What is going on part 2

"Have you tried miracling anything?"  Aziraphale asked as he continued to stare at Crowley.  He was suddenly very worried about what could be going on, a million worse case scenarios running through his head. 

"Have I..."  Crowley turned to look at him.  "Oh, absolutely!  Because the very first thought I had when I looked in the mirror and saw this..."  He pointed to his eyes.  "Was that I better miracle something up."  He then rolled said eyes.  "It's been exactly thirty seconds since I noticed, Azirpahale.  When did I have time to try to miracle something up?"  Crowley draped the towel he'd been drying his hair with over his shoulders and then crossed his arms. 

"Well, perhaps now would be a good time to try, dear."  Aziraphale said with a tone that indicated he was completely done with Crowley's attitude. 

"Alright, fine.  Yes.  Miracle away."  Crowley said as he tried with his usual up from below hand gesture.  Nothing happened.  "Just a cup of coffee...."  He tried again with the same gesture, still nothing.  He looked at Aziraphale and there was actual panic on his face this time.  Was he human now?  Was he going to have to suffer through mortality? 

"Darling."  Aziraphale moved a little closer and put a hand on Crowley's arm.  He was trying to stay calm.  "Try it like this."  He said as he made his usually down from above hand gesture for his miracles.  A cup of cocoa appeared on the edge of the sink.  Crowley closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath to calm himself. 

"Right.  Okay.  Try it like that."  He kept his eyes closed as he did as Aziraphale had done, down from above.  It was a very strange gesture to make after literally thousands of years of doing it the other way. 

"Oh thank Heaven."  Aziraphale said softly and Crowley's eyes shot open.  He looked at the counter and there was a steaming cup of coffee sitting next to Aziraphale's cup of cocoa. 

"I....wait....."  Crowley kept looking between Aziraphale and the cup of coffee and then back up at the mirror and then back again.  "I...." 

"Calm down, darling."  Aziraphale said as he lightly rubbed Crowley's arm.  He looked like his brain was actually going to explode.  "Let me see who I can talk to about this.  See if I can get any information."  He smiled. 

"There's no need for that."  Michael said from just outside the bathroom.  They both made rather undignified noises and the two mugs were knocked onto the floor. 

"A little warning would be nice, Michael."  Aziraphale said rather angrily. 

"Apologize."  Michael said in a flat tone that indicated it wasn't meant at all. 

"What do you want?"  Crowley crossed his arms again.  He really had wanted that cup of coffee. 

"You're both to report to head office immediately."  Michael looked absolutely bored.  She gave them a local address and then departed. 

"Head office?"  Crowley raised an eyebrow as he looked at Aziraphale. 

"It seems that we're being called to Heaven for a meeting."  Aziraphale cleared his throat. 

"Heaven.  Right."  Crowley nodded.  Crowley hadn't been on good terms with Heaven in a very, very long time.  "Suppose all black doesn't really fit the dress code."  It was said more than asked. 

"I think it'll be fine on this occasion."  Aziraphale nodded.  He wasn't expected to have a whole new wardrobe so soon, was he? 

"Right."  Crowley nodded again and went into the bedroom to get dressed.  Heaven.  This was going to be interesting.