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Turning around, I asked.

“But… then… who’s going to watch the forbidden tree?”

Jophiel looked a little… surprised? Nervous? I wasn’t quite sure. They looked around a bit before answering.

“They’ll arrive soon.”

“Oh.” I made an understanding sound, about to turn to leave.

“Congratulations! You’re off apple-duty today.”

“… huh?” I tilted my head.

“You heard me. They want you to return to your respective… gate.” The Archangel started pushing me along gently.

Well, an order was an order. I started walking on my own, but then I remembered.

“Now, listen, Aziraphale,” they began. “There has been a rearrangement.”

I blinked curiously

“Right, right. No need for that.” Jophiel rolled their eyes. They placed a finger on my lips and I knew it would be wiser to quiet myself.

Still, I could not be rude. I cleared my throat and tried to look like a guardian again, raising my flaming sword procedurally. “I’m ready to receive your message, Archangel Jophiel, Beauty of God, Patron of Artists, Archangel of-”

“BOOO!”

“AAh” I jumped at the sudden boom of their voice.

Jophiel burst a laugh, making me frown and looked around in confusion.

“Chill, young Aziraphale.” Their laughter turned into a chuckle. “Don’t be so tense. I’m here to deliver a message.”

Well that wasn’t funny at all!

“It’s a nice day, issn’t it?” The Archangel moved closer.

“It sure is,” I smiled nervously. Their amber eyes with slit pupils were enchanting up-close. Jophiel stared at me intensely, as if there was something on my face. Oh dear, what if there WAS something on my face?

“That’s alright, Aziraphale. There’s no need for formality. Call me Jophiel.” Their soft smile turned into a grin, showing two sharp fangs. What a unique look. I had never seen anyone like this.

“What’s your name, angel of the Eastern Gate?”

“M-my name?” I stuttered. The mortal heart I’ve been assigned with was beating fast. The beautiful Archangel was talking to me!

They turned to look at me with a smile. I shouldn’t let them wait.

“I- It’s Aziraphale, your grace.”