the terms and his eyes grew wide

“Crowley dear do you still have that book Godwin left behind at our last dinner party?” Aziraphale asked though he was already going to the car to see if he could find it and when he did he was certain he was right

“Angel, that wasn’t how the man looked before, remember he had long hair and was not sporting facial hair.”

Strahd looked to Ehlain. “They have my book?” How did his writings end up on a different plane of existence? There was a number of ways but…

“Well that’s great we have gone from reality to Larping.” Crowley let out a soft sigh.

“I can assure you I am no figment of your imagination.” Strahd said narrowing his eyes.

“Curious, though Adam does seem to enjoy seacoast I hope he doesn’t take a liking here and combine worlds again” aziraphale siad that might just make the universe implode but one problem at a time

“So you travel realms often?” Elhain asked and aziraphale shrugged

Arabelle shivered. “Can we get somewhere warm?”

“Yes, I agree, you are welcome to staying with us in my castle.” Strahd said. “Standing out here while we don’t have to be too worried for anything does make my family chilled and I can only imagine it is the same for yours.”

“My Bentley can’t go much further.” Crowley said, “but I suppose that means that we don’t have to worry too much about anyone taking it.” He took the keys out. “I hope we aren’t expected to ride a horse.”

“No, just a carriage.” Strahd said.

When they finally arrived to the ominous castle Crowley peered out the carriage window. “Angel it appears the castle is as large as one could have one.”

“What’s an apocalypse?” Arabelle asked.

“A very large disaster.” Crowley said. “That involves a lot of people getting hurt, but things turned out alright in the end and many came back or didn’t get hurt at all.” He nodded.

“Well that sounds like a terrifying thing, almost like an epic adventure.” Arabelle decided.

Aziraphale was not normally one for sleeping however Skye made it very difficult not to want to sleep when he was going through this phase. Aziraphale certainly hoped it was a phase anyway, otherwise he feared Crowley may lose their mind. The baby was having a habit of screeching in the night despite that they would do everything to keep him all snuggled in bed and he’d be sleeping fine until late into the night when Crowley was all snuggled into bed looking so peaceful, it was almost as if the child planned it that way.

Then there was the constant shifting and trying to hide it on the occasions they went into public, one second the baby would have beautiful blue eyes and the next they’d be black as a demons and frightening anyone in sight (Crowley thought it was hysterical when a nun fainted when this happened once and Aziraphale had to wipe her memory of that afternoon to avoid anyone thinking their child was the anti christ, Vlad would be sore if someone tried to take his title after all.)

But now this was going on the third night in a row of almost non stop screeching from their child the moment the sun went down and he was running out of sanity to really know what to do. Aziraphale tried feeding, rocking, playing, soft music, he even tried queen to see if this perhaps as an accidental Crowley influence and there was nothing that was soothing the child. Aziraphale sighed as he sat on the sofa with Skye still crying in his arms and he looked up at Crowley, was Warlock ever this bad? Given they hadn’t been hired on until he was a little older but still.

The drive was innocuous at first but the growing fog was making it terribly hard to see, “Angel the road’s gone.” He said matter-of-factly, his hands turning the wheel as a tree came looming out of the fog, a rather foolish thing to be a tree standing in the middle of the “road”. There was something under the car but it wasn’t a paved road as they bumped along at a steep incline. “What in the nine layers of hell?” Crowley furrowed his brow over the glasses he wore.

Now a tall darkly dressed figure that held aloft some unfortunate soul by the throat and seemed to be deep into giving a threat when their attention turned to the beams of the headlights and they took a step back.

