Title: Holidays
Author: viridian_magpie
Pairing: gen
Fandom: Good Omens
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Good Omens belongs to the geniuses known as Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman.
Summary: A little drabble starring Lucifer, Crowley and Aziraphale.***
Most people never thought about it. Yet, it was as natural as, well, anything supernatural could be. It wasn't as if this were unheard of.. God had done it, which was one of the few things He had actually done right, in Lucifer's not-very-humble opinion. (Humility just wasn't a trait cultivated in hell; it wasn't a vice after all. Neither was it a sin.) Anyway, God taking a day off was almost a sin. One of the Seven Deadly Sins, in fact: sloth. Lucifer rather liked it and indulged in it as often as was possible for the Ruler of the Underworld. (Hell was, excuse the pun, hell to manage. Fortunately, there was this handy little trick called 'delegating').
At this particular moment, he was indeed indulging himself by spending a couple of weeks alone! on one of his favourite islands. It was parad-, well not that, it was the be-, no, ah, it was the most enjoyable place he knew and if he didn't have to take care of trespassers from time to time, it would be perfect.
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"Hmm."
Distracted by the noise, Crowley glanced up from his crossword and found Aziraphale still hidden behind his own newspaper.
"What is it," he asked irritated (the irritation was more of a habit really. Actually, he was in a fairly good mood due to the current lack of special assignments).
"Another disappearance. Not to pry, my dear, but you wouldn't know anything about it, would you?"
The angel turned the paper around and pointed at the article in question.
Crowley looked at it.
"No." Well, it wasn't a lie. He had an idea but he didn't know anything.
"Strange." Aziraphale frowned. "I'd always thought that your side's responsible for the Bermuda Triangle."
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