A/N: yeah some superomens. HAPPY HALLOWEEN GUYS!
"Dean, we're back with them," Moosy Boy said as he stared at the set of Aziraphales and larger sets of Crowleys.
"Yeah but there's more," Dean sighed, "What are we going to do?"
The group of Aziraphales started to look at each other, then chatter.
Our normal Aziraphale, aka without glasses Aziraphale, spoke with our other normal Aziraphale, who did in fact wear glasses.
Our not so normal Aziraphales were:
-a demon
-a human
-a tattoo shop owner
-a witch
-blind
-oh and one was totally hating Crowley so we don't stan him.
Now our Crowleys were:
-our returning regular dark haired Crowley
-human
-a flower shop owner
-a familiar
-pretty normal but preferred to socialize with blind Aziraphale
-antiazi and we don't stan
Without glasses Aziraphale said, "We should get crepes."
Human Aziraphale said, 'That would be lovely. I'm starving."
None of the other Aziraphales understood the feeling of hunger, but each of them did understand how it felt to drag Crowley around to get some good crepes.
"Absolutely scrumptious."
"Delicious."
"Tasteful."
"Delightful."
"Wonderful."
"Agreed on that other mes."
All of the Aziraphales loved the crepes.
Sam and Dean didn't mind them.
Crowleys poked at them.
After their meal they went to the bookshop. In there stood very ghastly versions of Aziraphale and Crowley.
Our original versions of Aziraphale and Crowley looked at each other.
"Nghf... We're them ghosts Aziraphale."
Ghost Crowley asked, "Hoooow theee fuuuccck did weee geeet hereee?"
Blind Aziraphale said, "Crowley we don't use words like that."
His Crowley said, "Not me Aziraphale, dear. There's ghosts in the bookshop."
"No wonder it's chilly. Brr."
"I can miracle us a blanket, angel."
"That would be tickity-boo, dear."
"Go sit down on the couch."
Ghost Crowley whispered to ghost Aziraphale, "How's he know where the couch is?"
Blind Aziraphale said, "It's my bookshop. Of course I know where my favorite nook is. I'm blind. I don't have brain trauma."
Regular Aziraphale sighed, "Technically it's not your bookshop."
"Very similar I suppose. We're not that different."
All the Crowleys nodded at each other and made funny noises.
Blind Aziraphale sat down on the couch with Crowley and cuddled him. A tartan blanket was spread over them.
Tattoo shop owner Aziraphale said, "I'm cold too."
He got a blanket.
Actually all the Aziraphales got a blanket.
Oh-totally-hating-Crowley-so-we-don't-stan-him-Aziraphale had to get his own blanket though.
Eventually everyone sat down in a big circle and ate candy. It was a pretty nice day.
Everyone did have to go home eventually though. They planned their next gathering to be on Christmas.
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