An Unexpected Customer

Chapter 2: Miracle Tea

Most visitors to A.Z. Fell’s bookshop in Soho would say they have some trouble in the store – they can’t find the owner or the book they would like, or the place doesn’t take cards. For a borrower taking up residence in the cozy shop, the problems that can arise are entirely different. Oscar isn’t prepared for his encounter with the very humanlike owner of the shop.

Then again, Aziraphale isn’t prepared for his encounter with this miniature visitor, either.


After a bumpy start, Aziraphale and Oscar manage to have a real conversation with some surprises for both of them.

An Unexpected Customer

Chapter 1: Rather a Bad Start

Most visitors to A.Z. Fell’s bookshop in Soho would say they have some trouble in the store – they can’t find the owner or the book they would like, or the place doesn’t take cards. For a borrower taking up residence in the cozy shop, the problems that can arise are entirely different. Oscar isn’t prepared for his encounter with the very humanlike owner of the shop.

Then again, Aziraphale isn’t prepared for his encounter with this miniature visitor, either.

Excerpt: An Unexpected Customer

I’m still working on it! Very soon I’m thinking I will split this story into parts because it just keeps growing, and I want to start posting things. For now, here’s another excerpt of my foray into Good Omens fanfiction.


Finding what to say was the next monumental task. Aziraphale’s hands twitched at his sides, and then he clasped them in front of the worn buttons of his waistcoat. He didn’t even think of sitting in the chair, as inviting as it was with its extra cushion leaned against the back and all. He couldn’t help thinking of his first assumption, that the little fellow was a mouse, there to chew on the books and make a mess of things.

Now he’d gotten a proper look at him, he didn’t seem like the type to chew on the books. He certainly didn’t look at all prepared to try to buy one either. In fact, the little fellow mostly seemed frightened, as if he wished to be anywhere in the world other than the bookshop.

Despite his usual protectiveness over his cherished volumes, that last bit did not sit well with Aziraphale at all.

“Dear fellow, it … it seems we’re off to rather a bad start.”

Excerpt: Unexpected Customer

So I, like many, was very easily won over by the Good Omens miniseries over on Amazon. I loved the book, and this adaptation launched the bar for book-to-movie adaptations into space. I ended up wanting to try to write a story with the characters from it (as always, with an OC of mine thrown in to help me keep up momentum). This is an excerpt from the resulting WIP.

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As the sudden loss of its exit thwarted the little creature, Aziraphale resumed his approach to fetch it.

He knelt down as soon as the little thing fell into his shadow. One hand left his side in preparation to hastily gather the little mouse up and put it outside (no way in heaven or earth did he have it in him to kill it). But he stopped.

“Oh. Oh dear,” he murmured to himself.

That was not a mouse.

Random Facts about Jacob Andris

(From the Chase in Lilliput AU)

This AU version of Jacob still has roughly the same backstory as usual. Son of Greek immigrant parents, lived in Carlisle, Iowa. His father died when he was 8 years old and his mother didn’t remarry until he was 16. He’s an avid outdoorsman and is very good at roughing it, a skill which came in handy once he took up residence in Lilliput.

His memories of how he shipwrecked in the first place are very hazy. The next thing he knew, really, was waking up to find a tiny little person on him. True to Jacob fashion, he was grabby; he’s often grabby when he encounters tiny folk. Once it really sank in that he wouldn’t be leaving anytime soon, Chase sort of became his guide and his anchor. It’s kinda scary to be lost in a strange land, but he has a buddy so he’s okay!

The little folk of Lilliput tend to be very fussy. They’re full of energy and a willingness to scold him or boss him around, and Jacob finds this very amusing. He prefers it to them being scared of him, so he tends to go along with what they say without much argument. He lets Chase think that he’s the one who tamed the giant.

He’s been working on getting the local livestock used to him. A lot of cows have learned that he’s pretty good at giving them scritches, and he very rarely tries to lift them up, so they’re learning. The sheep are more skittish, but he has high hopes. Goats never cared how big he was.

It does bother him sometimes that he has no clue how to get home. He does his best not to let that show when the feeling comes up, since he doesn’t want his small friends to worry. They can’t do something about it any more than he can.

Chase In Lilliput – Taxi!

I had to return to this AU. I can never stay away for too long, Jacob as a giant is just too much fun! So what does a resident giant do when everyone you know is busy? Make new friends, if you can! Jacob’s so kind to these little folk. It’s no wonder most of them warm up to him so fast. 

 ( Chase In Lilliput Tag )

Approx. Reading time: ~5 minutes


The people of Lilliput bustled about in such a hurry. Errands and work and trading drew many of them out of their homes, especially on a clear day like this one. Everyone had things to do and places to be while the sun still shone.

Unfortunately for Jacob, that included the family of Lilliputians that had taken him in. The Lisongs had their work in one of the bustling markets in the middle of town where Jacob couldn’t go. Chase and Minnie, their kids and his first friends since he washed up on the shore, had classes to attend. Jacob didn’t yet know where they went on such days.

