Backdated to Saturday [video]

[blessedarethebookmakers]

[sometime around noon, a rather smaller than usual angel appears on the screen. He might look a little different. His perch is obviously a forehead because he might just be sitting cross-legged between Crowley's eyes in his tiny silk pajamas]

Oh, dear. I find myself a bit altered this morning. [pay no attention to his high pitched voice]

Please tell me I'm not the only one! I can't even begin to explain how annoying this is. [tiny feathers bristle]

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[creepyoldguy]

How do you know you’re not normal sized and everything else is just bigger?

[This demon was leaning against a candy bar of ridiculous proportions.]

[blessedarethebookmakers]

I suppose but the effect is the same however you view it. And the problem. [a sigh] I gather it's another curse then. How are you finding it?

[creepyoldguy]

I have a candy bar the size of a Buick, I’m not in Hell, and I now have two bfffffs here.

All in all, I can’t complain.

[blessedarethebookmakers]

Two what now?

And hm well you may complain when someone steps on you. You might find it rather painful.

[creepyoldguy]

Best friends. There’s two Lydias now. The Lydiae.

[He nibbled the candy bar.]

Eh, that’d suck. But, I don’t think anyone is gonna break in just to step on me.

[blue_ice]

You're not.

[ There's a very small, very grumpy Seto still standing on a windowsill outside the bakery. He's hungry, but like heck is he buying something he can only eat crumbs of. ]

This is ridiculous.

[blessedarethebookmakers]

Oh! [sorry, Kaiba, he's distracted] Oh all of that looks delicious. Tell me, do they have the cream cheese muffins today?

[blue_ice]

Yes, but good luck trying to pay for them with your munny shrunk. And good luck trying to climb on the counter, even.

[ He looks rather put out. ]

[blessedarethebookmakers]

Well I do rather have help in that department, dear. [he pats the demon's nose] Has Atem shrunk-- further-- as well?

[blue_ice]

I don't know, I don't think he's awake yet. Pharaoh of the sun god and yet he has the luxury to sleep in.

[ Seto is very, very put out. ]

I'll have to scavenge for crumbs out here. It's a drag.

[serpentinthegarden]

[ Only those feathers did tickle something awful when they bristled under his nose. There was no warning, just a quick inhale of breath and a mighty... ]

AAAAAAAAHHHHHCHHHOOOOOOOO~~!!!

[blessedarethebookmakers]

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee [plof.

Aziraphale picks himself up and then ducks behind the feather he landed on again as the pigeon eyes him hungrily]

Oh dear.

[serpentinthegarden]

[ The pigeon was a problem as his eyes focused on Aziraphale and his wings stretched like he was ready to fly, but the larger threat might have been the one whose feather the tiny angel was hiding behind. Crowley yawned and began to roll over searching for the warm hug of his partner who had some how disappeared before he was ready to wake up. ]

[blessedarethebookmakers]

Oh...bother

Sweet life continues in the breeze, in the golden fields!

[with that he's flying. Well, sent tumbling end over end in the breeze and then trying to dodge out of the way of the suddenly hungry pigeon. He gets his lower pajama trouser leg nipped clean off before he can divebomb and hide under a much larger collar and delicious neck. It does smell lovely in here, and there's even further satisfaction of the solid thwack as the pigeon hits the wall]

[serpentinthegarden]

[ Crowley's hand hit the blank nothing area where Aziraphale should have been at about the same time the pigeon thumped into the wall. He grumbled as his eyes slowly opened. ]

Aziraphale, that you? You fall out of bed?

[Video]

[v_valentine]

[Vincent's frowning into the mirror, which had thankfully shrunk with him, as he'd forgotten it in his pocket when he'd gone to sleep. He's only clad in his black shirt and pants (and claw), as he'd taken everything else off to sleep (naturally). He's looking very displeased by this all. He's also surrounded by a sea of foliage; someone had spent a good hour or more attempting to scale down the side of the building, because he hadn't been able to squeeze under the door, so he'd gone out the window (Thank goodness it had been left open a crack), and was keeping to the bushes to avoid being stepped on, at the moment.]

No. You're not the only one.

....

Is this a common occurrence, here?

[Video]

[blessedarethebookmakers]

Are you outside? Goodness that seems dangerous. [you wouldn't catch him out there without a handsome demonic defender]

And no... Every once in a while. I think the last time anything like this happened was...oh, a couple of months ago? It is rather inconvenient though isn't it?

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[v_valentine]

Noted. [he said dryly. He did indeed realize that he would have been perfectly fine staying in the apartment, but hindsight is 20/20.]

Extremely inconvenient. Is there a cause for these... changes? Any warning that they are coming?

[Video]

[blessedarethebookmakers]

You mean like a storm or some people with ascended understanding feeling a tingle or acting oddly when they are coming? No such thing, alas. Things change in a wink and we must adapt.

But it's not so terrible if you have someone to lean on. [or perch on as the case may be]

[Video]

[v_valentine]

[So... no warning. Random, chaotic changes at any given moment. Wonderful. Yet another thing to worry about. Although the lack of warning and the sporadic nature meant that there was no possible way to even predict when one of these events might occur, so... worrying would be useless. It was going to happen when it happened, and the only thing one could do, was react when it DID happen. Frettign over when one might be coming, or what might happen would just send a person into a tense paranoid state, which wouldn't be productive at all. Vincent let out a tired sigh, then shrugged and nodded.] Adapt as you go... That seems to be the theme, here... [A good rule to live by, in general, really.]

[Vincent's brows lowered slightly as a tiny frown crossed his face, and he glanced away, reminded of just how alone he was here. Vincent hadn't imagined - or realized - just how familiar his companions had become to him, in such short a time.] I'm sure it would be... [he said quietly. He closed his eyes, then nodded his head. This stranger only meant well; there was no reason to be rude.] Thank you for the information.

[video]

[az_shrimp_horny]

[Eleanor waves from her nest of blankets. She's propped her mirror up in the folds so she can use it.]

Nope. Not just you. I think I'm taking it better than some people, though. This is the, uh, fourth time I've been shrunk since I got here.

[video]

[blessedarethebookmakers]

Oh yes you do seem to have a problem with size. I remember you as a giant woman as well. At least Michael can carry you about in his pocket?

[video]

[az_shrimp_horny]

[She laughed.] Yeah that was a trip. Michael, though...

[She smirked, looking off to the side of the mirror.]

Let's just say we're enjoying having a gigantic bed.

[video]

[blessedarethebookmakers]

Oh? is he on your level? Are you getting lost in the blanket wonderland as it were? [he rests back where he is, content to feel the warm skin underneath him]

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[az_shrimp_horny]

[Eleanor fans herself, grinning at her friend.] Daaayum, Aziraphale. That's some steamy talk for an Angel. But the answer to all of your questions is a resounding hell yes.