Aziraphale's Christmas Present | Good Omens Podfic

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Hi everyone! Had to reupload this one due to a few mistakes with the audio. All fixed up now. Stay safe!
M: Boss. Your paperwork for the day.
A: Thank you, Michael. And a Merry-
[MICHAEL HAS ALREADY LEFT]
A: Right.
MO: Archangel Aziraphale. You have one new message.
A: Right, so. Send it down!
[THE MESSAGE IS SENT DOWN IN THE FORM OF A SCROLL. IT IS A LETTER- FROM CROWLEY]
C: Hi, Aziraphale. Sorry by the way, I know I normally send you a gift every year but I didn’t know how to get one to you, upstairs. Also. I know you probably hate me, so, throw this away by all means but. If you could at least read it first? Right, here goes. You once listed out of all the Christmas presents you could ever want. In the 1950’s, you wanted a record player, then a telephone, then a shelf for the bookshop. Then another shelf. And ano- Satan, why didn’t you just get multiple shelves at once, I can’t with you. Anyway, I wasn’t quite successful at any of those times but I did get you a stocking which you keep for every year, at least until…anyway. And I also got you the Jane Eyre novel you wanted. We ate together, mind you, we didn’t have Turkey for obvious reasons, I mean, it’s just wrong! And then, you said to me, ‘’Oh Crowley, I didn’t get you anything.’’ I said nothing back but, you know what? You did. You got me you. I got to spend Christmas Day with my favourite angel. You were my gift. Every year. Now I’m spending Christmas giftless for the rest of eternity. tears up No, no, no, okay, that’s it. I’m not doing this. I’ll tell you what I want for Christmas. I want you to come home. Even if just for today. It’s not too late, I’ve set a plate for you. I’ve cooked everything. You can come back. We can talk. We can sort this out. Even if you have to go back tomorrow, I am begging you, can we talk? If you don’t reply, I’ll know you're not coming but, thanks for reading it anyway. Love, Crowley.
A: wipes tears Michael, Uriel. Clear the day. I’m going out! Take care of the paperwork for me!
MO: Going down.
[THE BOOKSHOP DOORS OPENS]
C: You actually…you’re actually here?
A: You don’t know how long…I’ve been waiting for that message.
C: Do you wanna…sit down?
A: I-
C: I-
A: No-
C: No-
A: Sorry-
C: Sorry-
A: I’m sorry!
C: I’m sorry!
A: Don’t be!
C: Don’t be! Just shut up a second, please! Tell me you’re okay.
A: What?
C: Tell me they’re treating you well, at least.
A: What does that matter?
C: Well?
A: Oh, of course they’re not. Can I talk now?
C: Of course.
A: I am so sorry. I never should’ve asked you-
C: Woah, woah, stop! I don’t care. Just tell me you’re safe.
A: Aren’t you angry?
C: Fuck, yeah.
A: I think I’m safe. It’s quite boring. It’s quite empty.
C: You broke my heart. And I’m sorry I handled things how I did, I didn’t know what else to do.
A: I’m sorry too. Of all the things I could’ve said.
C: Of all the things I could’ve done.
A: I never wanted to hurt you.
C: What were you gonna say?
A: You heard what I said-
C: No, no, no. No. Before I left here, I know you were gonna say something else, what was it?
A: I- well, I-
C: Aziraphale, do you love me back?
A: Oh, you idiot, of course I do.
C: Why didn’t you just-
A: I was in shock. I didn’t know what to do or say. I was angry.
C: I was angry too. But I knew you’d come back.
A: I’m not here to stay.
C: I know. But even just for now. Just for today. Besides, it’s us. We always find each other in the end.
A: Yes, I suppose we do.
C: Oh. I got you something.
A: Oh! Again?
C: I do every year.
A: But you didn’t know I’d be here.
C: I always buy you a gift, even when you’re not around. Go on, open it!
A: Hang on, is this us?!
C: No, it’s Bill and Ted. Of course, it’s us!
A: Oh…..
C: I thought you keep it, for when you miss me. So you don’t forget what I look like.
A: cries I don’t want to go back. I settled in quickly because I thought you and I were over. But now you’re here and you still want to be with me and I just-
C: But I’ll always love you. I won’t be hanging about with some other bloke when you come back.
[THEY BOTH LAUGH]
A: I don’t want to leave you like this.
C: Well. How much time have you got?
A: I have to be back by midnight.
C: Any requests?
A: What?
C: We have…’bout seven hours.
A: Alright. I think we should eat until we’re full. And then…could you hold me?
C: Hold you?
A: Yes, hold me. Could you hold me until we run out of time?
C: Of course.
A: What happens when I have to leave? I’ll never be able to let you go.
C: sighs All that time on Earth, all those centuries, we used to sneak around, run off places and not get caught. You’re Supreme Archangel. We can do it again.
A: Merry Christmas, Crowley.
C: Merry Christmas, you.

[@clarestubbs9303]

Seeing that you have posted a podfic is the cherry on top of a fabulous day (series 3 everybody!) and as usual you don't disappoint.
This is so sweet and sad and beautifully written. Thank you! ❤

[@alexandraroses192]

REBECCA SEASON 3 IS OFFICIAL HOW ARE YOU FEELING???

[@HaleyRadiant]

THESE EMOTIONSSSSS YESSSSSSSSS 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
Ahhhhhh you really are amazing w/ the angst & the Christmas vibes of love & closeness! SO UNQIUE & BEAUTIFUL REBECCA!! GOOD OMENS 3 IS FINALLY COMING, THE POWER OF THIS PODFIC BRINGING THAT TO USSSSSS!! 🙌🙌😭😭

[@PatriseHenkel]

Oh how perfect for this day! Merry Christmas Angel!❤