Anthony J. Fell-Crowley

The J. Stands for Junior (Good Omens/Wiggleverse oc RP blog)

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

Anthony J. Fell-Crowley

Professor of Literature at Cambridge (back home, at least.)

No relation to Aleister Crowley

Yes relation to several other infamous Crowleys (yes, that one)

Probably in the wrong universe

Ooc under cut

Hiii this is @gavotte-paradisio in my first venture into Good Omens rp on Tumblr thanks to encouragement from @lower-management ! The basic concept for Anthony J. and his younger siblings is loosely inspired by Kedreeva's Getting A Wiggle On fic, but the personalities and jobs came from my brain and a little help from an old Quotev friend of mine. I've been missing my snakelets since that rp fell off, so I thought I'd introduce them to Tumblr what with how much muse the finale gave me.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

why are you a so awesome?

It's not as if I'm actively trying. But thank you.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Someone who was a dead ringer for Crowley save for looking physically younger and missing the sigil gingerly crossed the bookshop's threshold as if unsure he was allowed to.

Hm. Well, I'm not not allowed.

- @anthony-j-stands-for-junior

*When Aziraphale hears the door jingle he comes forward with a smile and nearly approaches when he realises something was different.

Now this could be a trick, another alternate reality situation or… well that was it really.*

How can I help you…?

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

I, erm....

Oh goodness gracious. Any and all mental preparation AJ had done flew out the window at the sight of Aziraphale.

I, er, I was hoping to... Just browse, really. Ever so carefully.

[theangel-aziraphale]

*His wariness dissipates somewhat at that, though he’s still unsure what to make of this person.*

I’m sorry to stare, it’s simply that… you look like someone I know. It’s rather uncanny actually.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ gave a nervous chuckle and looked askance, not that he needed to, considering the glasses.

I'm well aware. And I also apologize. For, erm, whatever my face is doing, I'm not quite in control of it at the moment.

[theangel-aziraphale]

It’s okay! I can leave you to it if you’d prefer? If you have any questions just ask!

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ chuckled again, shaking his head.

Oh, don't I always.

He sheepishly started exploring, seeming to be drawn towards the rarities, though he kept unsubtly glancing towards Aziraphale, his gaze heavy with everything he wanted to say and didn't know how, or did but felt it would be far too forward.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Now that comment was definitely a Crowleyism! So he was Crowley. Or. Someone incredibly like him…

Aziraphale tried to keep his distance somewhat not really knowing what to do. Does he call Crowley? What if this Crowley’s phone rang instead? What if Crowley had been made younger and forgot all about him? But then if THAT had happened did he want to scare him with all these memories he doesn’t have?

The Angel didn’t know what to do so he decided to open one of his older bigger books to lose himself in. It was better than the spiral he was feeling coming on.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

At the sight of an old copy of Winnie-The-Pooh, AJ lit up.

Goodness me, it's the-

He realized he was talking aloud and quickly shut up.

[theangel-aziraphale]

*The angel jumped up quickly and nearly came running to the end of the bookshelf.*

Sorry did you say something?

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ shook his head.

No, I...well, yes, I did, I...my father had a copy just like this one, same edition. I read it so many times he got me my own because he didn't want me to wear it out.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Your… father? And who might… that be? May I ask?

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

Right then, no point in lying at this rate.

He's... An alternate version of you.

[theangel-aziraphale]

He… hold on. So you’re saying you’re my child from an alternate universe?

*He just blinks at him. Not at all what he thought was the case.*

I. Uhm… how? Sorry, did I adopt you or are you truly one of mine? Or I suppose his, really…

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

Erm, both? Er, neither? I mean -

AJ took a deep breath, trying to gather his wits.

You... Created my siblings and I. We are quite literally miracle children.

