Blissful Ballad

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

..For a while all was well, Gabirel and his Angel's didn't bother with Aziraphale nor did Beelzbub and their minions bother Crowley, for once they were at peace. That is until the war against Humanity, Heaven and Hell were set to wage in only a mere 4 Earth days.. 

Lying in bed Aziraphale smiles feeling the bed move as he turns over wrapping an arm around his waist. Drifting back off into slumber Aziraphale suddenly hears a faint hooting coming from outside the window. Gently taking off Crowley's arm from his waist he gets up pulling on a robe walking up to the window. Opening it he looks out seeing an Owl resting on a nearby tree staring directly at him with its piercing orange eyes. Stepping back a bit from the window with a gasp he hears the bed move turning around "Everything alright?" staring at Aziraphale standing in the moon lit window Crowely pulls on his sunglasses. "Yes w-well I guess now no.." looking at him a bit frazzled he walks over sitting beside him "There was an owl outside... staring directly at me" looking at him Crowley laughs a bit. "So? It's just an owl it'll go away soon enough" Aziraphale looks at him "Do you know what an owl means? It's an omen for destruction to come, Crowley when is the war against humanity supposed to happen?" he asks concerned. Staring out he widens his eyes "Fuck.." starting to ramble he stares out. " There's only so much the two of us can do, we don't even know how much time we have" suddenly they hear the grandfather clock strike 4 times in the hallway the chime echoing through the whole apartment. "That clock hasn't chimed in over 100 years..  the chime is broken" Crowley looks over at him "Then I think that's our answer" Aziraphale widens his eyes. 

Sitting in silence trying to figure out what they can do Crowley sits on the bed while Aziraphale paces when suddenly he speaks "The Apostles" Crowley looks at him "The What?" he asks watching him walk across the room and grab a book flipping through some of the pages. "The 12 Apostles, they represent the 12 fundamental aspects or faculties that embody our divine nature or for this instance human's divine nature" walking over he stands in front of him showing him a picture of the last super. "Oh, right the people who had a potluck with Jesus, how in the hell does this help us again?" Aziraphale smiles. "This is what we must do, we have to seek these Apostles, this is the ticket to humanity winning the war against heaven and hell!" he says ecstatic that he found a solution. Crowley smiles standing up "That's nice and all Angel but there are seven billion nine hundred fifty-three million nine hundred fifty-two thousand five hundred seventy-six people all over the globe and your solution is to find 12 special people within the time span of four days?" he says looking at him "Well it's the only solution we've got" Aziraphale says seriously. 

To Be Continued...