Please read: Ok AHAGAGAGGAA I have wanted to write about this au for so long and have finally got round to it so let me explain; my fave Instagram artist peazecatch did this au named Smol aziraphale and then after that one finished a while ago smol crowley started but there have been smol crowley posts but as of when I'm writing this there has been one post off the actual story line so I decided I would write what I think could happen next before she posts it! Keep in mind this belongs to peazecatch so please follow her :) also it has been said that Crowley ate a cake that hastar put some kind of spell on or something that made Crowley small so imma start with that.
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Crowley and Aziraphale, with the snap of Crowleys fingers, entered the book shop door which was now,thanks to a small miracle, unlocked and open. Aziraphale dumped his shopping bags on the table including one bag with a delicious cake in it. "You got cake?" Crowley said looking hungrily at the plump iced sponge.  "Yes," began Aziraphale "leave it be." He said knowing what Crowley was like. The blonde angel glided gracefully out of the room as the Crowley made sure he was out of sight. "Leave it be." He mocked "I do what I want." He said mischievously as a devilish grin slipped onto his face. He gently opened the box making not to disturb any of the cake. He gently placed a long finger in and scooped some of the sugary icing off of the top. He smacked his lips grinning evilly as though he had just done some kind of evil deed- until suddenly *poof* he felt his entire body shrink as the world dashed in front of his eyes.

He then fell and with a crash fell on the closed cake box. From the other room, Aziraphale heard a small bang, just loud enough to be of concern. He rushed in, puzzled as to what that noise could have been. He was then greeted by the sight of a very smol crowley, who was also seemingly very angry too. Although, he couldn't quite tell because of how small his face had become. "Oh dear," He said concerned as the small demon let out unintelligible squeaks.

~ one week later ~

Crowley has now been small for an entire week.  They had found ways to communicate, for example via Crowley typing on his phone, but it wasn't the same. Although, Aziraphale did like Crowley when he was small- for example the other day when he had bought him a worm on the string and Crowley had used it to model.

And another time when he had been giving him  matches to light candles as it was the only thing keeping him entertained- he even tied the Archangel Gabriels heavenly shoe laces together causing him to consequently fall over in the angels ancient book shop. However, no matter how much the angel enjoyed the company of the adorable demon, he was not enjoying his time as much as aziraphale was. No one took him seriously anymore, for example when he had tried to scold the plants, they didn't even shake! Aziraphale had then went on to buy him a small plant after witnessing the dismayed Crowley trudge away from the not-shaking- plants. Aziraphale reached a soft hand towards Crowley to gently pet him on the head before being violently hissed at. He simply grinned and continued to reach for the defenceless demon. "Don't touch the hair!" Crowley tried to shout but to Aziraphale it was simply high pitch noises. He stuck one finger into Crowley's fiery red hair who then angrily recoiled. When more fingers joined in he suddenly stopped fighting, as a confused look plastered his tiny face. He then slumped down and enjoyed the angels gentle fingers stroking his head- even though it was messing up his hair.

But a week missing out on luxuries such as: wine, talking, and most importantly being able to have azi a proper hug- and vice-versa. He flexed his shoulders and as tiny midnight black wings sprouted from his back, he flew up to his angel who was now sat resting on the sofa. He grabbed his phone and opened the 'Notes' app. Crowley looked away from his hot chocolate to see what Crowley was doing as he handed Aziraphale the phone. "Oh did you write me a message?" He said with a smile "I love it when you write me things." He said happily looking down at the adorable red haired demon. He held the phone closer to his face to see what the message was and squinted his diamond blue eyes to see the message: "Too small 4 too long :( ily btw❤️". Crowley looked at the angel sadly through his small Valentino glasses. "Oh I suppose your right." Said aziraphale sadly "you haven't had a glass of wine for ages, must be getting to you." He said sympathetically. He felt bad for the small and vulnerable demon. "But your so cute!" He said suddenly pinching his cheek as he let out a loud hiss. (This was the last post for now there haven't been anymore posts- from now it's completely made up) "well I suppose we could go and see anathema tomorrow- she may be able to help." He said smiling "maybe try to get some rest and in the morning we will leave." He promised as the demon turned into a tiny snake and slithered onto Aziraphales lap- he was now about half the size of a worm on the string- maybe less!

~ the next day ~

Crowley was awoken to the feeling of being picked up. He kicked and thrashed around before being hushed by Aziraphale. He immediately calmed down and Aziraphale placed him in his pocket. "Your going to have to stay in there while where on the way to tadfield dear," He said to the sad demon "we're taking the bus and we can't let anyone see you when your- well, tiny." He said smiling sadly at Crowley who was now sat in a mood in his pocket with his arms and legs folded. He hadn't yet realised that he had left his shades at home but I'm sure he would later.

Soon, they had arrived at the small cottage in tadfield that housed the most unlikely couple (except an angel and a demon) that is a witch finder and a witch. They knocked on the door and where greeted by anathema device, a witch, who wore huge circular glasses and long black hair accompanied with a black lacy dress- mostly clothes that screamed "I am a witch.". "Oh hello- Aziraphale, you alright?" She said in her kind American accent. "Hello dear- we are in a bit of a- well, predicament."  He said with a concerned tone. "We?" She began before stopping as she noticed a small figure popping its head out of his chest pocket- he then shyly dove back in- clearly embarrassed. "Uh- what was that?!" Anathema cried. "Oh don't be shy my dear." He cooed to Crowley who was now hiding in his pocket. He reached his hand in the pocket and grabbed Crowley. He hissed loudly and clinger desperately to the interior of the coat. Finally, he was out and Aziraphale was now holding him by the foot. He gently placed him into his hand as Crowley sat moodily folding his arms and looking down to hide his face. "Wait, Crowley?!" Said anathema concerned "what happened to him?" He said now talking to Aziraphale. "We don't know." He sighed "I think it was something to do with the cake I bought and he tried to secretly eat some." He said seriously. Anathema invited them inside and told them to make them selves comfortable. "So, uh- do you mind if I, uh- examine Crowley?" She Asked cautiously knowing that the demon wouldn't react well to This. His head pricked up and he started kicking up a fuss. "Crowley," Aziraphale warned, "you want to go back to normal don't you?" Aziraphale Asked slyly.  Crowley stopped and looked down as he shamefully aloud anathema to lift him up. He crossed his arms still in a mood "Oh Crowley, dear boy, please don't stay angry:" He said sadly. Crowley looked into his sad eyes. He let out a tiny huff and blew a kiss to the angel. "Aww," Said anathema as Crowley went bright red. She bought him over to her desk shortly followed by Aziraphale.