[theangel-aziraphale]

*Aziraphale is completely stunned. ‘Miracle children??? Was that possible - well it must be!’ His mind races with questions. But he can feel that the young person before him was waiting for a response. He couldn’t help the nervous movement of his hands as he tried to find the words he was going to say next.*

You… goodness that’s so… unexpected uh - good! Of course! Just. I didn’t uh... I didn’t realise that was possible! Are your siblings in this reality too? For some reason our world appears to draw in others somehow. I hope you weren’t pulled away from your family at all.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

Yes, the clutch is all here, and not to worry we...

He hesitated.

We chose to be here. And we're grown adults. We can handle ourselves.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Well, that much is evident. You look just like your other parent.

*He says with an adoration that comes straight from the heart.*

Why did you choose to be here rather than your old world? Did… something happen?

*He asks, hands stilling. His eyebrows folded upwards as he asked.*

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

A.J. gave a soft laugh and scratched the bare patch where the biggest physical discrepancy between him and his dad lied.

Yes, other-you may have manifested that with the legacy name and all.

He took a deep breath.

It's.... We're on the run. Mostly from a rogue archangel who was on a bit of an omnicidal streak last we saw them, but also possibly the authorities, considering we also broke a few laws while saving our world from them, and we're not sure whether or not we'd be pardoned for those. You know how Heaven can be. They've gotten better but... We did a big one.

[theangel-aziraphale]

I suppose that’s how I know you’re one of… other-ours as you put it.

*He listens intently nodding at each new piece of information. These poor… children is the the right word. Kin? Kids in law? Not that in law applied in any sense but- he was overthinking it again. They’d have to hash out terminology at some point.*

Well you’re safe here… it sounds as though you’ve been through a lot, but I trust you all did the right thing. Is there anything I can do to ease your comfort here?

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ nodded.

Thank you. I...

He sighed, shifting.

I don't know.... It's just.... It's just strange, what with all the... Discrepancies. We've got a roof over our heads, but it's small and cramped and quite temporary- we haven't all lived under the same roof since we came of age, so that's been.... Well, let's just say Sartre may have been talking about the specific combination of the five of us. Not to mention Pilar won't... She dearly misses her motorbike from back home. And none of us dare get them a new one because they miss their motorbike; a new one wouldn't be the same.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Someone who was a dead ringer for Crowley save for looking physically younger and missing the sigil gingerly crossed the bookshop's threshold as if unsure he was allowed to.

Hm. Well, I'm not not allowed.

- @anthony-j-stands-for-junior

*When Aziraphale hears the door jingle he comes forward with a smile and nearly approaches when he realises something was different.

Now this could be a trick, another alternate reality situation or… well that was it really.*

How can I help you…?

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

I, erm....

Oh goodness gracious. Any and all mental preparation AJ had done flew out the window at the sight of Aziraphale.

I, er, I was hoping to... Just browse, really. Ever so carefully.

[theangel-aziraphale]

*His wariness dissipates somewhat at that, though he’s still unsure what to make of this person.*

I’m sorry to stare, it’s simply that… you look like someone I know. It’s rather uncanny actually.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ gave a nervous chuckle and looked askance, not that he needed to, considering the glasses.

I'm well aware. And I also apologize. For, erm, whatever my face is doing, I'm not quite in control of it at the moment.

[theangel-aziraphale]

It’s okay! I can leave you to it if you’d prefer? If you have any questions just ask!

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ chuckled again, shaking his head.

Oh, don't I always.

He sheepishly started exploring, seeming to be drawn towards the rarities, though he kept unsubtly glancing towards Aziraphale, his gaze heavy with everything he wanted to say and didn't know how, or did but felt it would be far too forward.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Now that comment was definitely a Crowleyism! So he was Crowley. Or. Someone incredibly like him…

Aziraphale tried to keep his distance somewhat not really knowing what to do. Does he call Crowley? What if this Crowley’s phone rang instead? What if Crowley had been made younger and forgot all about him? But then if THAT had happened did he want to scare him with all these memories he doesn’t have?

