Title: Angels We Have Heard Get High
Author: Azrael
Pairing: Aziraphale/Crowley
Fandom: Good Omens
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Crowley and Aziraphale are not mine. Aside from belonging to themselves (and perhaps each other), they are the property of the wonderful Mr. Pratchett and the equally wonderful Mr. Gaiman. I also make no profit from this fanfiction, although actually having something in my bank account would be a nice change of pace.
Note: Thanks to thorneblackburn 's prompt, I sat down and wrote this in late 2008. Sing it in your head (or out loud, I don't mind ;P) to the tune of Deck the Halls. That's what I did while writing it. XD
Summary: A Good Omens spoof version of Deck The Halls. Slash abounds.***
Angels We Have Heard Get High.Angels we have heard get high
Fa la la la laa la laa la laa
And we don't mean fluffy clouds
Fa la la la laa la laa la laaFirst there's Michael
And his sword
Flaming bright
It's unhealthy
But oh so funAngels we have heard get high
Fa la la la laa la laa la laa
And we don't mean fluffy clouds
Fa la la la laa la laa la laaAnd oh, Raphael
With Haniel
Healing indeed
With lots of love
EverywhereAngels we have heard get high
Fa la la la laa la laa la laa
And we don't mean fluffy clouds
Fa la la la laa la laa la laaHere's a secret
About Raguel
Gabriel
rather likes
the "blindness"*Angels we have heard get high
Fa la la la laa la laa la laa
And we don't mean fluffy clouds
Fa la la la laa la laa la laaUriel has been
A very bad angel
Sneaking off
To rendezvous
With BelialAngels we have heard get high
Fa la la la laa la laa la laa
And we don't mean fluffy clouds
Fa la la la laa la laa la laaJeliel's plants
Are suffering
From slimy oil
And noxious fumes
From PollutionAngels we have heard get high
Fa la la la laa la laa la laa
And we don't mean fluffy clouds
Fa la la la laa la laa la laaAnd if you though
These pairings were odd
Take a look
At this
'Arrangement'Angels we have heard get high
Fa la la la laa la laa la laa
And we don't mean fluffy clouds
Fa la la la laa la laa la laaAziraphale's books
In Crowley's Bentley
Clash strangely
And yet somehow
Seem to fitAngels we have heard get high
Fa la la la laa la laa la laa
And we don't mean fluffy clouds
Fa la la la laa la laa la laaThey deny their love
But if they're caught
Could Belial
Or Uriel
Punish them?Angels we have heard get high
Fa la la la laa la laa la laa
And we don't mean fluffy clouds
Fa la la la laa la laa la laaAngels get high
So unpredictably
Who's to say
That it's not
Ineffable?Angels we have heard get high
Fa la la la laa la laa la laa
And we don't mean fluffy clouds
Fa la la la laa la laa la laa
* blindness is, after all, an excuse to feel your way everywhere.
End Notes: I'm so sorry.
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