Drink Count: 17 || New World, New Home

[eyesofaserpent]

[Forward dated to January 16.]


A. [Action: 852 Goldberg Street, ridiculous o'clock]

[The alarm klaxons jarred Crowley out of a comfortable sleep. The demon sat bolt upright and blinked his yellow snake eyes blearily. It took him a minute to realize that something was off about the room he was in. The shadow of the tree outside wasn't quite right. The wallpaper was different. His "wife" didn't look the same.

His wife didn't look the same.

He jumped out of the bed, blessing under his breath.]

Bollocks.


B. [Action: 852 Goldberg Street, later morning]

[He checked to make sure his Bentley was in the garage. It was. He also found his puppy and all her accessories in exactly the same places they had been in 915 Bilko Boulevard, only in this new house. How strange.

Crowley was dressed in a smart black suit and red shirt that had once been scratchy slacks and a hideous jumper. He was also, of course, wearing his snakeskin shoes and sunglasses. He sat at the kitchen table, drinking a poor excuse for a cup of coffee. He was going to have to go shopping.]


C. [Action: 915 Bilko Boulevard, around noon]

[He can't stop himself for wanting to check on Kyon. He couldn't leave the poor boy alone without at least checking to see if he was alright, right? He drives on over and parks in the driveway. The demon strides into the house as if he lives there. Which he did up until this morning.]

Kyon? Are you in here, kid?


D. [Action: Olney's Tavern, late afternoon]

[Crowley's looking a bit irritable behind the bar. What the hell is with this town?]

What'll you have?


E. [Phone: Locked to Aziraphale]

[Crowley's just a little on edge when he's able to get to the back of the tavern to make his phone call to Aziraphale. He paces as far as the phone cord will let him and he's hissing a bit.]

Pick up. Pickuppickuppickup! Bloody hell Angel, this is not the time to neglect your bloody phone!

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D. Every time they tag each other, an angel gets their wings

[godaime]

One Long Island Iced Tea, please. Make it large as possible. This town just took away my two weeks of my memory, and you better believe I'm going to end up forgetting two weeks of this town the easiest way possible. [ Remember how she was outrageously old last time? Yep, well now she's about 20 and looking pretty damn young for someone who, just a month ago, could be compared to a raisin. ]

pffff

[eyesofaserpent]

[He pauses, looking at her curiously for a moment. Then it seems to click. That cadence and balls to the walls attitude...]

Tsunade... Trying a new brand of anti-wrinkle cream, I see.

[He starts mixing a very potent Long Island.]

1/2

[godaime]

[ Tsunade just glares with a seriously offended look. ]

Hey! Hey! I just got my original appearance back. I'm not old in the slightest and it's not any type of anti-wrinkle cream!!

2/2

[godaime]

It's my permanent transformation technique. [ She sort of loves being smug about herself so let her enjoy this moment! ]

[eyesofaserpent]

[He chuckles and sets the cocktail in front of her.]

Well, you look like a beautiful songbird again.

[godaime]

Well, thanks. The town only gave me back my usual appearance which is a shame but I guess I can get back the full effects of the technique later. [ She takes a sip of the drink, instantly smiling while doing so. After she finishes her sip she grips the drink and smiles. ] How've you been doing, 'tender? Ready for another season of torture?

[eyesofaserpent]

I don't know... Since we last talked, a mate disappeared and I took his puppy. And this morning I woke up in a different house. On top of all the crap that seems to not have happened in the last few days.

[godaime]

Did you wake up in a different house out of a drink so hard situation or were you the official husband of the new home? [ This is a very important detail! ] At least your friend isn't trapped in this hell anymore though. [ Or, if the implications of April Fools is correct, your friend isn't conscious through this hell anymore. ]

[eyesofaserpent]

The latter. New wife. New daughter. At least they let me keep my car and my dog.

[godaime]

That must be some hangover. That wife and daughter of yours, they're not droned right? Though it's nice to hear you keep your stuff as they shuffle you.

[eyesofaserpent]

No, those two aren't drones. There's still one drone brat, but it doesn't count.

[godaime]

Well, they certainly do count for me. But at least this family is a step up right? No more drones.

[eyesofaserpent]

It's better then it was, I guess.

[He's not going to admit out lad that he's irritated to have been pried away from Kyon. At least the boy has a new family member so he isn't alone.]

[godaime]

What was your previous family like, anyways?

[ She's interested. She's interested. ]

[eyesofaserpent]

Just me and Kyon. And the two drones.

[godaime]

So you had a son? Is he left with an all drone family now? [ She sort of pities the kid, especially if he made a strong bond with Crowley. Not that she'll show it outwardly! ]

[eyesofaserpent]

He has a new brother, at least. He said something about a new dad, but that he hadn't met him yet. Could be a drone.

[godaime]

A brother? Does he really need a brother? Shouldn't he have some type of responsible adult or something?

[eyesofaserpent]

I'm sure one of those will come along. In the meantime, I plan in checking in on him.

Dynamic Entry!!

[thecoolexec]

Did someone ask for a responsible adult?

[In walks one Anthony Stark, shades on as usual, blustering in to a conversation like he owns the place and not finding a thing wrong with it. He tosses his coat onto a rack and slides onto a bar stool besides Tsunade, nodding his greetings to the bartender.]

Hiya, Crowley. One Iron Man, if it pleases you.

[And who is THIS fine specimen...? He pushes his shades down, giving Tsunade an appraising look and nodding with satisfaction.]
HELL-o, Beautiful, can I get you anything?

Woops! I didn't see this!

[godaime]

That's awfully generous of you. You know, boys rarely express their thanks but I'm sure he feels it in on the insi-[ She didn't actually notice Anthony Stark until halfway through her response. She doesn't actually state anything though but merely observes. His tone and body language with Crowley seems to suggest both of them as friends, so she doesn't have a problem with it and she's too tipsy to actually care. ]

Not asking, but we wouldn't mind if one just walked into the bar. [ Shrugs. The flatter is nice but she'll reciprocate the nod. ]

One more Long Island Iced Tea would be just lovely. [ FREE DRINKS YES. ]

[eyesofaserpent]

[Free drinks for two people already getting free drinks. Crowley snorts and makes Tony's Iron Man first, then the Long Island.]

You seem to be in good spirits, Tony.

[thecoolexec]

Ah, well, for once, I'm not the ONLY one with a gaping hole in his memory. I finally feel like I belong! [Spoken with sarcastic earnesty.]

AND I find myself in the company of the well-stocked [a gesture at Crowley] and the well-endowed [an arched eyebrow at Tsunade], so I can't help but feel jolly.

[godaime]

Tch. I just thought it was a bad hangover at first. I suppose it doesn't matter. I gave the town two weeks of my memories, so if it wants to fuck around and take away three days, I can just call it even. [ She smiles. ] After eleven more days of not being able to remember what happened the day before.

Hm. You're awfully forward for a man; that's a lot of guts right there. [ She's... used to the comments on her 106 bust. Jesus christ, it's like she learned how to carry boulders at a young age. ] Nice to see you're feeling all right though.

[eyesofaserpent]

Always well stocked. Er, whenever you want to get your suit you'll have to go to a different house. Mayfield moved me last night.

[He looks back at Tsunade, an eyebrow arched over his shades.]

You mentioned the town took two weeks of your memory earlier. Why?