The Angel didn’t know what to do so he decided to open one of his older bigger books to lose himself in. It was better than the spiral he was feeling coming on.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

At the sight of an old copy of Winnie-The-Pooh, AJ lit up.

Goodness me, it's the-

He realized he was talking aloud and quickly shut up.

[theangel-aziraphale]

*The angel jumped up quickly and nearly came running to the end of the bookshelf.*

Sorry did you say something?

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ shook his head.

No, I...well, yes, I did, I...my father had a copy just like this one, same edition. I read it so many times he got me my own because he didn't want me to wear it out.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Your… father? And who might… that be? May I ask?

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

Right then, no point in lying at this rate.

He's... An alternate version of you.

[theangel-aziraphale]

He… hold on. So you’re saying you’re my child from an alternate universe?

*He just blinks at him. Not at all what he thought was the case.*

I. Uhm… how? Sorry, did I adopt you or are you truly one of mine? Or I suppose his, really…

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

Erm, both? Er, neither? I mean -

AJ took a deep breath, trying to gather his wits.

You... Created my siblings and I. We are quite literally miracle children.

[theangel-aziraphale]

*Aziraphale is completely stunned. ‘Miracle children??? Was that possible - well it must be!’ His mind races with questions. But he can feel that the young person before him was waiting for a response. He couldn’t help the nervous movement of his hands as he tried to find the words he was going to say next.*

You… goodness that’s so… unexpected uh - good! Of course! Just. I didn’t uh... I didn’t realise that was possible! Are your siblings in this reality too? For some reason our world appears to draw in others somehow. I hope you weren’t pulled away from your family at all.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

Yes, the clutch is all here, and not to worry we...

He hesitated.

We chose to be here. And we're grown adults. We can handle ourselves.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Well, that much is evident. You look just like your other parent.

*He says with an adoration that comes straight from the heart.*

Why did you choose to be here rather than your old world? Did… something happen?

*He asks, hands stilling. His eyebrows folded upwards as he asked.*

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

A.J. gave a soft laugh and scratched the bare patch where the biggest physical discrepancy between him and his dad lied.

Yes, other-you may have manifested that with the legacy name and all.

He took a deep breath.

It's.... We're on the run. Mostly from a rogue archangel who was on a bit of an omnicidal streak last we saw them, but also possibly the authorities, considering we also broke a few laws while saving our world from them, and we're not sure whether or not we'd be pardoned for those. You know how Heaven can be. They've gotten better but... We did a big one.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Someone who was a dead ringer for Crowley save for looking physically younger and missing the sigil gingerly crossed the bookshop's threshold as if unsure he was allowed to.

Hm. Well, I'm not not allowed.

- @anthony-j-stands-for-junior

*When Aziraphale hears the door jingle he comes forward with a smile and nearly approaches when he realises something was different.

Now this could be a trick, another alternate reality situation or… well that was it really.*

How can I help you…?

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

I, erm....

Oh goodness gracious. Any and all mental preparation AJ had done flew out the window at the sight of Aziraphale.

I, er, I was hoping to... Just browse, really. Ever so carefully.

[theangel-aziraphale]

*His wariness dissipates somewhat at that, though he’s still unsure what to make of this person.*

I’m sorry to stare, it’s simply that… you look like someone I know. It’s rather uncanny actually.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ gave a nervous chuckle and looked askance, not that he needed to, considering the glasses.

I'm well aware. And I also apologize. For, erm, whatever my face is doing, I'm not quite in control of it at the moment.

[theangel-aziraphale]

It’s okay! I can leave you to it if you’d prefer? If you have any questions just ask!

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ chuckled again, shaking his head.

Oh, don't I always.

He sheepishly started exploring, seeming to be drawn towards the rarities, though he kept unsubtly glancing towards Aziraphale, his gaze heavy with everything he wanted to say and didn't know how, or did but felt it would be far too forward.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Now that comment was definitely a Crowleyism! So he was Crowley. Or. Someone incredibly like him…

Aziraphale tried to keep his distance somewhat not really knowing what to do. Does he call Crowley? What if this Crowley’s phone rang instead? What if Crowley had been made younger and forgot all about him? But then if THAT had happened did he want to scare him with all these memories he doesn’t have?

