At the Brownstone, Monday Night: Restoring a Few Celestial Powers

Jul 03, 2006 15:23

It was evening, and it had been a full week - nearly to the hour - that Metatron had spent in the body of a guinea pig, so Kiki figured it was about time to turn him back. And Gabriel, now that he had been rescued from the garden ( Read more... )

gabriel, metatron, wilson, brownstone, aziraphale

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dr_jwilsonmd July 3 2006, 19:41:15 UTC
Wilson stood in the doorway to the kitchen, chewing on a celary stalk.

"I'm going to miss the piggy. I just got a whole fresh bag of carrots for her and everything."

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kikidelivers July 3 2006, 21:23:01 UTC
Kiki looked a little sorry as well. "I'm going to miss you, too, Metty," she said, hoping the beam of light before her wasn't about to lay on her a smack-down of Biblical proportions. "You were a wonderful piggy!"

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we_are_metatron July 4 2006, 02:00:41 UTC
There was what seemed to be a delicate sniff from the beam of light, and it shimmered silently for a moment before speaking.

"HMPH, YES, WELL...I AM AN ANGEL, AFTER ALL. IT ISN'T IN OUR NATURE TO BE...ER...BAD PIGGIES."

Obviously, that didn't quite come out the way Metatron had intended, and he lapsed into silence again. The little sand crab wandered across the carpet, eyestalks rotating as it looked up at each of the mortals.

"Ah...no hard feelings then, Aziraphale? Good joke all around. Heh."

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