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"Crowley!" I yelled, running as quickly as possible with excitement to Aziraphale and Crowley's bedroom- my hand moving to open the door and hurry into the room, but coming to a stop as I realized the door was locked.

"Crowley!" I repeated, jiggling the knob madly. "Open the door! I gotta tell you something!"

The only sort of reply I got was a muffled groan of what I could only imagine to be annoyance and the rustling of fabric.*

"Just a minute." I could hear what I assumed to be Crowley say from behind the door.

I waited for a minute, my excitement seemingly put on hold as he took what seemed to be ages to get to the door.

When he finally made it to the door, I heard a lock click** and then there he was, standing at the door, using it to block me from the room.

"What." He began, venom leaking into his voice- his yellow eyes fixed onto me with a glare. "Could you possibly*** want?"****

"Golden girls." I said as a simple explanation.

His body language changed to something more friendly and less 'I'm going to murder you for interrupting me, get your head stuffed, and hang it as a warning to others'.*****

"What about Golden girls?"

"Marathon. Starts in…" I took a glimpse at my watch. "3 minutes."

His eyes widened and he nodded in understanding.

I watched him weigh his choices mentally for about 20 seconds before deciding.

"Give me 2." He said before shutting the door.


*As well as a few muffled death threats.

**Well, it was more like several clicks… Crowley was a bit over-obsessed with locks, had been since the almost-apocalypse. He just liked knowing that he was safe when he went to sleep at night.

***Although it sounded a bit strange- Crowley may have added a few more s's to the word.

****I could've swore I also heard another voice mumble "Be nice dear…".

*****Yes, Crowley has one of those faces. It's quite scary, if I'm being perfectly honest.


First Good Omens Fanfiction!

I am quite proud of myself.

I hope you guys enjoyed reading it as I did writing it!

...My only excuse is that I was reminded of Crowley when I flipped through the channels looking for something to watch.

I settled with a 5-Hour Golden Girls Marathon.

I've had a good day. XD.

That is all.