At a prestigious academy where competition is fierce, sparks fly between passionate angel Aziraphale and the rebellious demon Crowley as they go undercover to train to become royal butlers.
After many tearful goodbyes and send offs, Aziraphale decides to just fly himself to the school, since it’s technically not a miracle.
As he soars high enough in the sky to where no one can see him, it’s not long before the grand school comes into view, and the sight almost makes him take his breath away.
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The beautiful brick building stands tall as he approaches, then discreetly lands and miracles up some luggage to help him pass as a student.
But if he thought the building alone was spectacular, the interior is another matter altogether.
Aziraphale swears he almost feels like he’s stepped into a royal palace, as he takes in the gorgeous staircase, the spectacular chandelier, and the lovely stained glass doors.
In fact, Aziraphale is so caught up in marveling at everything, he doesn’t notice the woman in front of him until he crashes right into her.
“Oh dear, I’m so sorry!” Aziraphale is quick to say first, right as she says, “No, don’t be silly. It’s my fault.”, at the same time.
They share a chuckle over that, before the woman changes the subject, “So, am I right in thinking you’re impressed?”, gesturing to the sights around them.
Aziraphale’s smile gets bigger, “Oh you are, you absolutely are! I still can’t believe I finally managed to get myself here!”
Something the woman seems to agree with, as she says, “I know.”, then asks, “How many times did you apply?”
Perhaps I could make a friend here, as well. Aziraphale thinks, before he says out loud, “Countless. And not just to this school, either.”
The woman breathes a sigh of relief, “Oh thank God. So did I. But I heard you can’t get a better education anywhere but here.”
Aziraphale holds out his hand, “Congratulations are in order, then.”
The woman takes it, “And to you as well.”, then finally introduces herself, “I’m Anathema. Anathema Device.”
Aziraphale doesn’t mean to, but he still flinches at the name, but thankfully she doesn’t take offense, just says, “I know, horrible name. My mom’s idea. Ugh.”
That definitely helps some, as Aziraphale introduces himself with his human name, “Ezra. Ezra Fell.”
Anathema shakes his hand, then asks, “Nice to meet you, Ezra. Do you know what kind of butling you’re hoping to get into once you get your certificate?”
Aziraphale freezes at that, realizing no, he doesn’t, due to only planning up to getting himself here.
“Oh I…uh…not entirely sure.”
But perhaps She had this planned all along, because Anathema’s smile gets bigger, “Oh phew! I thought I was the only one who didn’t have a plan.”
