scaresplants | 13: The unluckiest number

[Well, the curse this week is highly amusing for Crowley. After all, even though he could perfectly sense people's desires on his own, seeing people's thoughts was even better. The SFC turns on and Crowley smirks- his own bubble is filled with dark smoke and something that looks like a little green snake, twirling in its depths.]

Seeing people's true thoughts- isn't that funny to see? I bet a lot of you are hating every moment of this- but not me. This is like my own personal holiday over here.

C'mon, don't be afraid to show your faces. I want to have a good look at what is going on in your minds...

[Crowley chuckles and then presses a button, intent on filtering to one of his best friends in the city.]

Hey, Nodoka. How are you d-

ERROR. NUMBER CANNOT BE LOCATED.

[The demon stares, then presses the button again.]

ERROR. NUMBER CANNOT BE LOCATED.

Hold on. What's going on with you? Are you malfunctioning or something?

ERROR. NUMBER CANNOT BE LOCATED.

[Suddenly, Crowley understands, and his face shows it- his bubble flashes images of him and Nodoka together, and the snake inside matches Crowley's look of utter shock.]

B-but...it couldn't be. Not Nodoka. Not her. N-not now.

[The demon sets his face in determination, completely unaware now that the SFC is still filming him. He presses the filter button again, this time for a different number.]

Um, Aziraphale? Just...can I come over and hang in your place for a while? It'd really he-

ERROR. NUMBER CANNOT BE LOCATED.

No. No no no no. This has to be some kind of bloody joke.

[Crowley presses the button again and again, with numerous "ERROR"s sounding out before he stops. Oh, this is just too cruel. For the first time in a long time, Crowley actually looks scared- almost like a child who has been left behind in a world he doesn't understand. The bubble darkens, and the snake inside curls up in a corner, peering out with shining yellow eyes.]

[After a long pause, Crowley laughs, though it's without any feeling.] So this is what I get when I let myself get attached. I see how it is.

[Another laugh, and a dark look settles on the demon's face. Pictures of him and Aziraphale flash in his bubble, happy and carefree.]

Thanks a lot, Vatheon. I-I wish I had never come here. I'm just your plaything, aren't I? A plaything which you build up and make happy before your tear their whole life apart like a kid tearing down his sandcastle.

[A demonic grin.] And you know what? I don't want to be your damn plaything anymore.

[And with that, the SFC suddenly turns off. People who come by the area later will discover a mangled SFC on the ground, crushed to the point where it doesn't look like an SFC anymore...]

[It'll take a while for him to get in the mood to reply.]

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What do you think?

... Do you want me to come over?

...

Whatever suits you, I guess. Just as long as you don't bring your psychotic brother with you.

I won't bring him. Where are you right now?

In the forest. Look up.

[Yeah, he's just sittng in a tree. Hey, he feels at home there, what wit him being a snake and all.]

I'll be there soon.

[It doesn't take him too long to get there, and he closes his eyes, trying to pick out the demonic energy. He opens his eyes again and heads to the left, looking up to see if he can spot Crowley.]

[And there he is, sitting on a branch with his wings out. When he catches sight of the kid, he waves.]

Hey.

[He waves back to Crowley.]

Hey. How are you doing?

What do you think?

[Crowley folds his wings around himself, sounding bitter.]

... [He sighs, and attempts to start climbing the tree.]

[... He's not doing too well at it.]

[HE IS FACEPALMING OVER HERE DON'T MIND HIM.]

Really? I mean...really?

[He stands up, and with a jump he's on the ground, wings fluttering.]

Don't hurt yourself.

[H-hmph.]

I could have gotten it.

[He's a city kid, not a 'climb trees out in the woods' kid.]

Were you just thinking up there?

Thinking? I do a lot of thinking. Too much for my own good, really.

[The snake in his bubble twirls, peering at Katsu with yellow eyes as Crowley smirks.]

So, what are you here for? Tell me.

[He peers at the snake curiously, a vague 'huh' floating through his bubble.]

I wanted to make sure you were okay.

['It sounded like you were close to people who left... even if you're a demon that doesn't mean you can't be affected...']

I'm fine. I've been through worse. A demon isn't supposed to get attached anyways.

[He frowns, and the words "I shouldn't care" appear in his bubble before fading away.]

Just because you're not supposed to doesn't mean you can't, or don't.

['But you do. And that's okay, I think.']

Hmmph.

["Look at me. I'm getting lectured by Abel himself. What a lovely turn of events for the Serpent of Eden."]

A demon is meant to be alone, Abel. That's what the Man Upstairs thinks. We're already too far from salvation for anyone to care about our wellbeing anymore.

Well I don't think that.

['Loki had feelings, I'm sure of it. So did that Black Frost, and all the demons I worked with.' 'Just because I'm His Messiah doesn't mean I agree with everything He does.']

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