Upon entering the nursery the bud seemed about to open even if the top of the petals was still closed.
Good morning, beautiful plants, here goes breakfast for everyone- said the angel almost singing with joy, then the angel arrived at the beautiful golden cocoon and whispered with affection- I am looking forward to seeing you bloom now, in the afternoon I will tell you a beautiful story, we will spend quality time together you will see.
To the angel's surprise from inside the cocoon a sweet and tender voice was heard saying
I also want to see you daddy Azira.
-What ... did you ... speak? - said the angel surprised
Of course daddy Azira you have already taught me many words ... I hope I can get out of here soon, I want to be born ... said a tender little voice.

Yes ... of course ... being born is ... very important of course, precious look ... here is your breakfast oatmeal with water, baby ... mmm you know, I'm going to call dad Crowly to see how beautiful you have dawned today- said the angel before running away
If I wait for you - said the voice from inside the cocoon

Crowly! Wake up love.- he shouted calling him, with a strange tone
Angel, what's up? Do you want more than what I gave you yesterday? - The demon said in a seductive tone.
Not! - He said firmly and then corrected himself -Well if ... I will want more ... later, but now you have to come to the greenhouse, it is urgent, dear.
Has something happened to my plants, to our flower? - He asked worried and stood up walking quickly towards the greenhouse. Azirafel was suddenly frozen, Crowly had not bothered to put on any clothes, the angel quickly took a robe and ran, went ahead to the demon and covered the entrance
-Dear you won't go in there without clothes.
-But you said it's urgent.
"Standards and decency first," he said, extending the robe. Crowly took the robe and put it on, the angel entered the place and Crowly who was at the door did not see anything strange.
My dear flower I brought your dad Crowly, I couldn't wait to show him how splendid you have dawned today.
Crowly laughed mockingly at his angel, until he heard that a gentle voice really greeted him from where the still closed golden tulip was.
Dad Crowly! Soon I am going to be born and I hope to be a pride for you when you see me, I have tried very hard to grow, since you planted me, I know you are setting an example, I am trying hard.
What the hell ... - he started to say
-Dear our baby, she just told you something important take care of your vocabulary in front of someone who is not yet born.
Aaaaaaaaaaaa yes well ... I am happy to know that you have made an effort, without a doubt, you are a magnificent example for the rest of my plants and I am sure that you will make me proud - he said feeling a strange emotion.
-Dad Crowly I want to see you!
- Have you heard that?, Dad told me !
The angel raised his hand- of course darling, watch this tell me my girl, who am I?

- Daddy Azira-

a proud blush also appeared on the blonde's cheeks
Crowly, this somewhat stunned man thinks for a few seconds - my beautiful flower, your name, can you tell me?

But Dad, I'm not even ready to get out of my flower bud, so I'm not born yet, but I hope to receive a nice name when I get out of here.
- And that when will it be? my little one - said the blond
-I think ... I don't know but it won't be long ... maybe when Daddy Azira tells me another story, when the shadows sweep past and bring us breakfast again - said the somewhat hesitant sweet voice
-Tomorrow, that means tomorrow - said the demon- one afternoon and one night ...
-Well then, Dad Crowly and Daddy Azira leave, because they have to agree on what your name will be.
-What a joy, I want to know what my name will be - the sweet voice was finally heard.
Upon leaving the only thing the demon did was pull Azirafel by the arm and plant a passionate kiss in the hallway, until the angel's cheeks reddened - Crowly for God's sake! - whispered the angel even with his eyes closed.
-Angel we are going to be parents! Isn't it incredible? - You heard your voice is surely a girl- she said hugging him tightly- right now I'm going to the computer to look for nice names.
Aaaaa dear but you already realized -said following him down the hall- it's not that I'm going to be a girl, it's that ...
It will be a girl, did you hear that voice? - The demon said happily.
Yes, well I mean that surely she is not ... human dear ... the fairy flower was talking to us, the most likely thing is that ... she is a fairy, a baby fairy maybe but ... But ...
A fairy baby ... is more than I dreamed of having. Azirafel we are an angel and a devil, adopt a human child to see him die, knowing that you and I will not do it, it would be too cruel for both of us, now without intending to, we will be parents and our girl will be a fairy, I do not know how long they live but surely much more than a human, do not misunderstand me I like them and much is just that ... that ...

