Christmas with Crowley
Characters: Crowley, Gerald
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Warnings: None
Summary: It's hard to celebrate the holiday season in hell.
A/N: probably my only contribution to the spn_bigpretzel holiday drabble competition. Sorry team eggnog!
“But sir-“
“I don’t want to hear ‘but’ Gerald. It’s too often followed by ‘can’t’. This is not the time for negativity.” Crowley tucked a sprig of holly behind one ear and leaned back onto his tinsel bedecked throne.
“The problem is-“
“’Problem?’”
“Um, no sir. Not a problem, per se. More a matter of tradition, really. Perhaps if you would consider doing your holiday baking above ground we could achieve better results.”
Crowley sighed. “You’re not getting into the anti-spirit of this grossly commercialized time of year. Now, go find me some hellfire that won’t singe my Santa cookies.”
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Warnings: None
Summary: It's hard to celebrate the holiday season in hell.
A/N: probably my only contribution to the spn_bigpretzel holiday drabble competition. Sorry team eggnog!
“But sir-“
“I don’t want to hear ‘but’ Gerald. It’s too often followed by ‘can’t’. This is not the time for negativity.” Crowley tucked a sprig of holly behind one ear and leaned back onto his tinsel bedecked throne.
“The problem is-“
“’Problem?’”
“Um, no sir. Not a problem, per se. More a matter of tradition, really. Perhaps if you would consider doing your holiday baking above ground we could achieve better results.”
Crowley sighed. “You’re not getting into the anti-spirit of this grossly commercialized time of year. Now, go find me some hellfire that won’t singe my Santa cookies.”