It was a normal day. Not quite nice, but there weren't very many of those anyway, all things considered.

Crowley and Aziraphale had kept themselves rather busy. They had Jim (otherwise known as the Archangel Gabriel) under their care, along with an angel about as clueless as a newborn, who was known as Muriel. They were quite entertaining, though. And then there was Furfur. He'd gotten over his unnecessary grudge against them both and now frequently came up to Earth and simply hung around.

They were like fathers to these annoying creatures, along with Crowley's houseplants and the Bentley, and at times Adam Young and his little group of rascals.