Aziraphale didn't mean to cry, it was just a lot and he was in shock. He felt so nauseous that he was afraid he'd puke up his cheerios. He turned his head away and pressed it against Barty to hide against him and let himself be held. Barty was good at holding, he was a lot better at it than -- well, anyone else he knew. Barty held him all nice and proper, it was really nice - like a proper big brother did.
He sniffled as Gunn spoke to him and suddenly, there was candy and he took it, his eyes wide. He was stunned. Not by the candy, by the trick. He raised his hand to touch near his ear, looking at Gunn like he was truly magical.
How did he do that? He sniffed and then showed it to Barty. "This was in my ear..."
How? Why? Did he put it there? How did -- he didn't feel it come out either.
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He sniffled as Gunn spoke to him and suddenly, there was candy and he took it, his eyes wide. He was stunned. Not by the candy, by the trick. He raised his hand to touch near his ear, looking at Gunn like he was truly magical.
How did he do that? He sniffed and then showed it to Barty. "This was in my ear..."
How? Why? Did he put it there? How did -- he didn't feel it come out either.