Hello everyone! How is everyone night or morning? I had the idea earlier to make separate stories not relating to "He's a Monster..." all involving Crowley and more than likely myself because I suck at reader inserts lol. Plus he deserved to be loved by someone.

Anyway, I don't know what all i'll write but they'll probably be oneshots/twoshots/threeshots or short stories. This one will be a short story so maybe 5-6 chapters. Depending on how creative I get and what ideas I think of.

Now onto what you've been waiting for:

Summary: In this short story, Crowley and myself (Lexi) get turned into dogs after falling asleep in the bunker and waking up in a alley in a unknown, or mostly unknown, place. Due to being dogs, they can't help but chase squirrels, bark at cats, or become afraid of storms.

For the most part, Crowley has control over himself and can hide the fears he now has easily, allowing him to have more time stopping Lexi from killing herself by running into the streets or comforting her when she's scared.

On their journey to find who did this and return to their old selves, they learn to enjoy the other's company more than they already did, start to like the attention beings dogs gives them, and even end up running into familiar people before the fun ends when they get caught and taken to the pound.

With Crowley powerless, they are forced to sit and hope someone gets them both out of there before they get put on death row. Crowley just hopes whoever gets them out doesn't have him neutered or they'll have to put him down due to his aggression he already shown when they tried to split them up.

But who is the mysterious man that they start seeing and eventually sees as a volunteer at the pound? They feel they should know him but don't recognize him at all. Unlike the person they met earlier who they did recognize. So who could he be? And is he a friend or someone that knows who they are and wants to get rid of them both?

With the boys busy dealing with Lucifer and the soon to be birth of his son, it seems they are on their own to battle their problems together.

Holy shit that was a long ass summary huh? Lmao. Moving on to other things:

Rating: This will be a cutesy story full of fluff with swears mixed in but otherwise nothing too bad. So... it's gonna be rated T for the swears but it won't be a lot.

Warnings: None.

Characters: Mainly Crowley and Lexi (OC/myself)

I think that's about it. Enjoy!

Crowley One-Shots & Short Stories

Puppy Love
Chapter 1 -

"Finally. They're gone." I mutter to myself as I stand by the door to the garage and watch the boys and Mary leave to go find Castiel.

Once they're out of sight, I shut the door and head back downstairs to where Crowley was sitting and looking pissed off.

"Don't look at me like that." I roll my eyes as I walk back up to him.

"What? I can't glare at my baby-" Crowley let out a yell when I pulled the knife out of his hand.

"No. No you can't glare at your babysitter." I reply, setting it down on the table as he gave me a weird look. "Now why are you looking at me like that? Did you want the knife to stay in?"

"Uh no." He blinked and shook his head. "Just wasn't expecting you to take it out."

"Well, the boys are gone and what they don't know won't hurt them. Besides, it would've gotten boring sitting and staying here instead of moving around the bunker and quite frankly, I need a walk." I shrug.

"Should I get a leash?" Crowley smirked and stood up.

"Haha. You're hilarious." I say with a straight face.

I glance down to his hand and see that it's still bleeding out.

"We should get that taken care of. And clean all that blood up too." I say, still looking at it.

"Got any bandages?" Crowley asks and I nod.
"Follow me." I reply and turn to walk away.

"Well, what should we do. Go help the boys or stay here and have some fun ourselves?" Crowley asks as we walk to the kitchen.

"I wouldn't mind having a beer and I'm sure you'll like a whiskey, right?"

"I could go for one." I see him nod out of the corner of my eye. '

"Let's get that hand taken care of first though." I say as we reached the kitchen. "I'll grab a first aid kit. As you can imagine, we have like 10 of them in here."

"I wonder why…" He said sarcastically.

After about 20 minutes, I cleaned up his wound and put some bandages on it. Once that was done, we went back to the main area, cleaned up the blood, and got some whiskey and a beer.

"Lexi?" Crowley started suddenly.

"Hm?" I hummed, checking my phone for any messages since I left it there while I took care of Crowley.

"Why didn't you just go with the boys?" He asked.

"Because they told me to stay here." I replied.

"Still. You're 20 years old. You could've just left with them." Crowley replied, taking a sip of whiskey, watching me scroll through my phone.

"Can I admit something to you?" I turned my phone off and glanced up to him to see him staring at me, curiously.

"Anything, darling." Crowley said. "What's wrong? I can tell something is bothering you."

