The Dinner From Hell

[scotch_egg]

Who: Anthony, Alec, and one poor Angel
What: The Dinner from Hell
Where: San Marzano
When: May 25th
Warnings: Family Drama




Dramatis Personae

Anthony's side
Mum <-> Evelyn
Big Sis <->Lilith
Big Bro <-> Oliver

Alec's side
Mum <-> Irene
Step-Father <-> Rufus

Father <-> Alistair
Father's Fiancee <-> Camilla

Aziraphale's side

Regret <-> Everything

((further details here)))






[At last their plates have arrived, but no one is talking much. Evelyn sits at one head of the packed table, Irene at the other. The twins not cousins are jammed shoulder to shoulder, trapped against a wall, but at least Fell is on the other side. Bonus, room to escape. Drawback? Trapped between Lilith on one side and Camilla on the other who alters between breathing too deeply around her soon to be step-nephew and stealing all the breadsticks before Fell can get to them.

To make a long story short, the seating goeth thusly:




About the time that the salads and soups come out, Alistair clears his throat and knocks Anthony in the ribs]

Alistair: So what about this Lisa girl, eh? I hear she's a real looker.

[Alec just shoots him a look like who the hell is this now?]

Comments

[temptationaccomplished]

Aziraphale: [He had never been one for being called pet-names or at least not anything more personal than a casual Dear, but this felt strikingly like being named.]

[He forgot what else he might have said to that serious discussion, how he might have tried to call for peace and suggested against telling anyone off... and found himself smiling up at Anthony through the fan of his lashes.]

Oh, I'd make the worst angel.

[serpentinthegarden]

Anthony: [He had never been one for cutesy nicknames either, but that one had been intended to be the Aziraphale's name. Instead the pet name had rolled off the tongue and with those soulfully batting eyes looking up at him it simply felt right. ]

Hell's angel then.

[Anthony took wicked glee in pun, smirking at the now properly nicknamed angel, even as he plucked the blue helmet playfully onto his head. ]

If you're feeling up to it you can show me how terrible you are once I get you home.

[Still smiling from the teasing he latched his own helmet on and sat on the motorcycle, ready to whisk the pair of them away from this dreadful dinner.]

[temptationaccomplished]

Aziraphale: [YOUR angel. Hell's Angel, perhaps, but property of one very specific devil. He secured the helmet, gave into the temptation to admire the view, and then slid into place behind Anthony on the motorcycle.]

You know, I do think I could go for some dessert.

[serpentinthegarden]

Anthony: Your place or mine?

[ Alone with HIS angel, he had to be just that little bit wicked, to suggest more than perhaps Aziraphale had meant. But whether they ended up eating a slice of cake or enjoying some sensuous nightcap Anthony couldn't have been more pleased that they rode out together. ]

[temptationaccomplished]

Aziraphale: Is Alec still staying with you?

[serpentinthegarden]

Anthony: [He drew in a 'just been schooled' breath and glanced back at his passenger. ]

Good point. Your place then.