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[az_shrimp_horny]

[When the mirror turns on, Eleanor sighs, looking off to the side towards the window. She hates this but people should know.]

Mrs. Brisby went home. She's with her kids, though, instead of risking her tail in this place. So, uh, that's good, at least. I, uh, just wanted to let everyone know.

[She sets the mirror down, thinking she turned it off. It catches another sigh and her sadly muttering.]

Another roommate gone... figures...

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[az_shrimp_horny]

[She points a finger at him. ]

Hey, now, you can't take it back. You really think he's perfect for me?

[She pauses, giving him a wide eyed look.]

Come on. For once don't think about keeping up your demon reputation or whatever. I need some help here and you're actually getting married which makes you the most qualified friend I've got right now.

[serpentinthegarden]

[ Called out! His head rolled in dramatic fashion as he hissed a disgruntled sort of noise between his teeth. ]

Ok! Ok... yes, perfect for you, I said that.

[ A glare. You happy?? ]

I'm not an expert on love, that's more angel territory, but you do get on. You have entirely different backgrounds, total opposites, it doesn't matter. You care about each other, look out for the other, like being in the same room together... Thats a biggie.

[ He leaned forward just a little bit like this was some grim bit of news. ]

I've even seen you finish each other's sentences.

[ He then drew back slowly never losing eye contact, daring Eleanor to tell him that wasn't true. ]

[az_shrimp_horny]

[She shrugged at him.]

It's more angelic territory but, let's face it, I'm more like you than Aziraphale most days.

[But she listened. And she realized he was right. He was so right. Her mouth gaped a little as it fully sank in just how much a "couple" she and Michael were. Not just in the sleeping together and endlessly flirting sense... But in the very real, could actually spend their lives together sense.

And that scared the shit out of her.]

Holy shit, you're right... [One hand covered her mouth as she thought about this.] Crowley... I've never been in a relationship like this. I've always run away before they could hurt me. I... I mean, I knew I loved him but this... [Her voice trailed off.]

[serpentinthegarden]

[ He had meant that an angel would have had a much firmer grasp over the whole concept of love, they could even feel it radiating off people in 'spooky' waves, but he seemed to have wadded through that quagmire well enough. ]

It sneaks up on you. Took me centuries to realize...

[ A beat. ]

Hurt you? Are you actually afraid he would hurt you?

[az_shrimp_horny]

[She sighed, shaking her head.]

No.... Maybe not on purpose. But people always leave...

[serpentinthegarden]

I doubt he would. Not without taking you with him.

[ This was all theory but it was the way Crowley felt about Aziraphale so, might have been the same. ]

[az_shrimp_horny]

Yeah... Yeah you're right...

[He was probably right. But the worry still gnawed at her.]

This is all just so weird, you know? I'm helping to plan your wedding, now I'm thinking about Michael moving in. Fuck, I've never had so much of this shit in my life before.

[serpentinthegarden]

It is weird. Never thought I'd be having a wedding, that's in the realm of humans... making a promise before God to stay with each other forever.

[ He glanced towards the sky. ]

No sign of lightening yet.

[ Crowley smirked sideways at her through the screen. ]

If you want something you might as well reach for it. Damn the consequences. You could spend so long worrying about what might go wrong and miss out on everything that would go right.

[az_shrimp_horny]

[Thunderbolts and lightning. Very very frightening, me.]

This is the perfect place for things like this to work out. You two can be together... Michael and I can be together without all the Good Place/Bad Place bullshit around us. Guess there are some good things about being here, after all.

[Her smile widened a little.]

Damn the consequences. Thanks, Crowley. You're a great friend.

[She was careful not to call him a 'good' friend, at least.]

[serpentinthegarden]

Don't mention it.

[ He was working on attempting to accept the 'good' side of himself, but that was still wisely avoided. ]

Really, don't mention it.

[ It was a work in progress. ]

[az_shrimp_horny]

[She can't help but smile.]

Don't worry. All this stays just between us.

[serpentinthegarden]

I'm not worried about it.

[ You had his trust Eleanor. ]

[az_shrimp_horny]

[She smiled and nodded.]

I'll catch you later. I, uh, have something I have to do.