First Cookie || Nothing Says Home Like Chocolate Chip

[swineprince]

A. [Action: 1487 Kramden Road, morning]

[The bed feels empty. That is his first thought upon waking, before his eyes open. His second thought is, I should make pancakes this morning. He rolls over and reaches out expecting to find his husband Chris or at least some warmth in the bed where he'd been only to find... The edge of the bed? He reaches out for Chris with his tail only to find... Nothing? He can't feel his tail! He sits up and looks behind himself. Nothing there!

Except pajamas.

He squeaks and scrambles out of the bed in this small, strange room. He opens the door and pads out into the living room and the kitchen...]

Where am I?!


B. [Action: High School, throughout the school day]

[There's another new student. At the moment, he's a little reserved, but he has a tupperware full of homemade chocolate chip cookies and he will offer one to anyone who approaches.]


C. [Action: About Town, afternoon]

[Ebony is a little lost trying to find his way home. He still has some cookies left in his tupperware if you would like to go talk to him.]

I think I'm lost.

Comments

[ineffablytartan]

It's all right. [He tucks them in to remove the temptation.]

What did you mean by counterpart?

[swineprince]

[Don't worry. He'll behave now.]

Oh, uhm? You haven't met your counterpart? Your er... opposite? That's a demon like me? Well, maybe not like me. But a demon too.

[ineffablytartan]

You're a demon? [He doesn't much seem like one, but... then again it's hard to tell here.]

I, ah, there's a few demons here. What do you mean exactly?

[swineprince]

There are other demons? Are they mean demons?

[ineffablytartan]

...Crowley's an old dear, really. [Oops, he's probably not meant to say that. Aziraphale chuckles.] Don't tell him I said that, though.

[swineprince]

R-really? Tell me about him?

[Oh, you've certainly caught his interest. If he still had his tail, it would be twitching behind him excitedly.]

[ineffablytartan]

Um, well. [Aziraphale comes and sits at the table, letting out a fond noise.] He's been on Earth as long as I have. [Realising that needs more explanation, he continues.] Since the beginning. He's not big, or tough, but he's clever, and he's good at working around problems. He's far too fond of his gadgets, though.

[swineprince]

W-wow... You guys must be really ol-- [He cuts himself off.] I... I'm sorry. I'm... I'm only 35, so everyone seems so much older than me. But... Wow! That's incredible! I've never met one of the originals! Well, aside from my mother, of course. And I almost caught a glimpse of Uncle Lucifer once, but I was really far away.

But... This Crowley of yours sounds really neat.

[ineffablytartan]

[That's a second term that Aziraphale hasn't heard before, and this time Aziraphale's fairly sure it's not just a Below thing.]

Ah. Where I come from, most of us have been around since the Lord made us, before the Earth.

[swineprince]

You... Only have originals? Your realms must be so... quiet.

[ineffablytartan]

Not only, but mostly, especially in Heaven. [He winces.] And trust me, there's plenty up there.

[swineprince]

Do you go there often?

[ineffablytartan]

Not... particularly. [A little guiltily.]

[swineprince]

Why not? [He blinks curiously.]

[ineffablytartan]

Oh, well. I suppose I just got comfortable on Earth.

[swineprince]

Oh... Yeah, I guess that makes sense. I haven't been back to Hell since I got settled up here.