Aziraphale's Rare Books: Thursday Forenoon

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

Late in the morning, Kiki lands outside the bookstore and unlocks the door. She's mostly over her cold, just has a lingering sniffle.

She walks in and inhales as deeply as her stuffed nose allows her to, savoring the old comfortable scent of the leather, tea, and old ink. Propping her broom in the corner as usual and hanging her burgundy scarf over it, she flips the sign to "Open." She ducks briefly into the kitchen to put the water on for tea, then goes to the counter and flips open the heavy ledger book to a fresh page for the day.

When the kettle begins to whistle, she sets out the tea things in the lounge, and pours a cup for herself.

Comments

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

So now you're not only a pest...you're pestilent. Marvelous. [His tone is flat, nearly harsh, but he almost smiles at the sight of her.]

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

"I don't think I'm contagious anymore," Kiki says with a smile, "But for you, sir, I could certainly try to be. But then wouldn't I need a pale horse or something? I don't know how to ride one, but I could paint my broom white."

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

Death comes on a white horse, pill. Do you fancy yourself Death now? [He pours himself a nice cup of tea.]

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

"Well, you called me pestilence; isn't that the one on the pale horse?" Kiki asks. Biblical lore is not one of her best subjects.

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

Kiki, my brat, please shut your mouth...or talk about something you do understand. Perhaps kitties or pretty ribbons, or how cookies taste...nice.

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

Kiki smiles. His brat.

"So does peppermint cheesecake. Did you like it?" she asks.

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

Not a bit. It was far too rich, and it's color offended me. [He smirks and grabs a scone] Maybe chocolate next time. Yes, that might be less revolting.

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

Kiki makes a mark in the ledger book, hiding a grin. "It's color must not have been so very offensive; you still ate it. And if it hadn't been rich, you would have blamed me for skimping on the ingredients and trying to bribe you with sub-standard confectionary."

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

Oh, don't get me wrong. It was substandard. But you must have bewitched it, forcing me to eat it...I finally had to feed it to my duck or else I would have surely been sick.

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

"Oh no, sir," Kiki assures him soundly, "I'm sure it couldn't have been me; I'm not powerful enough a witch to make anybody do anything, especially you, Mr. Crowley."