Demons Azirafel you know the times that in 6000 years, I dreamed of being with you knowing it impossible. - He said taking him by the hand to the seat of the living room where now the coffee table that would normally be used for coffee was full of books, including that of botany, where they had found the seed - now we are together, in more ways than we before, we had been and even more we have this opportunity, I want to enjoy it with you.

The angel smiled and hugged him tenderly- I'm also sure that it will be cute, unexpected and a little fun, I also know that this is going to link us to that little fairy, but do you remember what we talked about yesterday? That seed was stolen- he said sadly- means that the botanist said that this was a sin and a crime not only because he stole a seed, he literally took a life from his true parents- Azirafel said delicately- and I understand you my Love, now that I'm with you, now that we're a couple and not just friends ... well, the idea of having children has also crossed my mind, but I came to those same conclusions. -He said caressing his cheek, however with this little fairy ... eventually we will have to look for his parents.

Maybe, but it won't be today or tomorrow and this quarantine has been going on for two months. We can enjoy it in the meantime, I say even if the quarantine ends ... I don't know, next week. We don't know where her parents are or if the place where he stole it still exists. It could be long before we return her and even so, even when she returns with the other fairies, she will remember that she is our daughter first and we can visit her, don't you think? - He said hopefully.

-Well, I think so. Let's make a list of names, you will make one and I will make another and we compare it at the end to see which one we choose, do you think? - said the blond.

Crowly ran to the computer and the angel sighed and reluctantly picked up the botany book and started trying to decipher at least the following paragraph when he was finally able to read it, took a notebook and started making his list and he would talk about what he found in the Book with the redhead after choosing a good name and reading a new story to the new baby fairy.

After an hour or so Crowly arrived with a list in his hand and Azirafel was holding a notebook with different names in her hand.

Well let's make this fair - said the angel - whatever the name must be approved by both of us.

Perfect everyone will take turns saying a name, and because it is good, if it is not approved we will continue to the next name until we find the right one. I suggest that if we have doubts, we put on this sheet in writing the names that we liked the most and in the end we choose from the same list. -He said the redhead -I started well then -added.

Bathsheba: I always liked that name, of Hebrew origin, it means "the seventh daughter".

No Crowly we will only have one- Azirafel said- not seven, now I follow.
Anya: Russian diminutive of Anna, which means "one with grace and compassion."

Azirafel she will be a fairy, not an angel, that her name means that, it is as if she is not mine too ... mmm ... no, how about Keyla? of Greek origin, it means "beautiful".

She will be very beautiful, love, but to say her own name seems presumptuous to me, no daughter of mine will be presumptuous. What do you think of Mirari: Basque equivalent of miracles?

-A demon daughter called miracles? - I don't think so- he said turning his bright yellow eyes mmm ..

Maybe ... Nessa: Irish name, means "ambitious". A name like that could bring you luck, you know, always looking for successes. - He added with a dreamy look.

-No, ambitious by name? ... I am not convinced my love and if we call her Leilani? she comes from the Hawaiian culture and its precious meaning is "flower of the sky".

-No Angel will not only be from heaven, it is ours, remember? Something that does not represent both of us or we want it to be neutral.

- How Fabiola, Laura or Tamara? -Said the angel thoughtfully-
-Azirafel you are thinking with your stomach, those names mean food or plants, look Fabiola: it means bean cultivator, Laura: it means "laurel", Tamara: it means "palm tree".

How about a name that focuses more on our feelings for her? Because I think we are focusing on our own characteristics. - said the demon.

Oh dear… mmmm… I feel that she will be very loved, very dear, what do you think? Azirafel pointed out.

