@hellfireprince
“You’re a prince of Hell?” Crowley asked, clearly unimpressed by what he was seeing in front of him. “I don’t really see what all the fuss is about.” He began to slowly walk, not quite circling yet, but coming very close to doing so. It wasn’t that Heaven was making a fuss about the man - Heaven didn’t make ‘fusses’ about anything. They were much too composed about literally everything to do that. But they certainly had told him to be careful of him. Now, standing across from him, he didn’t really see why.
“So - why are you here, exactly? The last time I saw a prince was Beelzebub, and they only came up for... some important thing,” he said vaguely, flapping a hand to show he didn’t care to remember what it was. “Anyway, are you gonna be a thorn in my side, or what?”
















