Aziraphale replied seriously:

"That is how it starts. As soon as you start thinking that humans are beneath you, you begin the path to being Fallen. I will not let that happen to you. "

Sandy looked at him. He seemed serious. “Hmn. So I can stay with you?” She asked a bit hopeful. She felt secure with the Angel.

Aziraphale nodded.

"That would be best. I don't want anything to happen to you."

Sandy sat. “What would that make us?” She asked. “I also want my powers back!” She said, maybe a bit too quickly.

Aziraphale replied serenely:

"That would make me your guardian, in charge of you. You would be my ward. Since you've shown how irresponsible you are, you will not get your powers back. "

Sandy was happy with the title but did put up a fight at the powers. “No!” She went to him and grabbed his vest. “Ah no! Give them back!” It didn’t sound mighty at all with her little voice and her little frame.

Aziraphale serenely removed Sandy's grip, holding her hands firmly.

"You won't get then back until I know you won't hurt anyone."

His face grew stern.

"Stop fighting me, or I will introduce you to a punishment the humans use."

Sandy looked up at him frowning. “W..what? You can’t! You can’t punish me! Especially not like any human! I’m not a human!” She uttered and frowned even more. Oh dear. Someone sure needed a bit of discipline.

Aziraphale replied sadly:

"Indeed I can, and you are clearly in need of it!"

Smoothly, he scooped Sandy off the floor and dropped into the chair behind his shop counter. Firmly, he placed her across his knees, pinning her easily despite her struggles.

The young Angel didn’t know what was going on but did squirm. “A..ah! W..what are you doing?” She felt quite strange and helpless over the Angel’s lap!