„No!" annoyed at being disturbed when he was talking to his favorite little doggy Juliet, Crowley kicked the door shut and leaned back in his chair. Soon enough the door opened again and the King bit out an angry, „What!"
„My Lord," a low class demon started but Crowley just shook his head and said, „No, I don't want to hear it." When the demon still didn't move he raised his eyebrow and asked, „Was I unclear?"
„No, my Lord, I am sorry." With that the disturber quickly left and Crowley was thankfully once again left alone with his precious puppy.
„My King, are you scearing the servants again?" came a gentle woice from the door.
„Miss Kashmir, how very delighted I am to see you," the higher demon said happily.
„Oh?" breathed the girl quitly.
„I have work for you," the king specified.
„Of course, my King, whatever you wish me to do, I will," Kashmir answered with a smirk.
„I need you to keep an eye on the Winchester brothers, they have become quite a stong ally for me and I want them to remain in my reach, so I need you to go to that bunker of theirs and stay there with them," explained Crowley.
„Shall I go undercover or tell them you sent me?" she asked at that, completely nonpulsed by the command.
„Do as you wish, but I expect both you and them to be reachable when I have need for your assistance. Have I made myself clear?" Crowley demanded.
„Of course, my King," she answere and started to leave. On the door she turned back and asked, „Can I also take Cathrine with me?"
„Yes, you may do that," the King of Hell replied and then added, „keep in touch, will you? I need some entertainment while dealing with the stress of being a king."
„My Lord, I wouldn't dream of leaving you aside."