“It’s ok love,” aziraphale cooed softly to the little one but he continued to cry and aziraphale sighed before he looked to Crowley

“I’ll check on them you help skye?” Aziraphale suggested before he got out of the Bentley and hurried to check on the man who had been being attacked by the taller one but then aziraphale noticed the woman there as well, blonde hair and blue eyes gaping at him from where she sat with a child with a head of red curls and…scales? Aziraphale paused unsure what to say either

Elhain looked to strahd for a moment, everything had happened so quickly. They’d been visiting mooncrest and the carriage had been attacked by cultists to strahd at first it wasn’t that bad until one had managed to grab Draco and all hell broke loose after that, then this peculiar torched carriage had appeared and struck the cultist strahd had been attacking and Elhain had managed to pull Draco protectively aside and now she held her trembling little yuan ti as the curly haired man in peculiar clothes gawked at her for a moment but she didn’t sense anything evil from them

“Are you alright love?” Elhain asked briefly glancing in strahd’s direction without taking her eyes off of the stranger and it seemed to remind aziraphale of the situation

Arabelle in the commotion had drawn out her dagger and had been pointing it at the cultist’s direction in case he somehow came near them and now had it warily pointed at the strange vehicle that had come tumbling through the mist. “Who are you?” She demanded.

“My daughter is right stranger, who are you? What had brought you here to this domain? My domain, Barovia.”

Crowley held Skye his golden snake eyes darting around behind the thick black lenses of his shades as he took in what was going on. “Well we could ask the same of you.” Crowley said popping out of the driver’s side gently rocking Skye to ease him to sleep. “Angel a little miracle? Just one? To help him sleep it will ease the introductions.” He peered over his glasses.

“Angel?” Strahd said eyeing over the strange but friendly looking man. “Truly?” He raised a brow. “A divine being?”

“Just this once, I don’t like imposing on others will” aziraphale said but with a snap the baby let out a yawn and soon was fast asleep in Crowley’s arms

Elhain’s eyes were wide as she stood and Draco hurried to his papa quickly as well

“I’m afraid there is a misunderstanding last we knew we were in seacoast city” aziraphale said thoughtfully but Elhain shook her head

“Then you are very far from home my friend, I’ve never even heard of such a place” elhain said and gently pulled arabelle to her as well, just cautious enough if the peculiar strangers, child or not.

“Right…oh introductions this is my husband Crowley, our child skye and I’m aziraphale” aziraphale said and held his hand out to shake Elhain seemed surprised but she took his hand regardless

“And did you say cultists?” Aziraohale added it explained the man’s peculiar dress but not theirs

Crowley looked down at the small boy at Strahd’s legs. He was practically the spitting image of Crowley if the demon had ever had the form of a child. “Don’t worry we aren’t here to break any of them. Well possibly any more of them. Wherever this place is?”

“Barovia, you are in Barovia.” Strahd studied the strange horseless carriage. “What is that?”

“S’a Bentley,” Crowley eyed them. “Don’t have conveyances like this?”

“No, we primarily travel by horse or carriage.”

“papa the carriage sings,” Draco said in the blink of an eye the little one had managed to climb into the bentley and was sitting on the front seat listening to whatever Queen song it had chosen to play at the moment

Strahd went to his son and pondered at the tune:

‘I'm travelling at the speed of light

I wanna make a supersonic man out of you (hey, hey)’

Elhain stepped forward though and retrieved the little one as he looked to Crowley noting the hiss

“Are you a yuan ti too? I’ve never met another like me” Draco asked trying to look around the glasses to see

“Draco it’s not polite to ask such things” elhain said gently and Draco sighed and nodded

“I’m sorry,” he apologized before he noted the baby and giggled

“They are a snake people my son is at least part Yuan-ti.”

“No, but I suppose close enough,” Crowley noted the boy’s curious Otay. “He really is the spitting image of me.” Crowley said looking to Aziraphale, from the hair to the teeth and even the… eyes.” Another like him? How strange… but not too strange if there was another of him like Juliet or like Hades was to Aziraphale.

He felt his glasses tugged off by Skye who had woken up.

“Yes our little one Skye likes to do that, sometimes there his frec-hey!” He went to take the glasses back from the naughty changeling.

Strahd chuckled, “he really does look like you Draco.”

“Well I think he looks cool!” Arabelle agreed. “Who knows Draco maybe you’ll get taller like him?” She had come to see more of the carriage having put her dagger away.