The Angel didn’t know what to do so he decided to open one of his older bigger books to lose himself in. It was better than the spiral he was feeling coming on.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

At the sight of an old copy of Winnie-The-Pooh, AJ lit up.

Goodness me, it's the-

He realized he was talking aloud and quickly shut up.

[theangel-aziraphale]

*The angel jumped up quickly and nearly came running to the end of the bookshelf.*

Sorry did you say something?

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ shook his head.

No, I...well, yes, I did, I...my father had a copy just like this one, same edition. I read it so many times he got me my own because he didn't want me to wear it out.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Your… father? And who might… that be? May I ask?

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

Right then, no point in lying at this rate.

He's... An alternate version of you.

[theangel-aziraphale]

He… hold on. So you’re saying you’re my child from an alternate universe?

*He just blinks at him. Not at all what he thought was the case.*

I. Uhm… how? Sorry, did I adopt you or are you truly one of mine? Or I suppose his, really…

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

Erm, both? Er, neither? I mean -

AJ took a deep breath, trying to gather his wits.

You... Created my siblings and I. We are quite literally miracle children.

[theangel-aziraphale]

*Aziraphale is completely stunned. ‘Miracle children??? Was that possible - well it must be!’ His mind races with questions. But he can feel that the young person before him was waiting for a response. He couldn’t help the nervous movement of his hands as he tried to find the words he was going to say next.*

You… goodness that’s so… unexpected uh - good! Of course! Just. I didn’t uh... I didn’t realise that was possible! Are your siblings in this reality too? For some reason our world appears to draw in others somehow. I hope you weren’t pulled away from your family at all.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

Yes, the clutch is all here, and not to worry we...

He hesitated.

We chose to be here. And we're grown adults. We can handle ourselves.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Someone who was a dead ringer for Crowley save for looking physically younger and missing the sigil gingerly crossed the bookshop's threshold as if unsure he was allowed to.

Hm. Well, I'm not not allowed.

- @anthony-j-stands-for-junior

*When Aziraphale hears the door jingle he comes forward with a smile and nearly approaches when he realises something was different.

Now this could be a trick, another alternate reality situation or… well that was it really.*

How can I help you…?

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

I, erm....

Oh goodness gracious. Any and all mental preparation AJ had done flew out the window at the sight of Aziraphale.

I, er, I was hoping to... Just browse, really. Ever so carefully.

[theangel-aziraphale]

*His wariness dissipates somewhat at that, though he’s still unsure what to make of this person.*

I’m sorry to stare, it’s simply that… you look like someone I know. It’s rather uncanny actually.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ gave a nervous chuckle and looked askance, not that he needed to, considering the glasses.

I'm well aware. And I also apologize. For, erm, whatever my face is doing, I'm not quite in control of it at the moment.

[theangel-aziraphale]

It’s okay! I can leave you to it if you’d prefer? If you have any questions just ask!

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ chuckled again, shaking his head.

Oh, don't I always.

He sheepishly started exploring, seeming to be drawn towards the rarities, though he kept unsubtly glancing towards Aziraphale, his gaze heavy with everything he wanted to say and didn't know how, or did but felt it would be far too forward.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Now that comment was definitely a Crowleyism! So he was Crowley. Or. Someone incredibly like him…

Aziraphale tried to keep his distance somewhat not really knowing what to do. Does he call Crowley? What if this Crowley’s phone rang instead? What if Crowley had been made younger and forgot all about him? But then if THAT had happened did he want to scare him with all these memories he doesn’t have?

The Angel didn’t know what to do so he decided to open one of his older bigger books to lose himself in. It was better than the spiral he was feeling coming on.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

At the sight of an old copy of Winnie-The-Pooh, AJ lit up.

Goodness me, it's the-

He realized he was talking aloud and quickly shut up.

