Lemon Drops
Harry studied the demon masquerading as a nurse – its true visage was atrocious.
It had been quite some time since he'd visited a world that harbored demons (and now the possibility of other Monsters In The Dark rose astronomically).
So when he sensed it approaching, his wretched curiosity had him in motion. He'd swiftly intercepted it just before it reached Castiel's room. Closing the door behind him and standing as tall as his meager height would allow, he seemed a self-appointed sentry (almost like a stone gargoyle – he snorted at the thought). He wasn't sure what the stain was doing here of all places – as he understood it, demons didn't just help others out of the goodness of their shriveled, evil hearts – but it wasn't a threat enough for him to worry.
The demon had taken the body of an attractive young woman. The body had pretty brunette curls that brushed past the shoulders. It wore the standard nurses' scrubs and carried a clipboard. Its name-tag read 'Meg'.
It walked directly towards him (seeing as he blocked its path), having the nerve to smile condescendingly. How cute. "Move aside, sweet cheeks," the demon drawled sweetly. It made him feel slithery and in desperate need of a shower. "I've come to check on Clarence, there."
"Hmm... I think not."
"Oh?" the demon masked its ire with feigned patience quite well. "Why not, pretty boy?"
"It's simple, really," Harry grinned, a brilliant idea striking him. Like a stone gargoyle indeed...
He plucked the clipboard from its wicked clutches, pretending to skim over the information as the stain crossed its arms in clear irritation. Tossing the clipboard to the side after a moment and ignoring the scathing glare (read: pathetic 'angry pout') sent his way, Harry gave a slightly-crazed grin (he had an image to maintain, after all).
"You haven't given me the password yet, silly stain!"
It rolled its stolen eyes, struggling to keep its 'tolerant nurse' disguise in place. "Can you tell me the password?"
"Ah, ah, ah! Can't say!" he sing-songed joyously, giggling like mad. Which he was. "Buuuuut... I'll give you a hint, silly stain."
Harry glanced around for eavesdroppers before he motioned for the demon to come closer, as if he were about to reveal a great secret of the universe. "It's a sweet treat," he stage-whispered.
Two minutes and fourteen guesses later, he fell into a heap of gasping laughter as the demon stalked away in frustration. He could figure out its ulterior motives later.
A/N: Just got angel-blocked :) Drop a review for my quick update?