Blissful Ballad

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐓𝐰𝐨

..Throughout the next day Aziraphale and Crowley set out to find at least 4 more apostles before the end of the day and they weren't as successful but they managed to find two. Their first stop was to a courthouse to find-you guessed it, a judge- to represent the apostle of Judgment. Eventually they managed to find Judge Karen Kortez and drop her off at the bookshop where the others are already gathered. Quickly they make their way to their next stop..

Arriving in front of the observatory they both stare "They've got to be in there" says Aziraphale looking at Crowley, his eyes piercing white. "An astronomer, I like it" he says with a smile getting out, walking up to the building with Aziraphale holding the door open for him with a small smile seeing him nod as a thank you. Walking through the narrow hallway they look up and around the large interior seeing a flight of stairs to the second floor where the observation telescope is. "Common, they're probably up there" says Crowley taking his hand with a another smile trailing him along gently. 

Walking into the large room Aziraphale awes at the open round roof staring at the setting sky. "alpha centauri should be brighter tonight" says Crowley walking past Aziraphale up to the man at the large telescope sitting and writing down one of many things on the scattered papers on the desk next to him. Turning around in the chair the older man fixes his thick, round glasses looking up at him with a warm crooked smile. "What brings you two gentlemen here?" asks the man standing up looking at Crowley and at Aziraphale walking up beside them. "Well uhm.." he takes Aziraphale's hand in his own shaking hands shaking it with a smile " Wilford Starr, astronomer" Crowley smirks muttering enough for Aziraphale to hear. "What an appropriate name" Aziraphale nods smiling at Wilford. "We have a very important favor to ask you Mr. Starr-" interrupting Wilford turns around handing them both a few pieces of paper with hand sketched constellations and other scratchy hand writing. "I've been an astronomer for decades.. I've watched the stars change and shift.. as a child I've always wondered and imagined what could be up there waiting for us" confused Crowley stares at him and then Aziraphale who's looking through the papers in awe. "Some of these are from centuries ago.. " looking at Wilford he sees him nod with a cheeky smile. "Alright, enough about my nonsense, let's get to the important business of why you two are here" he says sitting back down in the chair. Setting down the papers Aziraphale smiles "Well Mr.Starr-" he interrupts again "Just call me Wilford son" nodding Aziraphale smiles more. "You're a very smart man and you've watched the stars for years.. you must know what's coming" he nods. "The great war, the answer to it was stated in the stars. In small constellations that no one bothered to look into.. what I don't understand is why you two are here for me" he says looking at both of them. Crowley buds in in frustration "Look we don't have a lot of time to be so theatrical about it, we need you to come with us because you represent the modern day apostle of imagination now common we have plenty more people to find" sauntering off as he does he looks back at the pair staring. "Well common, didn't you hear what I said? Let's get a move on people!" he shouts as he saunters down the stairs hearing the two rush after him.

To Be Continued...