Being the resident giant, he couldn’t exactly wander into town whenever he liked.

Continue reading “Chase In Lilliput – Taxi!”

Excerpt: Chase in Lilliput

I’ve been working on the next installment in the Chase in Lilliput AU! I don’t have a title for it yet, but it’s been so cute so far. I wanted to share an excerpt!


Jacob found himself near an edge of town he didn’t often visit. There were walls blocking in the city proper, but a handful of buildings clustered at the wall, built sometime later. They had their own little plaza with a fountain out there.

Jacob inched closer to peer over the buildings and see the fountain. He made sure his steps didn’t wander into anyone’s yard by mistake. He’d nearly broken the Lisongs’ fence on his first day in Lilliput, and he hoped to avoid more scolding.

At least a scolding Lilliputian was better than a scared one. Jacob was self conscious enough without someone pointing and screaming in terror of him.

Excerpt: Harry Dresden, Wizard

I haven’t written much for the Dresden Files universe yet, but at one point I read a prompt that lead me to give it a try. The following is a snippet of what I ended up with, mostly an attempt to match some of Jim Butcher’s eye for detail as well as the distinct voice of Harry Dresden, professional wizard.


White lace curtains fluttered in the warm breeze. The gentle aura of the room settled over everything in it like a comforting hand on the shoulder. Sunshine, pure and bright, splashed over the pink, well-worn rug by the window, and spilled over it to the floorboards. The bed was made, draped over with a similarly-threadbare pink quilt and a teddy bear perched and waiting by the pillow. A thin vanity desk sat at the opposite wall, a single closed diary resting at its center. The mirror, polished and proudly displaying the room for all to see, bore notes written in dry-erase marker in a remarkably steady hand.

The room was cutesy, is what I’m trying to say. Cutesy and innocent and precociously girly. Even the pink wore pink.

Happy Birthday to Oscar

Oscar’s birthday was on March 7th! Some lovely notes have come in for him:

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Happy Birthday to the cutest smol Oz ❤


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(meant to send this yesterday) Happy Brithday Oscar! Have cake!


“It’s … it’s my birthday already? You’re sure?” Oscar asked. He’d completely let it slip his mind. Not many things could sneak up on a master of stealth like him, but dates and holidays were a notable exception. He never remembered when Christmas or Easter was coming until they were there, much like his own birthday.

“That’s the truth, Oz,” Dean replied. He had leaned down on his crossed arms on the table, an attempt to be more at Oscar’s level. It didn’t completely work, but he could at least watch a smile grow on the little guy’s tiny face.

Sam already had his silver knife out of its sheath, but he offered it to Oscar instead. “We got it onto our calendar as soon as we knew. No more excuses to forget it!”

Oscar’s cheeks turned slightly pink. “Th-thanks!” He eyed the knife before taking it with reverence. Sam didn’t let that knife go very often, but one exception wouldn’t hurt. While Oscar hesitated with the knife over the miniature cake they’d brought him, he stammered out a defense of his own forgetfulness. “I-it’s not like I ever celebrated my birthday before. I’m usually too busy is all!”

“And miss out on cake?” Dean scoffed, even as Oscar finally cut into the little cake, an experience he’d never had a chance to try before. “We’re makin’ up for lost time, here.”

Oscar huffed, but didn’t let Dean’s teasing ruin his concentration. The first slice was a fourth of the whole cake, transferred onto a makeshift plate of aluminum foil. With it set aside, he offered it up to the full sized human and tried to ignore how small it looked. “W-well. Thanks again, guys. Better help me eat the cake, since you came all this way.”

Sam helped himself to his own more reasonable slice of cake while Dean accepted the small piece with a fingertip. Even then, they both waited for Oscar to have his own piece and try his first bite of birthday cake before having any for themselves.

“Happy birthday, Oscar.”

Made Up Title Game

Phoenix said: Another made up title for you cause this is fun: Battle of <strike>Wits</strike> Snark (I know asks don’t let you do html but… )

I adjusted the title slightly to line up with the idea that came to mind: Battle of Wits/Snark

A two part story in which Bowman Leafwing meets Sherlock Holmes. You could expect a lot of arguing in circles between these two on the best of days, and I wouldn’t give them the best day at all.

Part 1 is the battle of wits as Sherlock discovers this tiny, leafy thing fluttering around (perhaps it’s Lost Bowman, escaped after a trip overseas). Bowman can play keep-away quite well, and could escape at least one grab by chomping down on Sherlock’s hand. Eventually, though, the spry detective would manage to capture the fluttery sprite and stop all that wheeling about.

Then comes part 2: the battle of snark. Sherlock would go from smug over catching the little green critter to shocked as Bowman starts cussing at him. Bowman isn’t one to give up, no matter who he’s up against, and he certainly doesn’t hold back his opinions (of which there are many). Sherlock might still try to run some basic tests (he’s not about to hurt the little guy), but if he thinks Bowman will let him focus, he’s dead wrong.