“Th-thank you.” Crowley said taking the glasses back from Skye after a moment of trouble but he gave a moment’s pause before putting them back on.

“We’ve met changelings before, I knew one that used to do quests at the leaky lich, she and her husband who was a Dragonborn used to love playing tricks” elhain said fondly and aziraphale realized he recognized the terms and his eyes grew wide

“Crowley dear do you still have that book Godwin left behind at our last dinner party?” Aziraphale asked though he was already going to the car to see if he could find it and when he did he was certain he was right

“Angel, that wasn’t how the man looked before, remember he had long hair and was not sporting facial hair.”

Strahd looked to Ehlain. “They have my book?” How did his writings end up on a different plane of existence? There was a number of ways but…

“Well that’s great we have gone from reality to Larping.” Crowley let out a soft sigh.

“I can assure you I am no figment of your imagination.” Strahd said narrowing his eyes.

“Curious, though Adam does seem to enjoy seacoast I hope he doesn’t take a liking here and combine worlds again” aziraphale siad that might just make the universe implode but one problem at a time

“So you travel realms often?” Elhain asked and aziraphale shrugged

Arabelle shivered. “Can we get somewhere warm?”

“Yes, I agree, you are welcome to staying with us in my castle.” Strahd said. “Standing out here while we don’t have to be too worried for anything does make my family chilled and I can only imagine it is the same for yours.”

“My Bentley can’t go much further.” Crowley said, “but I suppose that means that we don’t have to worry too much about anyone taking it.” He took the keys out. “I hope we aren’t expected to ride a horse.”

“No, just a carriage.” Strahd said.

When they finally arrived to the ominous castle Crowley peered out the carriage window. “Angel it appears the castle is as large as one could have one.”

Aziraphale was not normally one for sleeping however Skye made it very difficult not to want to sleep when he was going through this phase. Aziraphale certainly hoped it was a phase anyway, otherwise he feared Crowley may lose their mind. The baby was having a habit of screeching in the night despite that they would do everything to keep him all snuggled in bed and he’d be sleeping fine until late into the night when Crowley was all snuggled into bed looking so peaceful, it was almost as if the child planned it that way.

Then there was the constant shifting and trying to hide it on the occasions they went into public, one second the baby would have beautiful blue eyes and the next they’d be black as a demons and frightening anyone in sight (Crowley thought it was hysterical when a nun fainted when this happened once and Aziraphale had to wipe her memory of that afternoon to avoid anyone thinking their child was the anti christ, Vlad would be sore if someone tried to take his title after all.)

But now this was going on the third night in a row of almost non stop screeching from their child the moment the sun went down and he was running out of sanity to really know what to do. Aziraphale tried feeding, rocking, playing, soft music, he even tried queen to see if this perhaps as an accidental Crowley influence and there was nothing that was soothing the child. Aziraphale sighed as he sat on the sofa with Skye still crying in his arms and he looked up at Crowley, was Warlock ever this bad? Given they hadn’t been hired on until he was a little older but still.

The drive was innocuous at first but the growing fog was making it terribly hard to see, “Angel the road’s gone.” He said matter-of-factly, his hands turning the wheel as a tree came looming out of the fog, a rather foolish thing to be a tree standing in the middle of the “road”. There was something under the car but it wasn’t a paved road as they bumped along at a steep incline. “What in the nine layers of hell?” Crowley furrowed his brow over the glasses he wore.

Now a tall darkly dressed figure that held aloft some unfortunate soul by the throat and seemed to be deep into giving a threat when their attention turned to the beams of the headlights and they took a step back.

