𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐰𝐥

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Aziraphale and Crowley watched young Warlock from a bench, high above him and his mother. (Y/n) scrunched their face when the boy stepped on a beetle, Liam patting her back softly. The younger beings sat on the bench beside them.

Liam looking relaxed with his legs spread open, leaning towards (Y/n) who had one leg up, their head resting against her knee.

"Well, we've done everything we can. All we can do is wait for his birthday," Crowley stated, tilting his head to look down at the boy.

"The Hell hound will be the key. Should show up at 3 on Wednesday," Liam informed the Angels. Aziraphale shared a confused glance with (Y/n).

"You've never mentioned a Hell Hound..." (Y/n) laughed nervously, her head turning slowly towards Crowley to explain.

The demon had his mouth open, his response slow, "Oh yeah... they're sending a Hell Hound to pad by his side and guard him from all harm."

"Oh... that's not bad..."

"Biggest one they got."

Crowley did an awkward smile as (Y/n)'s nervous smile dropped. Aziraphale shifted towards Crowley, "Won't people remark on the sudden appearance of a huge black dog? His parents for a start?"

"No one will notice anything. It's reality, angel. And young Warlock can do what he likes with that, whether he knows it or not."

"It's the start of it all. The boy's meant to name it. Um..." Liam rubbed his forehead trying to remember the names, "Stalks by night, Throat-ripper, something like that..."

(Y/n)'s name scrunches their face again at the names. Throat-ripper? Who names an animal that?!

"But, if we have done our job properly, then he'll send it away, unnamed," Liam finished. He smiled at (Y/n)'s reaction, but then he wiped his hand over his mouth to hide it.

"And if he does name it?" Aziraphale asked. Anyone could see he was scared for the answer, his face said it all.

"Then the four of us have lost, he'll have all his powers and Armageddon will be days away," Crowley answered, still watching the boy.

"There must be a way to stop it," Aziraphale had his head turning between both demons. Liam's tongue kissed his teeth.

It was silent for a moment.

"If there was no boy... then the process will stop," Liam stood up, hands in his pant pockets.

(Y/n) shifted forward, confusion was written on her features again, "Yes but there is a boy. He's literally over there, writing a rude word in the description of a dinosaur."

"Well, there is a boy now. That could change," Crowley stood as well, understanding what her demon friend was saying. "Something could happen to him."

Both Angels' faces stared at the two with concern. Aziraphale patted his thigh, panic starting to sink in as the demons shared a familiar smirk.

Seeing that the two weren't getting it, Liam sighed, "We're saying you could kill him."

"I feel like crying every time an insect dies and Aziraphale has never... killed anything," (Y/n) immediately stood up, moving away from the three. Her arms wrapped around their waist as they started to ramble.

Aziraphale lifted his hand to let the two demons know to ignore her, "I don't think we could kill anything, like (Y/n) said, I've never-"

"Not even to save everything?" Crowley started. They backed off though, when (Y/n) stood behind Aziraphale with an angry finger.