𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞

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Driving around again the pair find themselves oddly enough just outside of a high school campus. "Here? Really?" asks Aziraphale seeing Crowley nod "Seems a bit odd though, two guys rolling up on a high school campus looking for someone" Aziraphale nods. Sitting for a moment the pair come up with a plan "Maybe we go in acting like we have a child to enroll and we wanted to talk with someone about it?" says Aziraphale seeing Crowley smile with a nod. Stepping out they walk up to the school but before they go in Crowley takes his hand with a small smile holding the door open "After you, husband" he says seeing him fluster. 

"Can I help you two gentlemen" asks a woman at the front desk looking at them with suspicion. Freezing Aziraphale goes to say something but nothing comes out when suddenly Crowley speaks naturally. "Yes you can, me and my husband here were thinking of enrolling our child and we wanted to know who we could talk to for more information" the woman smiles looking at the pair seeing them holding hands "Our Principle, Mr. Elliot is the one you should see here take these.." handing them visitor name tags she stands up. "I'll take you to his office" she says with a smile seeing Crowley with an arm around Aziraphale's waist lightly.

Heading down a small hallway the pair step into the smaller waiting room hearing the woman say "Mr. Elliot will see you soon" nodding Crowley waves as she leaves taking a seat beside Aziraphale. Looking over at him up and down Aziraphale smirks "You took on that role pretty quick" Crowley sighs knowing he's right as he slumps in his chair shrugging. "We wanted it to be convincing didn't we?" he says with a small smirk looking over at Aziraphale he nods with a small smile. Hearing the only office door crack open after a few moments the pair stands watching a shorter man about the height of 5'6 comes out in a nice pastel pink suit with a bright smile to match the playful suit. "Ah, Mr and Mr-" Aziraphale holds Crowley's arm "Phale, you must be Principle Elliot" he says shaking his hand. 

Settling down in his office the pair look at each other, Crowley noticing his eyes slowly turning white. Clearing his throat he looks at Mr. Elliot "Look, you're going to think we are crazy but we have something important to tell you and you don't really have a choice in agreeing to it or not" looking at them Jim widens his eyes concerned.





To Be Continued...

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