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"This is horrendous!" said Aziraphale when he stepped into cow manure. Again.
"It's nature. Deal with it, Angel."
Crowley wanted to be done with the mission. Nobody told them they would have to deal with a werewolf, a witch and some really dumb trolls. He was over it.
"Oh, look!" said Aziraphale. "An orchard! Maybe we could stay inside the house for a bit and maybe..." he sprinted to the nearest tree, "we can have some apples!" He was already lifting it towards his mouth.
"Don't!" shouted Crowley suddenly. Then he pointed towards the orchard. There were dead bodies everywhere.

"Oh, I got it!" Tony shouted suddenly. He was currently trying to pick Prince back up from where he fell over. "We'll find the giants and they can help us! We'll just get on their shoulders and they will carry us through this damned forest!"
"Huff, puff, Tony," Wolf answered. "Firstly, the giants are not climbing down. They are dying out. And did you know about the alcoholism? This would end in tragedy! I could die! And even worse, Virginia could die! And do you know how much they eat? They would eat all the bacon! Huff, puff, Tony. Bacon!"

"Kdo kdy slyšel o omeletě bez hub?" zeptala se houba a nechápavě zakroutila kloboučkem.
Tonda se ale jen zasmál. "Vás jíst nebudu."
Ještě nějakou dobu trvalo, než se jim podařilo ho přemluvit. Mezitím už dorazila i Veronika.
Proti omeletě protestovala jen chvíli. I voda z močálu jim najednou připadala jako nejchutnější víno.
Pak přišel na řadu odpočinek. Oba byli vyčerpaní a písnička, kterou houby zpívaly, působila jako ukolébavka.
Už si ani nevzpomněli na to, co jim víla kladla na srdce.
Položili se do měkké trávy a slastně zavřeli oči.
A pak přišla noční můra. Ze které se už neměli probudit.