[Lazily made chat, so if it’s bad that’s why. It was 11:03PM when I made it, and I was tired, so um.. yeah- 👍]

This was rather unexpected. Neither Crowley nor Aziraphale had expected this to happen today, nor any day for the matter. What was it, you may ask? A child, that’s what it was.

So what? It’s just a child. Find their parents and be on with the day. Simple, right? Well… Not exactly. You see, for one, a harsh rainstorm had been going on. Second, the child was on the doorstep of the bookshop whilst it was happening. The only reason they were found and taken in was because Crowley went to see if the storm was calming down.

Aziraphale, being the angel he is, quite literally, had taken the poor thing in. He’d gotten them blankets and had made them a hot cup of tea to help them warm up a bit. The child hadn’t spoken at all since then. They instead just sniffled from crying so much and from being soaked.

Crowley and Aziraphale looked at each other, not knowing what exactly to do with the child. I guess they’re the child’s caretakers now.