Into the Lamb's Lair
Jun. 22nd, 2019 07:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fomenting_peaceContinued from here.
Crowley could say what he liked, Macrame was fun. It just wasn't much fun.
There weren't any macrame tools handy and so Aziraphale was obliged to miracle everything into existence especially for tonight. Set up on a coffee table in front of a comfy old couch was two sets of project boards, embroidery needles, crochet hooks, mounting pins, several colors of cording, mounting cords and rings, an ample number of pins, and several simple project patterns to choose from.
If the old snake got it into his head to coerce Aziraphale into keeping him company instead of simply asking, well then! He would have to pay the price!
Crowley could say what he liked, Macrame was fun. It just wasn't much fun.
There weren't any macrame tools handy and so Aziraphale was obliged to miracle everything into existence especially for tonight. Set up on a coffee table in front of a comfy old couch was two sets of project boards, embroidery needles, crochet hooks, mounting pins, several colors of cording, mounting cords and rings, an ample number of pins, and several simple project patterns to choose from.
If the old snake got it into his head to coerce Aziraphale into keeping him company instead of simply asking, well then! He would have to pay the price!