[theangel-aziraphale]

*The angel jumped up quickly and nearly came running to the end of the bookshelf.*

Sorry did you say something?

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ shook his head.

No, I...well, yes, I did, I...my father had a copy just like this one, same edition. I read it so many times he got me my own because he didn't want me to wear it out.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Your… father? And who might… that be? May I ask?

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

Right then, no point in lying at this rate.

He's... An alternate version of you.

[theangel-aziraphale]

He… hold on. So you’re saying you’re my child from an alternate universe?

*He just blinks at him. Not at all what he thought was the case.*

I. Uhm… how? Sorry, did I adopt you or are you truly one of mine? Or I suppose his, really…

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

Erm, both? Er, neither? I mean -

AJ took a deep breath, trying to gather his wits.

You... Created my siblings and I. We are quite literally miracle children.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Someone who was a dead ringer for Crowley save for looking physically younger and missing the sigil gingerly crossed the bookshop's threshold as if unsure he was allowed to.

Hm. Well, I'm not not allowed.

- @anthony-j-stands-for-junior

*When Aziraphale hears the door jingle he comes forward with a smile and nearly approaches when he realises something was different.

Now this could be a trick, another alternate reality situation or… well that was it really.*

How can I help you…?

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

I, erm....

Oh goodness gracious. Any and all mental preparation AJ had done flew out the window at the sight of Aziraphale.

I, er, I was hoping to... Just browse, really. Ever so carefully.

[theangel-aziraphale]

*His wariness dissipates somewhat at that, though he’s still unsure what to make of this person.*

I’m sorry to stare, it’s simply that… you look like someone I know. It’s rather uncanny actually.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ gave a nervous chuckle and looked askance, not that he needed to, considering the glasses.

I'm well aware. And I also apologize. For, erm, whatever my face is doing, I'm not quite in control of it at the moment.

[theangel-aziraphale]

It’s okay! I can leave you to it if you’d prefer? If you have any questions just ask!

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ chuckled again, shaking his head.

Oh, don't I always.

He sheepishly started exploring, seeming to be drawn towards the rarities, though he kept unsubtly glancing towards Aziraphale, his gaze heavy with everything he wanted to say and didn't know how, or did but felt it would be far too forward.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Now that comment was definitely a Crowleyism! So he was Crowley. Or. Someone incredibly like him…

Aziraphale tried to keep his distance somewhat not really knowing what to do. Does he call Crowley? What if this Crowley’s phone rang instead? What if Crowley had been made younger and forgot all about him? But then if THAT had happened did he want to scare him with all these memories he doesn’t have?

The Angel didn’t know what to do so he decided to open one of his older bigger books to lose himself in. It was better than the spiral he was feeling coming on.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

At the sight of an old copy of Winnie-The-Pooh, AJ lit up.

Goodness me, it's the-

He realized he was talking aloud and quickly shut up.

[theangel-aziraphale]

*The angel jumped up quickly and nearly came running to the end of the bookshelf.*

Sorry did you say something?

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ shook his head.

No, I...well, yes, I did, I...my father had a copy just like this one, same edition. I read it so many times he got me my own because he didn't want me to wear it out.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Your… father? And who might… that be? May I ask?

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

Right then, no point in lying at this rate.

He's... An alternate version of you.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Someone who was a dead ringer for Crowley save for looking physically younger and missing the sigil gingerly crossed the bookshop's threshold as if unsure he was allowed to.

Hm. Well, I'm not not allowed.

- @anthony-j-stands-for-junior

*When Aziraphale hears the door jingle he comes forward with a smile and nearly approaches when he realises something was different.

Now this could be a trick, another alternate reality situation or… well that was it really.*

How can I help you…?

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

I, erm....

Oh goodness gracious. Any and all mental preparation AJ had done flew out the window at the sight of Aziraphale.

I, er, I was hoping to... Just browse, really. Ever so carefully.

