Books And Tablets
Amara felt relieved that she and Chuck were alone once more. The Darkness thought of more things she could do with God in the comfort of the Bar, only for a memory to come to her.
"I've got another angel-related thought in mind," she started.
"As long as we're not going to visit Heaven right now, I'm all ears," her younger sibling responded.
"Recall what you informed me about your secretary's so-called 'Word of God'?" the older sister reminisced, "Well, for starters, I apologize for being too dismissive towards your Tablets."
"Sis, something tells me that you want me to cobble them together again," the younger brother guessed.
"Yes and no," Amara gave a mixed answer, "Contents? Yes, please. Form? No."
"Oh?" Chuck expressed curiosity.
"The complete contents carried power greater than your Hands of God," the older sister elaborated, "I'm curious about them, to say the least. On the other hand, because the contents are too invaluable, I feel they shouldn't be engraved onto stone Tablets."
"Tablet computers, then?" her younger brother offered.
"Thank you, Brother," Amara accepted.
The next moment, Chuck recreated the Word of God in tablet computer form, and a boxful of tablets appeared.
"The beauty, Sis," he smiled, "is that each tablet contains the entire Word! There's no more need to split the thing into topical Tablets. One is more than enough, while the remainder can be spares."
The older sister pulled one of the tablets from the box and gave it an extraordinary speed read, before preparing to speak her mind.
"It's amazing how the original Tablets weren't forged from primordial creation, and yet your secretary gained enough power from just one of them to further his 'X' ambitions," she reflected.
"I'm still surprised that neither Michael nor Raphael made a move to obtain that particular Tablet before Metatron fled," her younger brother remembered, "Raphael should've searched for that Tablet instead of running the same race hopelessly against Castiel."
Putting the tablet back in the box and carrying the latter, the Darkness said, "Well, I ought to put these somewhere."
God then pointed to just the right place.