[Accidental videopost]

[dontfeartreaper]

[The video shows Crowley reading a police novel on the couch when he notices Maddie playing with a leaf on the floor. He raise an eyebrow and approachs the plant the leaf fell off, a Zebra plant crowded by a lot of more different ones.]

Oh my, poor you. You are not feeling well? You been like this for some time now [He was talking to the zebra plant, his voice was calm and sweet—in other words, it was utterly terrifying.] But see your sisters, they're doing quite well, what I'm going to do with you, hm?

[Crowley’s slender fingers caress the leaves of the plan, fear was irradiating from it like a burning sun. The rest of the plants shake slightly and a leaf fells from the Tail flower. Crowley frowns]

Seems like you're giving a bad example to your sisters. [The demon takes the zebra plan in his hands and looks heartbroken. The other plants seems as terrified as a creature without face can look.] You know that I hate to do things like this, right? [he says to the plan with a sad expression on his features.] You all are breaking my heart.

[ And even if this is said in a pitying voice, the plants learned long ago to fear it. Crowley disappear on the balcony with the plant and after some tense moments a crash is hear. The orchids decide that it was the perfect time to bloom, even if it wasn't the season, the Calathea looks a bit more green than before, and Maddie is still playing with the leaf on the floor when Crowley return to the room,
whistling.]

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[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

[And another pause. But, surprisingly, a moment later he does get up and walk over.]

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[Small steps, but steps. Crowley made a beer appear an offer him. ]

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

[That beer is very gratefully taken, and half of it is downed within moments, leaving him to cough slightly at the burn in his throat.] ....thanks.

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

Not a problem. [Well he finally got you out of the room and more or less acting civil...he didn't thought that he was going to go that far...]

You should find a job.

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

[Cori would have something to say about having such low expectations for him, but....it's probably for the best.] ....like what? It's not like we can leave this damn resort.

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

You can still work on the hotels. [You know it's true, hush.] Or as a bodyguard.

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

You think I'm still qualified, after that little show of yours? [Bitter? Him? Of course not. But....bodyguard, huh? Something he had at least some experience in....]

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[He's trying oh so hard to not repeat the 'little show' with you right now. His glare probably tell you how much.]

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

[He's almost tempted to invite him to go ahead, if only so he could vent himself....]

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[He's trying again.] A bodyguard job can be good...