“It’s ok love,” aziraphale cooed softly to the little one but he continued to cry and aziraphale sighed before he looked to Crowley

“I’ll check on them you help skye?” Aziraphale suggested before he got out of the Bentley and hurried to check on the man who had been being attacked by the taller one but then aziraphale noticed the woman there as well, blonde hair and blue eyes gaping at him from where she sat with a child with a head of red curls and…scales? Aziraphale paused unsure what to say either

Elhain looked to strahd for a moment, everything had happened so quickly. They’d been visiting mooncrest and the carriage had been attacked by cultists to strahd at first it wasn’t that bad until one had managed to grab Draco and all hell broke loose after that, then this peculiar torched carriage had appeared and struck the cultist strahd had been attacking and Elhain had managed to pull Draco protectively aside and now she held her trembling little yuan ti as the curly haired man in peculiar clothes gawked at her for a moment but she didn’t sense anything evil from them

“Are you alright love?” Elhain asked briefly glancing in strahd’s direction without taking her eyes off of the stranger and it seemed to remind aziraphale of the situation

Arabelle in the commotion had drawn out her dagger and had been pointing it at the cultist’s direction in case he somehow came near them and now had it warily pointed at the strange vehicle that had come tumbling through the mist. “Who are you?” She demanded.

“My daughter is right stranger, who are you? What had brought you here to this domain? My domain, Barovia.”

Crowley held Skye his golden snake eyes darting around behind the thick black lenses of his shades as he took in what was going on. “Well we could ask the same of you.” Crowley said popping out of the driver’s side gently rocking Skye to ease him to sleep. “Angel a little miracle? Just one? To help him sleep it will ease the introductions.” He peered over his glasses.

“Angel?” Strahd said eyeing over the strange but friendly looking man. “Truly?” He raised a brow. “A divine being?”

“Just this once, I don’t like imposing on others will” aziraphale said but with a snap the baby let out a yawn and soon was fast asleep in Crowley’s arms

Elhain’s eyes were wide as she stood and Draco hurried to his papa quickly as well

“I’m afraid there is a misunderstanding last we knew we were in seacoast city” aziraphale said thoughtfully but Elhain shook her head

“Then you are very far from home my friend, I’ve never even heard of such a place” elhain said and gently pulled arabelle to her as well, just cautious enough if the peculiar strangers, child or not.

“Right…oh introductions this is my husband Crowley, our child skye and I’m aziraphale” aziraphale said and held his hand out to shake Elhain seemed surprised but she took his hand regardless

“And did you say cultists?” Aziraohale added it explained the man’s peculiar dress but not theirs

Crowley looked down at the small boy at Strahd’s legs. He was practically the spitting image of Crowley if the demon had ever had the form of a child. “Don’t worry we aren’t here to break any of them. Well possibly any more of them. Wherever this place is?”

“Barovia, you are in Barovia.” Strahd studied the strange horseless carriage. “What is that?”

“S’a Bentley,” Crowley eyed them. “Don’t have conveyances like this?”

“No, we primarily travel by horse or carriage.”

“papa the carriage sings,” Draco said in the blink of an eye the little one had managed to climb into the bentley and was sitting on the front seat listening to whatever Queen song it had chosen to play at the moment

Strahd went to his son and pondered at the tune:

‘I'm travelling at the speed of light

I wanna make a supersonic man out of you (hey, hey)’

Elhain stepped forward though and retrieved the little one as he looked to Crowley noting the hiss

“Are you a yuan ti too? I’ve never met another like me” Draco asked trying to look around the glasses to see

“Draco it’s not polite to ask such things” elhain said gently and Draco sighed and nodded

“I’m sorry,” he apologized before he noted the baby and giggled

“They are a snake people my son is at least part Yuan-ti.”

“No, but I suppose close enough,” Crowley noted the boy’s curious Otay. “He really is the spitting image of me.” Crowley said looking to Aziraphale, from the hair to the teeth and even the… eyes.” Another like him? How strange… but not too strange if there was another of him like Juliet or like Hades was to Aziraphale.

He felt his glasses tugged off by Skye who had woken up.

“Yes our little one Skye likes to do that, sometimes there his frec-hey!” He went to take the glasses back from the naughty changeling.

Strahd chuckled, “he really does look like you Draco.”

