If you were faced with Him in all His glory

What would you ask if you had just one question?


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Uh, hi! This is Ca- I mean Chuck Shurley, just- Chuck, sorry. [Indistinct fumbling noises] Leave a message after the beep and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Thanks?

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No I'm not. Just this week.

[He pauses for a second.]

The place isn't you-proofed. You know that, dude. I know you do.

[But fine jeez he's walking down the stupid dumb stairs anyway. You jerk.]

This ain't a conversation for an audience, Chuckie.

...This is gonna suck, isn't it?

...Fine.

[He hangs up on the angel- yeah, that's the kind of mood he's in - and is outside the house in less than two minutes. Waiting, basically. So what if he's angelproofed and Gabriel can't actually tell if he's outside unless he's there. Tough.]

Away from the damn house.

Gabriel, I'm outside the damn house. Jeez, can't you just kidnap me like a normal angel?

[And here's Gabriel.]

Well, since it's not really kidnapping if it's consensual... [He claps a hand on his shoulder and they're magically at the spot where they brought Lucifer after Aslan healed him.]

What the fuck is your damage, Heather?

Right now my damage is you.

[Shrugging his arm off roughly and stalking away until there's enough personal space for his health and comfort.]

[Watching him warily] And Lucifer's just the side order, right?

[Chuck whips around sharply and gives him a dirty look.]

Look, whatever you're pissed about, why don't you just cut to that?

You're acting like he stabbed him in the friggin' heart, jackass.

[Chuck takes a biiiiig step back and turns away again, plunking down on the rocks to stare out at the ocean.]

I'm not acting like anything.

[He hasn't talked to any angels on purpose since he pissed all over Lucifer's Cheerios.]

Then explain to me what in Dante's fucking Inferno is going on?

[No, he wants to scream, I don't owe you anything. But that's an urge that doesn't go here. It's the wrong time, the wrong place- the right person, but wrong situation. Sort of.

Except when it's exactly not. Why did you do that terrible thing, Daddy, why did you have to be so mean when they didn't deserve it. Tell me why. Tell me now. No.]


What's going on? What's going on is that I decided that me and him talking at all was completely not accomplishing anything. He can do whatever. I don't care. I won't be in his way or rudely keeping him from murdering his brother's loved ones anymore. Is that okay with you? I mean, you think I meddle too much? [They don't have to say it. It's kind of obvious.] Fine. This? Is me not meddling. This is me stepping back.

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