[theangel-aziraphale]

*His wariness dissipates somewhat at that, though he’s still unsure what to make of this person.*

I’m sorry to stare, it’s simply that… you look like someone I know. It’s rather uncanny actually.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ gave a nervous chuckle and looked askance, not that he needed to, considering the glasses.

I'm well aware. And I also apologize. For, erm, whatever my face is doing, I'm not quite in control of it at the moment.

[theangel-aziraphale]

It’s okay! I can leave you to it if you’d prefer? If you have any questions just ask!

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ chuckled again, shaking his head.

Oh, don't I always.

He sheepishly started exploring, seeming to be drawn towards the rarities, though he kept unsubtly glancing towards Aziraphale, his gaze heavy with everything he wanted to say and didn't know how, or did but felt it would be far too forward.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Now that comment was definitely a Crowleyism! So he was Crowley. Or. Someone incredibly like him…

Aziraphale tried to keep his distance somewhat not really knowing what to do. Does he call Crowley? What if this Crowley’s phone rang instead? What if Crowley had been made younger and forgot all about him? But then if THAT had happened did he want to scare him with all these memories he doesn’t have?

The Angel didn’t know what to do so he decided to open one of his older bigger books to lose himself in. It was better than the spiral he was feeling coming on.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

At the sight of an old copy of Winnie-The-Pooh, AJ lit up.

Goodness me, it's the-

He realized he was talking aloud and quickly shut up.

[theangel-aziraphale]

*The angel jumped up quickly and nearly came running to the end of the bookshelf.*

Sorry did you say something?

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ shook his head.

No, I...well, yes, I did, I...my father had a copy just like this one, same edition. I read it so many times he got me my own because he didn't want me to wear it out.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Someone who was a dead ringer for Crowley save for looking physically younger and missing the sigil gingerly crossed the bookshop's threshold as if unsure he was allowed to.

Hm. Well, I'm not not allowed.

- @anthony-j-stands-for-junior

*When Aziraphale hears the door jingle he comes forward with a smile and nearly approaches when he realises something was different.

Now this could be a trick, another alternate reality situation or… well that was it really.*

How can I help you…?

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

I, erm....

Oh goodness gracious. Any and all mental preparation AJ had done flew out the window at the sight of Aziraphale.

I, er, I was hoping to... Just browse, really. Ever so carefully.

[theangel-aziraphale]

*His wariness dissipates somewhat at that, though he’s still unsure what to make of this person.*

I’m sorry to stare, it’s simply that… you look like someone I know. It’s rather uncanny actually.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ gave a nervous chuckle and looked askance, not that he needed to, considering the glasses.

I'm well aware. And I also apologize. For, erm, whatever my face is doing, I'm not quite in control of it at the moment.

[theangel-aziraphale]

It’s okay! I can leave you to it if you’d prefer? If you have any questions just ask!

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ chuckled again, shaking his head.

Oh, don't I always.

He sheepishly started exploring, seeming to be drawn towards the rarities, though he kept unsubtly glancing towards Aziraphale, his gaze heavy with everything he wanted to say and didn't know how, or did but felt it would be far too forward.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Now that comment was definitely a Crowleyism! So he was Crowley. Or. Someone incredibly like him…

Aziraphale tried to keep his distance somewhat not really knowing what to do. Does he call Crowley? What if this Crowley’s phone rang instead? What if Crowley had been made younger and forgot all about him? But then if THAT had happened did he want to scare him with all these memories he doesn’t have?

The Angel didn’t know what to do so he decided to open one of his older bigger books to lose himself in. It was better than the spiral he was feeling coming on.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

At the sight of an old copy of Winnie-The-Pooh, AJ lit up.

Goodness me, it's the-

He realized he was talking aloud and quickly shut up.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Someone who was a dead ringer for Crowley save for looking physically younger and missing the sigil gingerly crossed the bookshop's threshold as if unsure he was allowed to.

Hm. Well, I'm not not allowed.