"Well…something is bothering me." I replied with a sigh and look away, focusing on my bottle.
"Go on…" He urged.

"Yah know how you saved me from the BMOL a while back after they kidnapped me and was slowly and painfully torturing me to death instead of just terminating me quickly like they did with other American hunters?"

"Yes." Crowley nodded, feeling a sudden anger overwhelm him. He knew how damaged and in pain I was and used his magic to fix me the best that he could so I'll be my old self again.

"Mary was actually the one to shoot me with this special gun that weakened me severely. And this was before she was even close to being brainwashed."

"I didn't know mama Winchester was the one that kidnapped you." Crowley said and I nodded.

"Yeah. Well, it happened….literally right there." I pointed to the other side of the table we were at.

"Where were the boys?" Crowley asked.

"Out getting food." I said, sadly and avoiding his eyes. "You know what she said to me at that very moment?"

"Hm?" Crowley hummed and I looked back to him.

"That she felt that I was only fooling the boys by making them see me as a 'younger sister' and was planning on backstabbing them one day. That I should be executed before I got the chance to hurt them." I started. "Among other hurtful words that I tried to laugh off but failed…"

"….I know Ketch was probably putting things inside of her head, even if she wasn't brainwashed yet. But it still hurt. And all because I'm friends with you and I guess in a odd way, Rowena too." I finished with a huff.

Crowley was silent for a moment and allowed that to sink in. he felt a mixture of anger and happiness. He hated hearing that I was still hurting in a few ways and the boys didn't even know it. But he was happy to hear that I did see him as a friend.
"That's awful." He finally said. By that point, my head was resting on my left arm on the table and I was staring at the wall on the other side of the room. "I'm sorry you had to suffer through that."

"To make things worse, I already had a very low self esteem and confidence. The boys actually helped me come out of my shell. But hearing how I was a lost cause and a not a hero…how I deserved to die for simply knowing that not all monsters are evil… that really fucked whatever confidence I finally had and now my self esteem has been back to being dangerously low."

"I don't see why it wouldn't be so low. Has Mary even apologized for hurting and trying to kill you?" He asked.

"Hm hmm." I gave a confirmation hum. "I told her I forgave her but truth is, I didn't. I can't bring myself to forgive her no matter how much I want to. And I can't find it in me to trust her either."

"What reasons, other than her being their mother, would you have to even want to trust her? Especially since she helped kill other hunters. Yes she was brainwashed by that point but she was perfectly aware of what she was doing when she tried to have you killed." Crowley replied.

"True…" I trailed off and lifted my head, looking to him. "Yah know, I still don't like how hostile she was towards you when you first met before saving Cas. Thanks for that by the way."

"You already thanked me for that. I'm surprised she didn't start trusting me even slightly after that." Crowley said.

"Why would she? Especially since everyone in that barn was almost killed due to her not wanting to give up that damn thing."

"I suppose." He shrugged.

"To be honest, I was hoping they'll tell me to stay here with you rather than sitting in the back with her." I smiled.

"I'm glad you're here keeping me company and got my hand taken care of." He smiled back.
I giggled happily and finished my drink. After yawning, I decided a nap sounded nice.

"Getting sleepy, darling?" Crowley asked and I nodded.

"Sort of." I rubbed my right eye.

"Well, why won't we move to your bedroom. After all, you didn't want to stay in here the whole time anyway." Crowley suggested.

"Okay." I nodded again. "Come on."

After getting to my bedroom, I laid down on one side and patted the other, motioning Crowley to lay down too. Once he did, I relaxed my muscles and closed my eyes.

"Crowley?" He hummed as a response. "Please don't go. I don't want to wake up bored and alone."

"I'm not going anywhere." Crowley said after a few seconds. "Now go to sleep. I'll be here when you wake up." He put two fingers to my forehead, effectively knocking me out.

Once I was sleeping, Crowley sighed and closed his eyes too. He didn't need to sleep but a little rest didn't hurt anyone.

- Later -

A few hours later, I woke up with a whine. I wasn't on my bed anymore that's for sure. If Crowley moved me as a joke, I'm going to kill him and make sure he stays dead.

"Crowley…?" I started as I opened my eyes.

Looking around, I noticed immediately that I was on the ground and in a alley. And that everything seemed bigger than usual.

