Good Omens Extended Universe

by becuzmdsaidineededpersonality

Good Omens Extended Universe Guide: An extended universe is a piece of fanfiction that goes into a large amount of detail in parts that were left out from a piece of fiction based on headcanons mostly. Part I: Before the Fall: Chapters 1-20 Two angels from different angelic ranks find themselves in a conflict of sides and soon have to decide where their values and loyalties lie as

49. Chapter 49

Aziraphale looked down and saw a young Egyptian boy no more than three years old run and cling to him.

His black hair was dotted in white spots and his scalp was red.

"My head! It hurts!" He whined as tears began to stream down his face.

"Now now child. No need to cry. Let me take a look at that head of yours." He sat down beside the child and cooed to him until he agreed to sit down and stop moving his head. Aziraphale had to hold back a gasp when to his utter horror the boy's head was so full of lice some came out when he touched the hair.

He looked around and saw many children and adults with similar fates. He wondered where Crawly was and what he would make of all this. It was a horrendous sight.

He knew he shouldn't interfere with the Ineffable Plan but...one small miracle to help one small boy won't hurt...besides angels were supposed to help those in need right...and besides he could make a game of it and pretend with the boy it was a special scalp massage.

He slowly began to work his way through the boy's hair. Performing the massage of a mircle. Soon the lice were all gone and the redness in the boy's hair had disappeared.

"I feel all better now!" He said as he jumped up and gave Aziraphale a big hug.

"Oh, it was nothing beautiful child of the Lord! It was a simple scalp massage was all!"

As soon as he said that he felt a soft tug on his robes and looked down to a pair of sad grey eyes peering up at him.

"Could you give me that special scalp massage too?" She said sniffing and crying. He was a sucker for kids and they were hitting all his weak spots.

He gently did one for her too. He worked his way through the soft curls while humming a tune of celestial harmonies. The boy he helped from earlier had fallen asleep on his arm and he was careful not to make too sharp of movements in order to not wake the tyke.

Sure enough more kids came and begged to have their lice removed. He couldn't resist. He sat on the ground with the kids humming softly and scalp massaging all day.

He made a fun game of it and the kids seemed to enjoy it. He raised his eyes to the daunting shadow of the palace of the Pharoah and whispered in private desperate cry "Please let the Israelites go! Must all these innocents suffer because of your stubbornness and pride!"