Aziraphale had had his gifts all wrapped already in paper with a tartan pattern, with lovely bows and quite a lot of lacy ribbon.
A trenchcoat - black, leather, warm, a large but tasteful arrangement of inner pockets - for Crowley. He had enjoyed John's so. The parcel was carefully set down near the base of the tree.
A pack of - supposedly, he couldn't recall just now who had mentioned the brand to him - John's favourite cigarettes and some more expensive beer than perhaps the man was used to. He'd put the label clearly so that John would see it before he saw the tartan and lace.
There was ice cream (that would stay cold) for Belial, and an assortment of chocolates that he thought maybe Gabriel would like to share with Belial and some quite nice (not tartan) silk underwear that Belial would like to have Gabriel share with him.
Adam and his small friends got books, of course, and the other angels got varied amounts of chocolates.
Aziraphale sighed and stepped back, admiring his handiwork. Quite a few gifts had piled up, now, and every single one of them had tartan and lace.
He smiled as he walked away, not knowing about the lace ribbon stuck to the underside of his shoe.
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Date: 2005-12-20 12:11 am (UTC)A trenchcoat - black, leather, warm, a large but tasteful arrangement of inner pockets - for Crowley. He had enjoyed John's so. The parcel was carefully set down near the base of the tree.
A pack of - supposedly, he couldn't recall just now who had mentioned the brand to him - John's favourite cigarettes and some more expensive beer than perhaps the man was used to. He'd put the label clearly so that John would see it before he saw the tartan and lace.
There was ice cream (that would stay cold) for Belial, and an assortment of chocolates that he thought maybe Gabriel would like to share with Belial and some quite nice (not tartan) silk underwear that Belial would like to have Gabriel share with him.
Adam and his small friends got books, of course, and the other angels got varied amounts of chocolates.
Aziraphale sighed and stepped back, admiring his handiwork. Quite a few gifts had piled up, now, and every single one of them had tartan and lace.
He smiled as he walked away, not knowing about the lace ribbon stuck to the underside of his shoe.