“Well I think he looks cool!” Arabelle agreed. “Who knows Draco maybe you’ll get taller like him?” She had come to see more of the carriage having put her dagger away.

“Th-thank you.” Crowley said taking the glasses back from Skye after a moment of trouble but he gave a moment’s pause before putting them back on.

“We’ve met changelings before, I knew one that used to do quests at the leaky lich, she and her husband who was a Dragonborn used to love playing tricks” elhain said fondly and aziraphale realized he recognized the terms and his eyes grew wide

“Crowley dear do you still have that book Godwin left behind at our last dinner party?” Aziraphale asked though he was already going to the car to see if he could find it and when he did he was certain he was right

“Angel, that wasn’t how the man looked before, remember he had long hair and was not sporting facial hair.”

Strahd looked to Ehlain. “They have my book?” How did his writings end up on a different plane of existence? There was a number of ways but…

“Well that’s great we have gone from reality to Larping.” Crowley let out a soft sigh.

“I can assure you I am no figment of your imagination.” Strahd said narrowing his eyes.

“Curious, though Adam does seem to enjoy seacoast I hope he doesn’t take a liking here and combine worlds again” aziraphale siad that might just make the universe implode but one problem at a time

“So you travel realms often?” Elhain asked and aziraphale shrugged

Arabelle shivered. “Can we get somewhere warm?”

“Yes, I agree, you are welcome to staying with us in my castle.” Strahd said. “Standing out here while we don’t have to be too worried for anything does make my family chilled and I can only imagine it is the same for yours.”

“My Bentley can’t go much further.” Crowley said, “but I suppose that means that we don’t have to worry too much about anyone taking it.” He took the keys out. “I hope we aren’t expected to ride a horse.”

“No, just a carriage.” Strahd said.

Aziraphale was not normally one for sleeping however Skye made it very difficult not to want to sleep when he was going through this phase. Aziraphale certainly hoped it was a phase anyway, otherwise he feared Crowley may lose their mind. The baby was having a habit of screeching in the night despite that they would do everything to keep him all snuggled in bed and he’d be sleeping fine until late into the night when Crowley was all snuggled into bed looking so peaceful, it was almost as if the child planned it that way.

Then there was the constant shifting and trying to hide it on the occasions they went into public, one second the baby would have beautiful blue eyes and the next they’d be black as a demons and frightening anyone in sight (Crowley thought it was hysterical when a nun fainted when this happened once and Aziraphale had to wipe her memory of that afternoon to avoid anyone thinking their child was the anti christ, Vlad would be sore if someone tried to take his title after all.)

But now this was going on the third night in a row of almost non stop screeching from their child the moment the sun went down and he was running out of sanity to really know what to do. Aziraphale tried feeding, rocking, playing, soft music, he even tried queen to see if this perhaps as an accidental Crowley influence and there was nothing that was soothing the child. Aziraphale sighed as he sat on the sofa with Skye still crying in his arms and he looked up at Crowley, was Warlock ever this bad? Given they hadn’t been hired on until he was a little older but still.

The drive was innocuous at first but the growing fog was making it terribly hard to see, “Angel the road’s gone.” He said matter-of-factly, his hands turning the wheel as a tree came looming out of the fog, a rather foolish thing to be a tree standing in the middle of the “road”. There was something under the car but it wasn’t a paved road as they bumped along at a steep incline. “What in the nine layers of hell?” Crowley furrowed his brow over the glasses he wore.

Now a tall darkly dressed figure that held aloft some unfortunate soul by the throat and seemed to be deep into giving a threat when their attention turned to the beams of the headlights and they took a step back.