"What the Hell…" I made a move to get up on my feet but stayed on all fours instead. "Huh…?" I looked down and what I saw surprised me.
I could still see in color, thank Chuck for that, but when I looked down I saw brown legs and white paws with black nails. Walking a few times in a circle, I could see the rest of my small body was mostly brown with some dark brown on my back and tail and more white on my chest.

"What in the name of HELL did Crowley do to me!?" I literally growled out loud. He was asking to die.

"What are you growling and yelling for you mutt?!" I heard Crowley's voice down the alley a ways and turned around to head that way.

"What did you do to…" I looked around but only saw a black pug, wearing a gray tie, that shakily got up to his feet. "…me…"

"What are you talking about-" The pug, with Crowley's voice, said as he stared at me and looked me up and down. "…Lexi?"

"…Crowley?" I said back.

"Why are you a actual mutt now?" He questioned.

"Why are you a pug?" I asked and he stared at me for a moment before laughing.

"Very funny." Crowley said.

"Dude. Look around, everything is bigger now and don't you feel like you're on all fours instead of two feet?" I asked, taking a few steps towards him as he took a few towards me.

I could see the smile that was on the dog's face drop as we reached each other. Crowley looked down and behind him, realizing what I already knew and told him.

"WHY AM I A BLOODY DOG!?" He yelled towards me.

"I was hoping you'll know." I replied.

"Why would I turn us both into dogs and ditch us God knows where?"
"I don't know." I titled my head. "What's the last thing you remember?"

"I put you to sleep and closed my eyes to relax and wait for you to wake up." Crowley said, confirming what I remember.

"Okay. That's the last thing I remember." I said. "Would Rowena do this as a sick joke and to annoy us?" I sat down as I asked that.

"I don't know…maybe…" Crowley shook his doggie head and sat down across from me. "But I feel like this wasn't done by a witch…"

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"It feels more like what a trickster or something would do. I mean, if my mother did this, she would've sent us to the pound and lied about us attacking her to have us killed." Crowley said and I thought about what he said, which was true.

If Rowena did this, she would've sent us straight to the pound. Or split us up and abandon us wherever. She wouldn't keep us together like a trickster would do.

"Now that you mention it, this does seem like something a trickster would do but why us? And whose the trickster?" I asked.

"Would about that archangel?" Crowley suggested.

"Gabriel? Isn't he dead?" I asked. "Maybe Chuck finally brought him back but now is a pretty random time to do it. Unless he is going to help the boys take care of Lucifer and his kid but why would he turn us into dogs first?"

"I don't know…" Crowley huffed and stood up. "Come on, Lexi-pup."

I stood up and followed him out of the alley and onto the sidewalk.

"We have to find a sign or something to figure out where we're at." Crowley said and began walking a random direction.

"Let's hope we find something soon." I said as my stomach growled.
"Really? You're hungry now?" Crowley looked back to me. "Actually…"

"What?" I asked. "I can't help that I'm starving!"

"Literally." Crowley muttered and looked at my sides. "You're ribs are showing slightly."

"Same as yours." I said, inspecting him as he inspected me. "I also just noticed I'm not too much bigger than you. You're about the average size for a pug, other than being really malnourished that is. And I assume I'm about the size of a Pit Bull? Maybe smaller?"

"Sounds right." Crowley nodded. "Well, let's go look for a sign AND food cause now I'm hungry too."

"Why don't you just use your demon powers?" I suggested as we began walking in a random direction.

Crowley stopped walking and tried to face palm himself.

"Stay." He commanded to me and tried to teleport. "…They aren't working. None of my powers are working!"

"None of them?" I pinned my ears back, unconsciously. "That's not good! So we're both really hungry, normal dogs?"

"It would seem so." Crowley replied with a huff. "This is going to suck."

"You can say that again." I replied and started walking with him following.

"Well, we aren't in a big city. That's obvious." Crowley said, looking around.

"Yah know, I feel like I've been here before…" I say as I begin to recognize the area.

"You probably were." Crowley said.

"Hmmm."

I'm actually working on a picture of the dog versions of them. It'll be a awful pug cause I can't draw them but oh well. I'll probably post the picture here whenever it's finished.

I'm actually working on a picture of the dog versions of them. It'll be a awful pug cause I can't draw them but oh well. I'll probably post the picture on tumblr or my deviantart whenever it's finished. Tumblr is same as here: RegularPsycho13 and DA is HuntingSPNthangs13