I thought it was pretty much established I can be a pretty big idiot.
[Self-deprecation is a Winchester trope, Crowley, deal w/ it.]
Even still. I'd like to think there's something still human hanging on in there.
[After all, Sam saw something fatalistically human in Meg's eyes, moments before they had to fight; moments before she died. While it didn't tear him up too much, there was... something. She spent her whole life fucking the Winchesters over. Couldn't deny that there were times in his life Sam would have stabbed her to death and would've never looked back.
Hell, even though he killed Ruby, he saw something human there, too. He wouldn't have been with her for so long if he saw otherwise.
Sam sees possibilities in demons. A bit world weary about them, this guy, and he saw the person you once were, Crowley. Your big talk doesn't really hold up. Not to the moose today.]
[... He figures that was about how well that question would go. Still. Worth a shot, right?]
Not so bad, once you get used to it.
[Read: He doesn't like you and you've done a lot of horrible crap that is the worst of the worst, but it would have been nice to give you back your humility. Hell, maybe he was even a little content to. If not to make you feel like shit for all the stuff you've pulled (come on, Sam's nice, but he's not against a silent vendetta), then maybe just simply to make you a better person. Or hell, maybe even loved later. Like you wanted, remember?
Just— sudoku. At least ask for something that'll last longer or whatever.
[ Adam has no sympathy. Well, maybe a little. Mostly because Crowley's stuck with the Winchester boys, and for the both of them, that's never a good thing. ]
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You're welcome.
[shut up i can be pissy all i want
i'm like dry-wheezing on the side of a car somewhere out there]
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Why would I be thanking you?
[Death is better than the half-mutated monstrosity Sam left him as, which Crowley wholeheartedly believes but will never actually say.]
You screwed the pooch, moose. The only person thanking you is that rotund idiot Metatron and I wouldn't take too much pride in that.
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[ asshead ]
... Not the worst mistake we've made. We'll figure it out, after we throw you somewhere.
... Maybe install some padding first to drown out all the talking... Or leave you in a decent-sized hole in the ground...
[ he seems pretty unjoking about that tbh
good ol dry humor ]
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[It's said with a sudden harshness, bitter and furious.]
The only one who has to figure anything out is you.
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[ don't even care Crowley ]
Not happy about the glimpse of humanity? I though it suited you pretty well.
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[Evenly.]
Do you really think you were successful, on someone like me?
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[Self-deprecation is a Winchester trope, Crowley, deal w/ it.]
Even still. I'd like to think there's something still human hanging on in there.
[After all, Sam saw something fatalistically human in Meg's eyes, moments before they had to fight; moments before she died. While it didn't tear him up too much, there was... something. She spent her whole life fucking the Winchesters over. Couldn't deny that there were times in his life Sam would have stabbed her to death and would've never looked back.
Hell, even though he killed Ruby, he saw something human there, too. He wouldn't have been with her for so long if he saw otherwise.
Sam sees possibilities in demons. A bit world weary about them, this guy, and he saw the person you once were, Crowley. Your big talk doesn't really hold up. Not to the moose today.]
...
HBO, though. Seriously?
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Even Kings of Hell need to unwind.
As if your hobbies are any less idiotic.
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okay tumblr is unfounded but if sam knew about it he'd totally reblog peaceful mountain images or some shit]
I just expected something a little grimmer. Maybe -- playing golf with shrunken heads. Or something. Not reciting lines from... Girls?
[what is that]
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That's on Thursdays.
[Is he telling the truth? Or is he not?
He's probably not.]
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He doesn't even have an ipad.
i want an ipad can a man of letters get a fucking ipad around here]
... Right.
Sounds like an eventful week. I'm guessing the Sudoku's on Sunday.
Too bad your schedule's up in the air now.
[:))))]
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[Somewhat tartly.]
And you are grossly underestimating me if you believe I'm going to allow you morons to lock me in a basement.
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[how's my sass, sensei]
We managed to kidnap the King of Hell well enough. I'm sure we can figure something out.
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[Somewhat flatly, as he slides his hands into his pockets.]
Perhaps if he had done more than stab me in the neck, I would have enjoyed it.
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[a pause. a thoughtful, long pause.]
... How'd it feel? Being almost -- human you. From before.
[Sam Winchester: abruptly asking personal, heavy questions after dry wit battles since 1983. How else can he make Crowley annoyed and/or awkward?]
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Itchy.
[Read: fuck you, Sam Winchester. He's not telling you shit.]
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Not so bad, once you get used to it.
[Read: He doesn't like you and you've done a lot of horrible crap that is the worst of the worst, but it would have been nice to give you back your humility. Hell, maybe he was even a little content to. If not to make you feel like shit for all the stuff you've pulled (come on, Sam's nice, but he's not against a silent vendetta), then maybe just simply to make you a better person. Or hell, maybe even loved later. Like you wanted, remember?
Don't we all 'deserve to be loved'?
Nice heart-to-heart there, Crowley.]
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[He's trapped in his half-cured state in Adstringendum and it gives him something of a problem on a daily basis.]
But never you fear, I'm adaptable. And you'll pay for your stupidity soon enough.
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[ you better be playing nice in your game, mister ]
Besides, you might need our help. Abaddon didn't seem to like you much. Who knows what she's up to now.
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[ crosswords are better. ]
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[Crowley is screwed, in every sense of the word. There's little point in pretending otherwise.
He may as well make the Winchesters' regret ever taking him into custody while he's at it.]
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[ For a human, anyway. ]
Just— sudoku. At least ask for something that'll last longer or whatever.
[ Adam has no sympathy. Well, maybe a little. Mostly because Crowley's stuck with the Winchester boys, and for the both of them, that's never a good thing. ]
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[No sympathy ever, asshat.]
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[xoxo]
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[Die in a tire fire <3]
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[Come on Winchesters this is asking for trouble.]
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[Bitter and irritated.]
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This will not end well.
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Best say your goodbyes now.
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[But he doesn't doubt Crowley means what he says, and that he will if he opportunity.]
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