DaringestDevil's profile picture. Never underestimate the King of Hell, darling. I know a lot of swell tricks. #WaywardVerse

Crowley

@DaringestDevil

Never underestimate the King of Hell, darling. I know a lot of swell tricks. #WaywardVerse

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swirled the glass of scotch in his hand that suddenly appeared in his hand as his mind turned to what was going on in the world and his hopes that those troubles wouldn't be haunting his doorstep until he was ready for them.]


smirk that began to form on Crowley's face as a reprieve from punishment and released the slightest sigh of relief. He was willing to allow it this once.] Take better care of my little ones or it'll be you that's taken care of. Capiche? [As the woman bowed her way out, Crowley -


a one of his precious brood, not when he was left with so few of them. So, it wasn't quite the army of souls he as intending to foster, but, plans can be changed and the hell they would unleash on Earth once they were properly trained and motivated... The demon mistook the small-


blasted things out if they weren't fertile enough to put to his use! Such a waste.] Perhaps, if I skin you alive and pin you to the wall that would teach the little buggers to behave better? [The look on the wretch's face was a balm to his current sour mood. He didn't dare waste-


corral 30 screaming brats? [That number stuck in his craw. All that time. All that work put in to the clinic, and the nursery that followed, and for what? For a few handfuls of viable eggs and then nothing?! It seemed ridiculous that the bloody corpse would continue to spew the -


[One leg lay stretched out before him, the other flat footed on the floor as Crowley lounged in his most comfortable chair, his mind trying not to wander as he listened to the demon in front of him drone on and on. Would the woman never stop whinging?] Exactly how hard is it to -


passing row upon row of other cradles, most occupied. Stepping out of the door, he checked his pocket watch.] Time for a drink.


it in.] Sleep, precious. We have so much work to do together. [He gave the child one last look before walking across the room to the door, -


closing the door behind him before transporting them both to his private residence. He set the child down in a pram with a smile, tucking -


speaking over his shoulder as he went.] After all, he's suffering the loss of his wife and child today. [He cooed at the little monster -


See that he's cared for. [He stepped between the nurses, picking the baby up and cradling it in his arms. Turning, he heading for the door,-


mother? ["Died in childbirth, sir."] The father? [The two looked at each other briefly. "He's in the waiting room." He nodded slowly.] -


stretch, enjoying the uncomfortable looks on the demons' faces before straightening his jacket and giving them a tight smile.] And the -


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