“It’s ok love,” aziraphale cooed softly to the little one but he continued to cry and aziraphale sighed before he looked to Crowley

“I’ll check on them you help skye?” Aziraphale suggested before he got out of the Bentley and hurried to check on the man who had been being attacked by the taller one but then aziraphale noticed the woman there as well, blonde hair and blue eyes gaping at him from where she sat with a child with a head of red curls and…scales? Aziraphale paused unsure what to say either

Elhain looked to strahd for a moment, everything had happened so quickly. They’d been visiting mooncrest and the carriage had been attacked by cultists to strahd at first it wasn’t that bad until one had managed to grab Draco and all hell broke loose after that, then this peculiar torched carriage had appeared and struck the cultist strahd had been attacking and Elhain had managed to pull Draco protectively aside and now she held her trembling little yuan ti as the curly haired man in peculiar clothes gawked at her for a moment but she didn’t sense anything evil from them

“Are you alright love?” Elhain asked briefly glancing in strahd’s direction without taking her eyes off of the stranger and it seemed to remind aziraphale of the situation

Arabelle in the commotion had drawn out her dagger and had been pointing it at the cultist’s direction in case he somehow came near them and now had it warily pointed at the strange vehicle that had come tumbling through the mist. “Who are you?” She demanded.

“My daughter is right stranger, who are you? What had brought you here to this domain? My domain, Barovia.”

Crowley held Skye his golden snake eyes darting around behind the thick black lenses of his shades as he took in what was going on. “Well we could ask the same of you.” Crowley said popping out of the driver’s side gently rocking Skye to ease him to sleep. “Angel a little miracle? Just one? To help him sleep it will ease the introductions.” He peered over his glasses.

“Angel?” Strahd said eyeing over the strange but friendly looking man. “Truly?” He raised a brow. “A divine being?”

“Just this once, I don’t like imposing on others will” aziraphale said but with a snap the baby let out a yawn and soon was fast asleep in Crowley’s arms

Elhain’s eyes were wide as she stood and Draco hurried to his papa quickly as well

“I’m afraid there is a misunderstanding last we knew we were in seacoast city” aziraphale said thoughtfully but Elhain shook her head

“Then you are very far from home my friend, I’ve never even heard of such a place” elhain said and gently pulled arabelle to her as well, just cautious enough if the peculiar strangers, child or not.

“Right…oh introductions this is my husband Crowley, our child skye and I’m aziraphale” aziraphale said and held his hand out to shake Elhain seemed surprised but she took his hand regardless

“And did you say cultists?” Aziraohale added it explained the man’s peculiar dress but not theirs

Crowley looked down at the small boy at Strahd’s legs. He was practically the spitting image of Crowley if the demon had ever had the form of a child. “Don’t worry we aren’t here to break any of them. Well possibly any more of them. Wherever this place is?”

“Barovia, you are in Barovia.” Strahd studied the strange horseless carriage. “What is that?”

“S’a Bentley,” Crowley eyed them. “Don’t have conveyances like this?”

“No, we primarily travel by horse or carriage.”

“papa the carriage sings,” Draco said in the blink of an eye the little one had managed to climb into the bentley and was sitting on the front seat listening to whatever Queen song it had chosen to play at the moment

Strahd went to his son and pondered at the tune:

‘I'm travelling at the speed of light

I wanna make a supersonic man out of you (hey, hey)’

Elhain stepped forward though and retrieved the little one as he looked to Crowley noting the hiss

“Are you a yuan ti too? I’ve never met another like me” Draco asked trying to look around the glasses to see

“Draco it’s not polite to ask such things” elhain said gently and Draco sighed and nodded

“I’m sorry,” he apologized before he noted the baby and giggled

“They are a snake people my son is at least part Yuan-ti.”

“No, but I suppose close enough,” Crowley noted the boy’s curious Otay. “He really is the spitting image of me.” Crowley said looking to Aziraphale, from the hair to the teeth and even the… eyes.” Another like him? How strange… but not too strange if there was another of him like Juliet or like Hades was to Aziraphale.

He felt his glasses tugged off by Skye who had woken up.

“Yes our little one Skye likes to do that, sometimes there his frec-hey!” He went to take the glasses back from the naughty changeling.

Strahd chuckled, “he really does look like you Draco.”

“Well I think he looks cool!” Arabelle agreed. “Who knows Draco maybe you’ll get taller like him?” She had come to see more of the carriage having put her dagger away.

