Jun 17, 2012 20:02
Crowley was not pleased when he caught wind of what the current running plan was for getting Lucifer in the Cage. Really, he'd liked Sam because he seemed at least passingly more possessed of common sense than his brother, and at least less likely to perform a stunning coup de grace on his own train of thought. He pops in silently, all crossed arms and a sharp look as he catches Sam alone. No doubt researching the next case of preventing their assisted suicide by anything fanged or clawed they can find.
"You know, darling, I get that you Winchesters are masochists, and if that's your thing, far be it for me to prevent you from buying yourself an eternity of the cornucopia of delights that Hell has to offer. If you like, I'll even get you a free ticket myself."
There was a flicker of actual anger, because say what he might, he was actually more than a little bit fond of the boys. Sam especially, their initial disagreements over his nature aside. The fact that he wanted to just pop off and say yes to Lucifer when he'd put so much time and effort into keeping them alive so that they could beat this... Well. It was more than a little frustrating.
"However, can we please leave our sexual dalliances out of the picture until we've, you know, stopped the bloody Apocalypse?"
He almost yelled the last part, taking a breath, his hand going to the bridge of his nose. Really, he almost couldn't believe how stupid they could be. Almost.