SLEEPLESS IN SEACOAST (Multi)
Aziraphale was not normally one for sleeping however Skye made it very difficult not to want to sleep when he was going through this phase. Aziraphale certainly hoped it was a phase anyway, otherwise he feared Crowley may lose their mind. The baby was having a habit of screeching in the night despite that they would do everything to keep him all snuggled in bed and he’d be sleeping fine until late into the night when Crowley was all snuggled into bed looking so peaceful, it was almost as if the child planned it that way.
Then there was the constant shifting and trying to hide it on the occasions they went into public, one second the baby would have beautiful blue eyes and the next they’d be black as a demons and frightening anyone in sight (Crowley thought it was hysterical when a nun fainted when this happened once and Aziraphale had to wipe her memory of that afternoon to avoid anyone thinking their child was the anti christ, Vlad would be sore if someone tried to take his title after all.)
But now this was going on the third night in a row of almost non stop screeching from their child the moment the sun went down and he was running out of sanity to really know what to do. Aziraphale tried feeding, rocking, playing, soft music, he even tried queen to see if this perhaps as an accidental Crowley influence and there was nothing that was soothing the child. Aziraphale sighed as he sat on the sofa with Skye still crying in his arms and he looked up at Crowley, was Warlock ever this bad? Given they hadn’t been hired on until he was a little older but still.
“I think my dear it might be time to try a ride in the Bentley, perhaps to the Van Hellsings? They do have quite a bit more experience with children of the fey than we do. We may just have to admit that for once we’re a little out of our element with this one.”
Aziraphale glanced at crowley before mouthing ‘sehanine?’ and here he thought he knew all the gods or would be gods. Very peculiar place it seemed but he was rather curious and especially so when they passed what appeared to be a library and he paused in his footsteps but just long enough to glance he managed to restrain himself before stepping back in stride with his spouse and their child
“Oh yes it is lovely,” Aziraphale assured him Crowley and Skye would be the only ones sleeping but ti was surprisingly homey here it seemed.
Crowley shrugged and made a ‘I don’t know’ face.
“If you are in need of anything, the Master of this Castle can often be found in his office in the library, the Mistress in her sewing room and myself can be found down the hall passed the portrait gallery of the von Zarovich family.” With that he bowed and exited, “dinner shall be brought henceforth.”
Aziraphale nodded certainly tempted to go and look at the library under the ruse of just looking for strahd however he wasn’t sure he wanted to leave Crowley and the baby yet in such unfamiliar territory where he still couldn’t decide if they were in danger or not
Crowley watched him pace back and forth dithering about going to the library. “Angel, go…. You won’t let us rest till you see those books.” He motioned for him to leave, “go. Have fun, maybe you’ll find something to read to Skye?”