Crowly smiled enigmatically and leaned over his lover to kiss his- I think we have already chosen a perfect name love.

We did it, well I have not found out what it could be- said the angel.

Beloved and dear her name will be Darlyne: name of English origin, which means "dear, beloved". Crowly said with a triumphant look.

Or darling is perfect ... Darlyne .- said the angel - by the way talking about our fairy to be born ... I deciphered a little more of the book is only two other paragraphs but do you want me to read it?

Crowly looked at it for a few seconds and sighed- yes read it- he said seriously- from the beginning please.

I found this place. After years of tireless searching, how many times did they call me crazy just to mention it? However now I carry the test with me. Maybe it is a crime or a sin, but I had to steal one of the seeds, no one would believe that they exist without seeing them. However, since I stole it, I feel that I am being persecuted and now as I write the only thing I can think about is giving this book to someone who will keep it safe and hiding the seed in it, until I can get back to my book…

Now as I find myself in the dim light of my room, with the curtains and windows closed in the light of this single candle, my mind goes wild in the memory of Agnes Nutter, not the crazy one that today everyone rejects for having written that book, but the 19-year-old Agnes that I once knew and followed that night ... when she was alone crossing the forest with a flashlight, there were already rumors that she was a witch and that she surely had a satanic contract.
That is false- Crowly interrupted- I have been here commissioner for 6000 years I know the person in charge of those contracts and she never signed any- the angel looked up- sorry I inadvertently interrupted you continue…

I don't know if it was true but I had followed her out of curiosity before, whenever she entered the path, and turned on the big rock that had curious runes carved after that point she disappeared. So this time I waited for her hidden at a safe distance and I was successful. She reached the riverbank where the fireflies, like little stars surrounded her, Agnes is too crazy, I thought. She speaks to a bunch of fireflies, sitting on the gnarled root of a protruding huge tree. I approached more in silence the one they call Agnes Nutter today, a mature woman who is called a witch, she was a beauty at 19 years old, graceful, thin with fine features and long black hair, like the maiden in a story. Only then did I notice that perhaps it was I who had gone mad, as she spoke to brilliant fairies, some in the form of men, others in the form of women, all with butterfly halls that shone beautifully no higher than my hand, from wrist to shoulder. the tip of my fingers.

And here Agnes Nutter appears again, we really owe her a lot- said the redhead- so she spoke to fairies, and this botanist followed her because she was pretty, surely believing that she would see some girl dancing naked, they love to tell humans that witches work and dance naked in the woods. It's just your libido running overtime.

It is possible dear, but instead found a witch or maiden who talked to fairies.-added the angel.

And then he stole one. He probably told everyone he had seen fairies and branded him as crazy. Agnes probably denied everything so as not to add fuel to the fire-Crowly pointed out.

I think this incident must have tormented him for a long time, between the incident of him seeing Agnes Nutter with the fairies at his 19 years old and the date of publication of his last botanical book, surely there are 20 years of difference or more and his Biography says that his parents sent him to study in France. There were always rumors that it was to cover a great shame.- Azirafel said

To be called crazy for saying that the crazy woman in town is a witch who talks to fairies, it must be painful if you are not 5 years old. However, we already have a clue that our little fairy is from an English forest. But since we are in quarantine and we have no more clues ... I think I will prepare something to welcome Darlyne - the demon said happily going to the guest room.

And I'm the one who spoils? Mmm ... - The angel stood up and went for the flower that was still a bud, he raised it with everything and a flowerpot and when passing through a ray of light that illuminated the petals, the silhouette of the fairy could be seen inside the bud, when the angel noticed it, arranging the flower against the light.

Darling, are you comfortable like this? - asked the angel.

- Yes, daddy, I'm comfortable-

-Then we will start, today I chose several stories for you precious.
Azirafel began to read aloud to him and this time from time to time, he asked the fairy something of the reading to be sure that he understood him.

And of course this is so, fairies grow quickly within their cocoons and are much more advanced than human children. But it is something that Crowly and Azirafel are going to learn soon.

To be continue