•One single thread of gold tied me to you🩵•

I’m totally normal about it.

And Crowley is super into it.

That’s a grimace of pleasure, okay.

And that hand was just on the Generals Effort.

Which is now buried…elsewhere.

Okay?

Okay.

Glad we’re on the same page.

crowley, sitting beside the window looking through a pair of binoculars: *giggling* ohoho, yes! come on you beauty

aziraphale, walks in carrying two cups of tea, frowns: what are you doing?

crowley, still looking through the binoculars: it's out there again

aziraphale, places a tea beside crowley, sighs: oh, you're not still watching chairman meow, are you?

crowley, shakes his head: I'm telling you, any human who names their beast that is asking for trouble

aziraphale, sits in his chair reaching for a book: I don't like it anymore than you do. but we are neighbours. and we must be...neighbourly *smiles*

crowley, turns to him, offended: neoghb- I'll start being neighbourly when their bloody cat *points* stops using my garden as a litter box

chairman meow: *meows*

crowley, runs back to the window, peering through the binoculars: *gasps* no nonononono! *grits his teeth as chairman meow pees on a hydrangea bush* right that's it *slams down the binoculars and begins striding towards the garden* I'll sort this out

aziraphale, massaging his temple: crowley! you are not going to turn into a snake and eat that cat

*pause*

when i saw the final scene for the first time my first thought was "those are crowley and aziraphale's colours in that sky"

It was in my art trench coat’s pocket this WHOLE TIME!

How Crowley got that leg injury.