DEW: And All the Men and Women Merely Players
Title: And All the Men and Women Merely Players
Author: theymp
Prompt: Crowley & Shakespearean plays
Genre: Humour
Characters: Crowley and Rowena
Pairing: none
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 100
Warning/Spoilers: none
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters - these were created by Eric Kripke - I'm just borrowing them. I'm not making any commercial gain. No harm or infringement intended.
Summary: Crowley and Rowena have an argument with slightly more literary references than usual.
"I will wear my heart upon my sleeve" - Iago, 'Othello', William Shakespeare
Rowena stamped her foot. "Och Fergus, ye'll never take center stage while mooning over that Winchester boy."
Crowley waved a hand to dismiss his mother's droning. "Putting it in terms of walking the boards, I see myself more like Iago-"
"Cuckolded?"
Crowley sighed. "I follow him to serve my turn upon him."
"Ye'll never get anywhere making another man your master," argued Rowena.
"Jealous? And I thought Dean was the green-eyed monster!"
Unimpressed, Rowena crossed her arms.
"Speaking of which, he ought to be here by now. Dean? Where are you, Dean?"
"Och, go look for your Romeo," she stormed.
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Author: theymp
Prompt: Crowley & Shakespearean plays
Genre: Humour
Characters: Crowley and Rowena
Pairing: none
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 100
Warning/Spoilers: none
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters - these were created by Eric Kripke - I'm just borrowing them. I'm not making any commercial gain. No harm or infringement intended.
Summary: Crowley and Rowena have an argument with slightly more literary references than usual.
"I will wear my heart upon my sleeve" - Iago, 'Othello', William Shakespeare
Rowena stamped her foot. "Och Fergus, ye'll never take center stage while mooning over that Winchester boy."
Crowley waved a hand to dismiss his mother's droning. "Putting it in terms of walking the boards, I see myself more like Iago-"
"Cuckolded?"
Crowley sighed. "I follow him to serve my turn upon him."
"Ye'll never get anywhere making another man your master," argued Rowena.
"Jealous? And I thought Dean was the green-eyed monster!"
Unimpressed, Rowena crossed her arms.
"Speaking of which, he ought to be here by now. Dean? Where are you, Dean?"
"Och, go look for your Romeo," she stormed.
(;,;)