(no subject)
Private
Thisss is certainly unexpected. It's been - what? Six thousand yearss? And now the island or my high-and-mighty-Lord-and-Master hasss decided that I'm better off with literal over metaphorical slithering.
Mmh, I rather liked Crowley over Crawly. I had handsss. And thumbs. Quite useful for driving the Bentley.
/Private
It'sss a pity snakes don't eat apples, isn't it? They're normal onesss too, and they're all going to go bad if thosse monkeys over there decide to use them as projectile weaponsss. Any takers before they do?
((So uh surpraiz apple tree and Crowley is a snake right now, chillin' in the tree. \o\;; Also the apples are seven deadly sin apples, so if you take a bite of one you'll get the overwhelming urge to act wrathful/lusty/envious/slothful/greedy/gluttonous/prideful. Your choice.))