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I managed to finish both my

ds_undercover story (and the quality of the stories in that challenge is amazing - I suspect my one seems poor and melodramatic compared to the rest ^^;) and my drabble for

remus_remix, as well as failing a biochem exam. *makes face*

Oh, yeah, and I've also wrote one of the drabble requests. *grins* I'm still taking requests, so if you want a drabbblet, just leave a comment on the original entry.

For

daegaer, who wanted Aziraphale, Microsoft Windows, joy:

"Oh, how delightful, a Babbage machine!" Aziraphale cried, looked at the silver IBM laptop that Crowley had pressed into his hands. It shined back, rather malevolently, Crowley thought approvingly.

"They're called computers now, angel. Welcome to the 21st century." He said, rolling his eyes. "And there's a thing on that one which makes ordinary humans turn into homicidal maniacs." He grinned at Aziraphale, baring his teeth. "It's called Microsoft, and it's my best idea yet."

The angel frowned at him. "Now, now, my dear boy, nothing can be that bad. I'm sure the Babbage machine and me will get along just fine."

Two weeks later, Crowley stormed into the bookshop. "No more sssunden crassshes! People finisssshing projectsss before deadlinessss! No blue sssscreeen of death!" He hissed at a stunned Aziraphale. "What did you do?"

"Oh, dear me. I am sorry, Crowley." Aziraphale fluttered his hands uselessly, but Crowley thought he caught an unangelic glint in the other's eye. "I only wanted to make Babbage happier, but then it turns out there's this thing called the Interweb or something, and Babbage quite wanted to talk to other machines..."

Beneath Crowley's scream of rage, Babbage hummed quite joyfully, its screen displaying the Microsoft Windows logo - with a little halo perched on top of that ubiquitous window.