"Who's Daddy's Boy?"
E/O Drabble Challenge, phrase: "This might sting"
Summary: You know you're going to lose the war when your most trusted underlings are changing over to the opposite camp.
A/N: I know – there are so many wonderful things you can do with such a pretty phrase... it wasn't easy to chose one that didn't involve Dean's butt :-)
He sat in his favorite wing chair, the glow of the flames caressing his features while he nipped at the amber liquid.
The man in the cage smiled, humming to the sound of tortured souls drifting through dark caverns.
"Enjoy playing with my toys, demon?"
"Sorry to disappoint but there's a new king in town..."
"Ahhhh."
The smile widened.
"You agree, pup?"
Lucifer ruffled the air, receiving a blissful whining.
"This might sting, tailor, but you're simply too small to fit the job description."
Crowley growled.
"Come here boy, time for lunch!"
But nothing followed him but Lucifer's cheerful laughter.
