#// I wake up to Aziraphale's suffering I see. WHYYYY 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 aaaa AAAAAA

[theangel-aziraphale]

*Aziraphale stops reading when he notices the room is suddenly tinged in a beautiful orange. But this heat that particularly stings, and when he looks up, he sees fire outside the window. He shoots up, eyes wide, and picks up the books instinctively.

He had considered the food would be unsafe to eat... perhaps the tea was spiked. He knew something was up, but not this!

He takes off his gloves and puts them and the books in the briefcase. He marches to the front door with purpose. This had better be a harmless prank, or someone was going to be in trouble. When he finally opens the door to the house he doesn't leave the threshold. He can't. Not when the intense heat of the flames licks at his very soul. He steps back a bit and just looks at the high wall of flames licking at the sky.

He spots Sheep in the garden, standing idly looking at the wall of fire. Typical. A demon lured him out into the middle of nowhere and trapped him. Still perhaps this won't end badly... He braces himself and walks out of the house, flames be damned. Aziraphale stops a good 2 metres away from Sheep.*

Hello Sheep... you wouldn't happen to be the one who conjured up the huge wall of fire, would you? *Aziraphale voice is measured. He needs to keep calm if he wants to get out of this.* Very funny. Here I thought you were going to feed the birds. Don't you know that fire kills animals of all sorts? Perhaps they don't teach you that sort of thing in Hell.

Now, if you would take down the wall of hellfire, I'd greatly appreciate it.

*Aziraphale steps out of @imthebentley , patting her hood once he opens his umbrella. The angel steps around the Bentley, collecting his briefcase from the passenger's side, and walks up the path to @totally-a-sheep 's house.

He knocks three times and waits, looking around at the garden and at the house.

There's no other homes nearby... very secluded. He folds that thought away in his mind and tries to focus on his excitement instead.*