“Th-thank you.” Crowley said taking the glasses back from Skye after a moment of trouble but he gave a moment’s pause before putting them back on.

“We’ve met changelings before, I knew one that used to do quests at the leaky lich, she and her husband who was a Dragonborn used to love playing tricks” elhain said fondly and aziraphale realized he recognized the terms and his eyes grew wide

“Crowley dear do you still have that book Godwin left behind at our last dinner party?” Aziraphale asked though he was already going to the car to see if he could find it and when he did he was certain he was right

“Angel, that wasn’t how the man looked before, remember he had long hair and was not sporting facial hair.”

Strahd looked to Ehlain. “They have my book?” How did his writings end up on a different plane of existence? There was a number of ways but…

“Well that’s great we have gone from reality to Larping.” Crowley let out a soft sigh.

“I can assure you I am no figment of your imagination.” Strahd said narrowing his eyes.

“Curious, though Adam does seem to enjoy seacoast I hope he doesn’t take a liking here and combine worlds again” aziraphale siad that might just make the universe implode but one problem at a time

“So you travel realms often?” Elhain asked and aziraphale shrugged

Aziraphale was not normally one for sleeping however Skye made it very difficult not to want to sleep when he was going through this phase. Aziraphale certainly hoped it was a phase anyway, otherwise he feared Crowley may lose their mind. The baby was having a habit of screeching in the night despite that they would do everything to keep him all snuggled in bed and he’d be sleeping fine until late into the night when Crowley was all snuggled into bed looking so peaceful, it was almost as if the child planned it that way.

Then there was the constant shifting and trying to hide it on the occasions they went into public, one second the baby would have beautiful blue eyes and the next they’d be black as a demons and frightening anyone in sight (Crowley thought it was hysterical when a nun fainted when this happened once and Aziraphale had to wipe her memory of that afternoon to avoid anyone thinking their child was the anti christ, Vlad would be sore if someone tried to take his title after all.)

But now this was going on the third night in a row of almost non stop screeching from their child the moment the sun went down and he was running out of sanity to really know what to do. Aziraphale tried feeding, rocking, playing, soft music, he even tried queen to see if this perhaps as an accidental Crowley influence and there was nothing that was soothing the child. Aziraphale sighed as he sat on the sofa with Skye still crying in his arms and he looked up at Crowley, was Warlock ever this bad? Given they hadn’t been hired on until he was a little older but still.

The drive was innocuous at first but the growing fog was making it terribly hard to see, “Angel the road’s gone.” He said matter-of-factly, his hands turning the wheel as a tree came looming out of the fog, a rather foolish thing to be a tree standing in the middle of the “road”. There was something under the car but it wasn’t a paved road as they bumped along at a steep incline. “What in the nine layers of hell?” Crowley furrowed his brow over the glasses he wore.

Now a tall darkly dressed figure that held aloft some unfortunate soul by the throat and seemed to be deep into giving a threat when their attention turned to the beams of the headlights and they took a step back.

“It’s ok love,” aziraphale cooed softly to the little one but he continued to cry and aziraphale sighed before he looked to Crowley

“I’ll check on them you help skye?” Aziraphale suggested before he got out of the Bentley and hurried to check on the man who had been being attacked by the taller one but then aziraphale noticed the woman there as well, blonde hair and blue eyes gaping at him from where she sat with a child with a head of red curls and…scales? Aziraphale paused unsure what to say either

Elhain looked to strahd for a moment, everything had happened so quickly. They’d been visiting mooncrest and the carriage had been attacked by cultists to strahd at first it wasn’t that bad until one had managed to grab Draco and all hell broke loose after that, then this peculiar torched carriage had appeared and struck the cultist strahd had been attacking and Elhain had managed to pull Draco protectively aside and now she held her trembling little yuan ti as the curly haired man in peculiar clothes gawked at her for a moment but she didn’t sense anything evil from them

“Are you alright love?” Elhain asked briefly glancing in strahd’s direction without taking her eyes off of the stranger and it seemed to remind aziraphale of the situation

Arabelle in the commotion had drawn out her dagger and had been pointing it at the cultist’s direction in case he somehow came near them and now had it warily pointed at the strange vehicle that had come tumbling through the mist. “Who are you?” She demanded.

