Seventh Apple (in which we meet Aziracat and Lulziel --I mean, Laluziel. /blames Lemon)

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[If Crowley remembered going to bed, he would be highly confused as to why there is an enormous fluffy white cat curled up next to him instead of a pudgy angel. As it is, Crowley doesn't remember being Crowley. He does, however, remember being Laluziel.

Laluziel likes cats. He scritches this one behind the ears.]

Hullo.

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[somewhatfussy]

[Aziraphale does not know why he has woken up as a rather enormous cat.

This cat business distracts him momentarily from the significant lack of demonic presence next to him. And mm, ear-scritching.]

Er. Er?

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[Laluziel kisses the cat on the top of its head. Cats! So adorable and fluffy! Really, what will God come up with next?]

Hullo. What's your name?

[somewhatfussy]

[Aziraphale blinks. He tries to resist the sudden urge to nuzzle against- er, this fellow. He might be Crowley? But he is remarkably not-Crowley.

He is going to pretend this is a dream and that this not-Crowley in his bed apparently does not recognize him, cat-shaped or no.]

Aziraphale.

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[Laluziel tilts his head. The cat is talking! How odd. Perhaps, he is a demon. That would be rather bad as the cat seems quite sweet and Laluziel would have to smite it.]

Do you know, I know an angel with that name!