- @anthony-j-stands-for-junior

*When Aziraphale hears the door jingle he comes forward with a smile and nearly approaches when he realises something was different.

Now this could be a trick, another alternate reality situation or… well that was it really.*

How can I help you…?

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

I, erm....

Oh goodness gracious. Any and all mental preparation AJ had done flew out the window at the sight of Aziraphale.

I, er, I was hoping to... Just browse, really. Ever so carefully.

[theangel-aziraphale]

*His wariness dissipates somewhat at that, though he’s still unsure what to make of this person.*

I’m sorry to stare, it’s simply that… you look like someone I know. It’s rather uncanny actually.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ gave a nervous chuckle and looked askance, not that he needed to, considering the glasses.

I'm well aware. And I also apologize. For, erm, whatever my face is doing, I'm not quite in control of it at the moment.

[theangel-aziraphale]

It’s okay! I can leave you to it if you’d prefer? If you have any questions just ask!

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ chuckled again, shaking his head.

Oh, don't I always.

He sheepishly started exploring, seeming to be drawn towards the rarities, though he kept unsubtly glancing towards Aziraphale, his gaze heavy with everything he wanted to say and didn't know how, or did but felt it would be far too forward.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Someone who was a dead ringer for Crowley save for looking physically younger and missing the sigil gingerly crossed the bookshop's threshold as if unsure he was allowed to.

Hm. Well, I'm not not allowed.

- @anthony-j-stands-for-junior

*When Aziraphale hears the door jingle he comes forward with a smile and nearly approaches when he realises something was different.

Now this could be a trick, another alternate reality situation or… well that was it really.*

How can I help you…?

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

I, erm....

Oh goodness gracious. Any and all mental preparation AJ had done flew out the window at the sight of Aziraphale.

I, er, I was hoping to... Just browse, really. Ever so carefully.

[theangel-aziraphale]

*His wariness dissipates somewhat at that, though he’s still unsure what to make of this person.*

I’m sorry to stare, it’s simply that… you look like someone I know. It’s rather uncanny actually.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

AJ gave a nervous chuckle and looked askance, not that he needed to, considering the glasses.

I'm well aware. And I also apologize. For, erm, whatever my face is doing, I'm not quite in control of it at the moment.

[theangel-aziraphale]

Someone who was a dead ringer for Crowley save for looking physically younger and missing the sigil gingerly crossed the bookshop's threshold as if unsure he was allowed to.

Hm. Well, I'm not not allowed.

- @anthony-j-stands-for-junior

*When Aziraphale hears the door jingle he comes forward with a smile and nearly approaches when he realises something was different.

Now this could be a trick, another alternate reality situation or… well that was it really.*

How can I help you…?

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

I, erm....

Oh goodness gracious. Any and all mental preparation AJ had done flew out the window at the sight of Aziraphale.

I, er, I was hoping to... Just browse, really. Ever so carefully.

[shax-attacx]

You're clearly going through it. Anything I can do to help?

@anthony-j-stands-for-junior

can you discorporate me before word of this makes it to beelzebub.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

Will losing your body and then having to go through the trouble of getting a new one make you feel better?

[shax-attacx]

Zey can't kill me if I'm already discorporated.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

They can discorporate you a second time once you've got yourself a replacement. Not to mention I believe they've already caught wind.

[shax-attacx]

You're clearly going through it. Anything I can do to help?

@anthony-j-stands-for-junior

can you discorporate me before word of this makes it to beelzebub.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

Will losing your body and then having to go through the trouble of getting a new one make you feel better?

[lower-management]

If you cannot read azzume every zzign zayz 'fuck off and die'.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

You do realize that several humans who are already dead walk by those signs rather often?

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

if you could have any pet what pet would you have?

A pet outside of myself? I suppose another garter snake could be nice. Cats are nice in theory, but I fear in practice that wouldn't go well.

[anthony-j-stands-for-junior]

*puts a star sticker on you*

Erm, thank you? I assume this is a good thing...