Because my friend said, "Bitch, if you don't give me more!" Here is an excerpt from the upcoming sequel of this silly fic of mine, It Ended Like This. Please keep an eye out for it.
"Nappies. Juice. Crackers." Crowley rummaged through the diaper bag. "No dummy."
Juliette fussed in Aziraphale's arms, ready to cry her lungs out, yet again. "Are you sure?"
Crowley looked again. "Must have left it back ho- Eden!" The demon turned to his daughter who was walking a few steps ahead.
The three-month-old settled as she sucked on her favorite dummy. "Eden, sweetheart," Aziraphale was gentle, "daddy and I said no miracles."
Eden continued her steps, completely ignoring her parents. "We mean it Eden." The demon narrowed his brow. "No frivolous miracles. No miracles at all for that matter."
"Daddy," Anthony drew the demon's attention to the pond, "ducks?"
Crowley placed Anthony down on the soft grass and watched as the two-year-old followed his sister, who had somehow secured a bag of peas. It was not at all that they minded their children doing miracles, it was more so that they were relying on them far too much. Heaven and hell had agreed to leave them alone as part of Cassi's deal but knowing their former offices, they could never be too careful. Especially since the week prior, Gabriel had sent down a memo asking them to meet him in London. The couple found it rather odd as he and Beelzebub would often pop in, unannounced much to Crowley's dismay, for a visit with their children-non-children. A memo from heaven meant official business. "Another excellent miracle."
"Don't encourage it." Crowley grunted without straying his eyes from his children.
"Gabriel." Aziraphale greeted warmly and handed over Juliette to his former boss as he opened his arms to hold the child.
Gabriel cooed and granted the child a goofy expression. "How is this little one doing? Still crying as much?"
"Very." Crowley raised a brow and turned to the angel. "What do you want? We saw you three weeks ago and whatever it is, it can't be good."
Gabriel handed Juliette back to Aziraphale and placed his hands behind his back. "What would you say if we offered you two your jobs back?"
"We'd say, 'you're out of your damn mind.'" Crowley growled. "And I am speaking for the both of us."
"What he means, Gabriel, we haven't been part of heaven and hell for fifty years and -"