Supernatural - Crobby
Once upon a time there was a demon called Crowley. A dark soul with unlimited amounts of sass and a deep uncontrollable love for what should be his enemy… a hunter! Bobby was a stepping stone in the path to defeat the original king of hell, Lucifer (also known as Lucy to his brothers), but after a passionate kiss to seal a deal he found himself irreversibly in love. However, as the new king of hell, Crowley fought against the pull to this man but couldn't help himself from getting entangled with Bobby and his friends, Sam and Dean, again and again.
A deep voice called to him, a manly beard perched upon a wheelchair. As the demon drew closer the man leapt up and demanded his soul back; the demand in his tone creating a memory that the demon would play back again and again. "Gimme my soul back idjit!" …
The room swam back into focus including the very beard upon which his daydreams were based, Crowley leaned forwards… "Sir, what in hell do you think you are doing?" With a start Crowley realises that he was about to kiss Ellsworth and quickly straightens up and attempts to regain the ultimate sass that was Crowley. He raises an eyebrow and waits for the employee to state his reasons for disturbing the king of hell before he sets Growley on him.
The employee starts and, quivering slightly in the fiery tornado, offers a dpad (essential for all top notch demons) for Crowley to observe. Shakespeare could not have described the look on the demon king's face at that point as he loomed over an image of a squirrel, together with the great moose, teaming up with Meg the wench who is the most stuck up 'loyalist' that Crowley has ever had the misfortune to know. And that was not all as also upon the scene there was approaching an angel and not just any angel, oh no, this was the one, the only, the hot (and also very much taken) CASTIEL!
Furious at these events, Crowley snapped his fingers, simultaneously causing the employee to lose his head and to teleport himself to his field office with the Moose's grandfather, Sa'mule'el. The 'mule' rose steadily to approach the oncoming storm but Crowley was too professional to show his feelings as feelings can get you killed (as proven by Mary, John, The moose … okay basically all the Winchesters in all of time but I digress.) Calmly, but with a whole bucket of sass, Crowley laid out his plan to Samuel and gained his acceptance by dangling a female shaped carrot in front of his nose, boy does the king of hell know how to twist people's arms ( in fact sometimes he twists them right off.)
Back in hell Crowley settled into his armchair (made out of real arms naturally or even supernaturally) and prepares to crush the Winchesters' souls (apart from the moose as Lucifer and Michael had already placed dibs but oh well.)
Dedication
Thx 4 doin' my typin' Bex