Whooo part 3 of the highschool au!

Whoever requested this is fucking getting a lot

♤♤♤

"GABRIEL!" Beelzebub yelled, slamming her fist onto the door for the 5th time. "OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR ALREADY!"

Gabriel opened the door, slinging a duffle bag over his shoulder. "I was packing stuff."

"Tsh," Beelzebub scoffed. "Hurry up, get in the car."

"Fine."

The small car reversed out of the driveway, and once turned around, bolted down the street at 103 mph.

"God dammit, Bee," Gabriel gasped. "Slow down, you're going to hit someone!"

ArkDanvers was walking down the road, humming to themselves, when a small car slammed into them. Bee watched as a body flew sideways, hitting the ground with a thud.

"Shit," she hissed.

"You hit someone!" Gabriek said loudly, kicking open the door and running towards them.

"Ugh..." the person groaned.

"Are you alright?" Gabriel lifted them up by the hand and clapped his hands. A small amount of light shone over them, and their pupils dialated. "You're fine, right?"

ArkDanvers fell over.

"Ah," Said the archangel, glancing at Beelzebub.

"Come on, someone will find them," she said, gesturing to the door.

"Er... alright," Gabriel sighed, walking back to the car. He looked at the person on the street. "Have a nice night!"

ArkDanvers rolled onto their back and died, the last sight being a small car speeding away.

♤♤♤

"Ugh, I hate dances," Crowley hissed, fixing his coat collar in the hotel mirror.

"Well, we have to go," Aziraphale sighed, pulling his pants back on. "Our siblings will be there, and if they don't see us, they'll suspect something is going on."

"Yeah, well, I can't wait for the dance to be over," the demon smirked.

"Oh, shut up," Aziraphale grinned. "You know very well-"

There was a knock at the door, and Crowley whipped his head towards Aziraphale, who quickly finished buttoning his shirt and ran to the window. After they had arrived at the hotel, they requested a room on the first floor for easy escaping. So, they unlatched the window and climbed out one at a time.

After Crowley closed the window and ran round the front of the building, a housekeeper unlocked their hotel room and walked inside.

False alarm, but not that they knew.

Aziraphale had decided it would be best if they had their stuff packed in the car already, so there was a single suitcase with their old clothes in it in the floor board of the backseat. Why not on the seat? I think you know why. It's a very stained seat.

Crowley drove to the dance at a high speed, about 50 mph, and arrived in less than 5 minutes, two minutes before their siblings arrived.

Beelzebub's old car skidded to a stop in front of the school, saw the Bentley, and kicked open the door before she had turned off the car. Gabriel turned it off for her, and walked calmly towards the school doors.

"Where's the dance!?" Beelzebub hissed, pulling on a door handle. "It's locked."

"It must lock after a certain time. Too bad," Gabriel frowned. "I really didn't want to find an unlocked window."

"Window? Who said anything about a window?" Beelzebub smiled.

◇

"Uhh," Gabriel yelled over the immense amount of wind blowing his hair and coat everywhere. "You realize skylights are windows, right?"

"No they aren't!" Beelzebub called, glancing behind her at the very long drop off the roof. "Why is there so much wind!?"

"Maybe because we're standing in front of the vent system!" Gabriel said, glancing to his right.

"Oh, right, yes," Beelzebub said, stepping to the other side of the skylight. "Now, all we have to do is use the rope that we used to climb up to climb in."

"Easy enough," he sighed, lifting the large window slightly and pledging a piece of wood under it. "That should hold for a few minutes. Be careful, this glass is very thin, you cannot walk on it at all."

"Why do they have it then?" Beelzebub asked.

"Duh, Bee, because if an intruder tries to get in they're gonna fall and break a leg or something," Gabriel scoffed. "Now, hurry up."

Bee threw the rope into the open hole and tied it to the vent pipe. "Ladies first."

She pushed past Gabriel and slid down the rope with ease, while the archangel was having trouble. Because they didn't have powers while on earth, he couldn't miracle himself down. So, steadily, over a long few minutes, he ade his way towards Beelzebub.

He was a quarter way from the bottom when the wood slipped, and the skylight fell back to it's place, shattering and showering glass all over them and the floor.

Gabriel's rope started to snap, so he hurried down the rest before more bad luck could come upon them this night. Bee brushed thr glass out of her hair, and then Gabriel's.

"Bee," he said. "I wanted to say sorry... I know this probably isn't the best time, it's just, I got to a bad place before I broke up with you, and I wanted to tell you it wasn't your fault."

"Then whose was it?" She asked stubbornly.

"Me," he sighed. "If I'm being honest, I'm the one who couldn't get away from the sex and drugs and shit. I got hooked. Luckily upstairs let me off the hook."

"Fine," Bee said. "I acknowledge your apology."

"But you don't forgive me?" Gabriel asked.

"I can't... not yet, at least," She sighed, rubbing her arms subconsciousl. "We need to hurry, though. We don't have all day."

"Yeah," the archangel said, following the lord of flies through the various corridors, almost getting lost twice, before finding a map.

"It says the gym is right here," Beelzebub said.

"So, here's an important life lesson : not all doors look the same," Gabriel nodded towards the two wooden rectangles. "Yeah. Those are doors."

"Ah," Bee grinned, shoving through them loudly. "We're gonna find th-"

She stopped midsentence, staring at the room. It was chalk full of people, dancing and eating and, for some reason Gabriel didn't understand, sitting on their knees in front of their date.

"I see them!" Beelzebub yelled over the loud music. "Come on!"

The prince of hell dragged Gabriel into the mess of kids, bright pink streamers, and strobe lights, walking quicker than normal.

Crowley and Aziraphale were walking towards their car when they heard their names called, "CROWLEY! AZIRAPHALE! WAIT!"

"What the fuck..." Crowley muttered, seeing their dirty clothes, bits of glass on their shoulders and hair, and small cuts on their face. "What the hell happened to you two?"

"You have been stopped!" Beelzebub yelled, smiling widely.

"Stopped? From doing what exactly?" Crowley asked.

"Aziraphale," she said. "You've been stopped from doing Aziraphale."

"That? Tsh, it's too late now, I fucked him thus morning," he frowned, and Aziraphale turned bright red. "Knew some bastards like yourselves would try something like this."

"Let's just go..." Aziraphale whispered, pulling on his arm.

"We'll be taking out leave now," Crowley smiled politely and walked to the car with Aziraphale. "Goodnight!"

"N...night," Gabriel said quietly, watching the Bentley drive away.

♤♤♤
Take that, writer's block