Open: kind of a cool ironic twist...

[vineleaves]

This post is backdated to be occurring on the last day of Rainbows. Thank you for your understanding :)


He isn't really sure how it happened, the first time. He went to make some jelly for toast, his thoughts drifted, perhaps, and he ended up not just with the jelly, but also with several bananas. This was, as you can imagine, a huge shock, and he actually jumped back when he first noticed them, startled by the absolute jumpscare of their appearance. He calmed down quickly enough, and started playing around to see what would happen.

In a way it makes sense. He has been able to tell that everything is more magical here this month, a complete opposite to the effect Dark had on things. During Dark his powers were weakened, so it would follow they are stronger now. He just didn't assume that would mean expanding his powers.

This, of course, brings us to now. It's early afternoon in one of the many parlors of the mansion, and he seems to finally have gotten the hang of things, as evidenced by the fact that he's absolutely surrounded by various fruits, fruit wines, preserves, vegetables, and even a few bags of rice. His thyrsus, which has scarcely left his side since he found it a few days ago, is resting against a wall. If his new powers are linked just to Rainbows, that means he has less than twelve hours to enjoy them. He's reasonably certain that the thyrsus will remain after the season changes.

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[vineleaves]

Dionysus makes a wine glass for Aziraphale and hands it over. This is, of course, one of his usual powers, and is therefore much less exciting than making, oh I don't know, another head of lettuce or something, but it's just a reflex for him at this point. "That's such a cute idea! And yeah, Sagramore has a tiny little chicken. It's around," he holds up his hands to imply an almost impossibly tiny chicken. "this big. Fully grown though, but I guess it's just a small kind of chicken."

[az_fell]

"Thank you," says Aziraphale warmly, regarding the appearance of a wineglass. He pours himself a healthy volume of apple wine. "All creatures great and small, I suppose."

[vineleaves]

"That's a tv show, right?"

[az_fell]

"It's a hymn," says Aziraphale with surprise, "after which a book was named. James Herriot. A veterinarian."

[vineleaves]

“Oh.” Look, he tries his best not to pay attention to anything related to Christianity. “Well, the tv show’s probably based on the book, right? I think Peter Davison was in it. Ooh, did you ever see him in Legally Blonde? He was great as Callahan. Really made you hate the guy, y’know?”

[az_fell]

"Oh, yes!" says Aziraphale. "At the Savoy, isn't that right?"

[vineleaves]

“I believe so! Sheridan Smith was Elle! She’s a lot of fun, dunno if you’ve met her before or not. Very talented too!”

[az_fell]

Aziraphale sips his wine. "Very good," he informs Dionysus, "and no, I can't say I've met her. I'm rather set in my ways now, I admit. I mostly meet the humans who come to my bookshop."

[vineleaves]

Dionysus very politely does not point out that all of the humans Aziraphale has met lately have never been to his bookshop before. "I would say maybe you'll get a chance to meet her one of these days, but, y'know." He gestures all around, just generally at the universe they're currently in.

[az_fell]

"I do know." Aziraphale makes an evocative little face at the wicker chicken, which will surely understand his plight on an instinctive level. "A lovely assortment of humans here, but it's a bit quiet compared to London."

[vineleaves]

"Well, I also meant how, as far as I'm aware, there isn't a fictional version of Sheridan Smith to show up for us to meet." He grins a little wryly. "Unless there's something else you know about that you're keeping secret from me."

[az_fell]

"Ah." Aziraphale's expression turns summarily rueful. "No. No, more secrets about fictionality-- not as far as I'm aware, that is."

[vineleaves]

"I don't know why you didn't just tell me!" He says this laughing, so he's clearly not upset about it or anything.

[az_fell]

Aziraphale makes a little face anyhow. "When I arrived, I was... well, er, I was rather uncouth to some of the residents about their source materials. It's not an easy thing, is it? To find yourself fictional, to imagine that someone might've casually paged through a book of your life?"

[vineleaves]

Dionysus just stares. “Ah yes, because I have no idea what it’s like for someone to read stories about my life…” he rolls his eyes, but there’s no malice behind it. “I’m just glad that this time it’s a true account, instead of something embellished through millennia of elaborate games of telephone.”

[az_fell]

"Oh," says Aziraphale with surprise, but also with interest. "You don't believe you're fictional, only that a very accurate play was written about you?"

[vineleaves]

"What? Oh, no, no I'm clearly a fictionalized version, otherwise I would've already known about the play. But either way, there are so many plays and books and movies and tv shows and such that are retellings of things from my life. People already are treating my life like it's just a story, I've been used to that for a few thousand years at this point, so why would it bug me that people also know about the time I met Shakespeare?"

[az_fell]

"I suppose," says Aziraphale, blinking a handful of times. "I was rather..." He shudders evocatively, although not so evocatively that any of his wine spills. "Discomfited the first time it was suggested that Crowley and I aren't real."

[vineleaves]

"Oh yeah... I mean, don't let it get to you, I assume in some universes The Bible isn't fictional." Like, didn't Galahad have Christianity Powers or something like that until recently? He's pretty sure someone mentioned that. And apparently in Percy Jackson canon every damn god ever exists all at the same time, somehow. Not that he's complaining, since it means Magnus gets to exist, but still. Little bit confusing.

[az_fell]

"Well, yes. Universes like mine." Aziraphale's next sip of apple wine has a mildly discomfited tone to it, somehow.

[vineleaves]

Dionysus picks up on that, actually. "We don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."

[az_fell]

"Oh -- no, no, it's all right, dear. I'm a bit set in my ways," he says in a confiding tone, as if this isn't colossally obvious to anyone who's ever met him. "It's an adjustment."

[vineleaves]

"Just because it's a story in my universe doesn't mean it's any less-real for you, y'know," he says. He is, it should be pointed out, still fully assuming that Aziraphale's work of fiction is just the bible. "Isn't that, y'know, some science theory thing? Infinite universes means every single possible one exists somewhere? Including ones that are just plays and books and whatever in other universes?"

[az_fell]

"I suppose so," says Aziraphale, a bit doubtfully. "Well, you'd have to be right. Some genres don't coexist particularly well, but we've got plenty on offer here. Different universes and all that."

[vineleaves]

"It's nice to see everyone getting to experience life outside of whatever genre they came from," says the god currently living with a man from a story called The Miserables.