She switched on her lamp and gently placed Crowley underneath it. He scurried around the desk as anathema told him to hold still. She held him by his collar and inspected him. "Hhmmmm," She pondered, intrigued. "I haven't seen anything like this- looks like another demons work." She said confidently. "Aziraphale you may have to help me find something on this in my library- or do you guys want lunch first- it was quite a long journey." She offered politely. aziraphale, never turning down lunch, of course accepted and thanked her. They all sat down around the table as anathema placed a jam sandwich on everyone's plates. Aziraphale miracles it into a miniature sandwich for him to enjoy. He hugged the angels finger and proceeded to pick up the tiny jam sandwich. They all tucked in as anathema and Aziraphale talked to each other. "Yeah, newts at work." She said frowning "he won't be back until this evening.". They continued to talk until they had finished their sandwiches. They then searched the library as Crowley searches around the house. He tried to jump up a step- but failed. Aziraphale rapped anathema and pointed at a frustrated Crowley who was now kicking the stair trying to jump up occasionally. "Aw." They said quietly to each other. "Crowley dear." Said aziraphale softly. Crowley almost discorporated as he turned to see them both watching him. He glowed red and looked down. "Need some help?" He said smiling. Crowley nodded embarrassed. "Oh, dear." Said aziraphale smiling sadlyas he walked over to him. He lifted Him up the steps and aloud him to explore the upstairs of the house. "Bess him." Said aziraphale quietly and sympathetically. After a few hours of searching, anathema found a cure. It stated that you must wait for the nearest full moon, which happened to be in a few days, and preform a ritual involving rose petals and some markings on the floor. Aziraphale excitedly went upstairs to find Crowley. He turned the corner and found him sat on a windowsill, watching the rain patter against the window. "Oh my dear." He said approaching Crowley sadly. "It's ok." He said calmly "we have good news," he began "we have found a cure!" He cheered. Crowley's tiny face lit up as he hugged Aziraphales hand. "I love you crowley." He cooed gently. Crowley kisses his hand as aziraphale giggled. "You two," anathema said loudly from behind "are the most adorable couple ever." She grinned. Crowley looked away and turned beetroot red as aziraphale said, "oh, why thank you my dear." Warmly. "Crowley you will have to stay small for at least two more days though because we must wait for the full moon to preform the spell." He said. Crowley still smiled hopefully and hopped onto Aziraphales hand. He carried him down stairs followed by anathema.

~ two days later- full moon ~

After two days of not much excitement except newton coming home to find a small snake then turning into an equally as small man as a reaction to his screaming, while sat on his sofa. Finally, the moon was ripe and full in the sky. Anathema places Crowley down on the ground surrounded by chalk drawn symbols and rose petals. A cloud lingered around the moon. The looked up, tense, waiting for it to pass. And when it did, anathema opened her book, and then read seemingly foreign words. As she spoke, leaves around picked up in the previously non existent breeze, until they flew around so much that Crowley was no longer visible. Suddenly, they moon got covered with a cloud and the leaves dropped.

Crowley looked down to see- he was still small. "What happened!?" Asked Aziraphale panicked "don't worry." Said anathema nervously, "I'm pretty sure it's just the clouds- let's try again." And so they did. The rose petals picked up and this time they spun higher off the ground than ever. Until finally she stopped reading and the petals dropped. As the dust cleared, they held their breath. Please say it worked. They thought as the air cleared.

Suddenly, they saw Crowley- just normal sized Crowley, standing, eyes wide, in the middle of the chalk markings. "A-Aziraphale?" He said, his voice hoarse. "Oh, Crowley!" He said dashing over to him to embrace him. "I have missed this so much." Said Crowley as a tear escaped his eyes. "Since it's late, do you guys wanna stay over tonight?" Anathema asked politely. "Yeah, why not." Said Crowley happily with a grin. She smiled back at the very pleased Aziraphale. They went in and sat by the fire. "Oh Crowley, I didn't realise you had snake eyes- I haven't really seen you without glasses!" She says surprised. Crowley hit his face as if swatting a fly "my glasses, shit." He said annoyed. He snapped his fingers to miracle another pair, and as he reached towards his face, the angel grabbed his wrist. "Don't," He said "your eyes are beautiful." He said softly. Crowley blushed and placed down his glasses. He let out a loud yawn and rested his head on the back of the sofa. He fell asleep with in moments and his head sunk into the angels shoulder. And as aziraphale spoke to anathema more quietly now, he slowly sunk down and rested across Aziraphales lap- who slowly ran his fingers through Crowley's soft red hair. He slowly woke up and then as he noticed where he was he quickly sat up, embarrassed. "It's fine dear." Cooed Aziraphale, "I don't mind." He smiled sweetly and Crowley returned a genuine smile. He lie down on him and then fell asleep followed by anathema and then Aziraphale.

Hastar now knew that he was no match for them and no matter what he did, they would find a way to fix it...

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