@isclcphobics sent : Before leaving for work, Talia said a prayer to summon Gabriel. Three gift boxes were on the table for him. Two were filled with various candies, even some from other countries!
The last was a pair of custom Heelys made with Thor’s colors.In front of the boxes was a note on a paper, folded so it would stand.
“Merry Christmas - Your favorite Niece”
The archangel Gabriel did not usually answer calls sent through the spiritual ether. He had voicemail for a reason. Spiritual voicemail. But he also had spiritual caller-ID, which was useful in cases like this when people he was inclined to answer came ‘a calling.
Gabriel touched down moments after Talia had left, and made short work of the paper wrapped around the packages. The whole process left him with plenty of amunition for his work, the most magnificent pair of shoes he’d ever been gifted, and a weird warm bubble of affection in his chest.
It took no more than a thought and a snap of his fingers and the gifts he’d procured for his niece vanished from where he’d left them and appeared on a slice of clean countertop back in the kitchen of the diner. A neatly wrapped switchblade than when extended looked suspiciously like an angel blade, a hand-sewn winter hat, and a sparkly bag containing a chocolate roulette—five normal pieces of chocolate and a single square that had been laced with ghost chili.