“My daughter is right stranger, who are you? What had brought you here to this domain? My domain, Barovia.”

Crowley held Skye his golden snake eyes darting around behind the thick black lenses of his shades as he took in what was going on. “Well we could ask the same of you.” Crowley said popping out of the driver’s side gently rocking Skye to ease him to sleep. “Angel a little miracle? Just one? To help him sleep it will ease the introductions.” He peered over his glasses.

“Angel?” Strahd said eyeing over the strange but friendly looking man. “Truly?” He raised a brow. “A divine being?”

“Just this once, I don’t like imposing on others will” aziraphale said but with a snap the baby let out a yawn and soon was fast asleep in Crowley’s arms

Elhain’s eyes were wide as she stood and Draco hurried to his papa quickly as well

“I’m afraid there is a misunderstanding last we knew we were in seacoast city” aziraphale said thoughtfully but Elhain shook her head

“Then you are very far from home my friend, I’ve never even heard of such a place” elhain said and gently pulled arabelle to her as well, just cautious enough if the peculiar strangers, child or not.

“Right…oh introductions this is my husband Crowley, our child skye and I’m aziraphale” aziraphale said and held his hand out to shake Elhain seemed surprised but she took his hand regardless

“And did you say cultists?” Aziraohale added it explained the man’s peculiar dress but not theirs

Crowley looked down at the small boy at Strahd’s legs. He was practically the spitting image of Crowley if the demon had ever had the form of a child. “Don’t worry we aren’t here to break any of them. Well possibly any more of them. Wherever this place is?”

“Barovia, you are in Barovia.” Strahd studied the strange horseless carriage. “What is that?”

“S’a Bentley,” Crowley eyed them. “Don’t have conveyances like this?”

“No, we primarily travel by horse or carriage.”

“papa the carriage sings,” Draco said in the blink of an eye the little one had managed to climb into the bentley and was sitting on the front seat listening to whatever Queen song it had chosen to play at the moment

Strahd went to his son and pondered at the tune:

‘I'm travelling at the speed of light

I wanna make a supersonic man out of you (hey, hey)’

Elhain stepped forward though and retrieved the little one as he looked to Crowley noting the hiss

“Are you a yuan ti too? I’ve never met another like me” Draco asked trying to look around the glasses to see

“Draco it’s not polite to ask such things” elhain said gently and Draco sighed and nodded

“I’m sorry,” he apologized before he noted the baby and giggled

“They are a snake people my son is at least part Yuan-ti.”

“No, but I suppose close enough,” Crowley noted the boy’s curious Otay. “He really is the spitting image of me.” Crowley said looking to Aziraphale, from the hair to the teeth and even the… eyes.” Another like him? How strange… but not too strange if there was another of him like Juliet or like Hades was to Aziraphale.

He felt his glasses tugged off by Skye who had woken up.

“Yes our little one Skye likes to do that, sometimes there his frec-hey!” He went to take the glasses back from the naughty changeling.

Strahd chuckled, “he really does look like you Draco.”

“Well I think he looks cool!” Arabelle agreed. “Who knows Draco maybe you’ll get taller like him?” She had come to see more of the carriage having put her dagger away.

“Th-thank you.” Crowley said taking the glasses back from Skye after a moment of trouble but he gave a moment’s pause before putting them back on.

“We’ve met changelings before, I knew one that used to do quests at the leaky lich, she and her husband who was a Dragonborn used to love playing tricks” elhain said fondly and aziraphale realized he recognized the terms and his eyes grew wide

“Crowley dear do you still have that book Godwin left behind at our last dinner party?” Aziraphale asked though he was already going to the car to see if he could find it and when he did he was certain he was right