I don't care who you gave your word to, you're shitting out every detail you know. [ he has to know. living in the dark has really never sat well with dean. ]
Apparently I get mixed up in Cain's crap. Something about a Mark and the First Blade. Ganking Abaddon, going on a power trip, taking on-- some douche named Metatron and kicking it 'cause I'm all about flying solo at that point. [ he hasn't lived through any of it, but he refuses to think Sam might be leaving out things at this point in the game. ]
And then... I come back. But batting for your black-eyed team.
[ Of course they would leave out the part where they tries to cure Crowley as some sort of self-loathing punishment or the part where they kept him chained in a dungeon. ]
Oh and you got Kevin killed just like I warned him you would, but that can't surprise you.
[ his face twists into something less than pleased, his words coming out harsh. ]
I know about Kevin. [ that spoiler had been thrown right in his face the moment kevin had shown up in wonderland wondering why he wasn't a ghost any longer. as for crowley's problems... no one's said a word. ]
So when were you gonna tell me, huh? Or was it fun to just kick back and sip on whatever frilly fruit drink you enjoy, and watch me run around without knowin' a damn thing?
I told you I promised I wouldn't give you any spoilers. You kept me in a dungeon for months and let Abaddon take over my kingdom in the process. Don't you think I might've wanted to yell at you about that?!
[ His voice rises as he goes until he's yelling, but he calms himself again and keeps going. ]
Besides what good does knowing any of that do you? You won't remember it when you leave. It's just an excuse for you to make everything all about your sad little feelings. Believe it or not, Bella Swan, not everything I do is about you, but while we're on that subject, I've kept plenty of secrets for you here, so how about you cut me a little slack?!
[ dean wishes he could punch crowley square in the face. ]
Excuse? Dude, it's-- my fuckin' life, and I don't-- [ want to become a demon. ] For some reason I figure you freakin' forget about what you said before, and tell me about something as big as changing into a goddamn demon of all things back home. It's not something you just keep to yourself. Not when I could up and disappear in the next hour and come back as one. [ then they'll have a party on their hands, won't they? ] So no -- you don't deserve any slack.
You wouldn't have even believed me. Do you honestly think if I told you that you were going to be a demon that you would have thought I was telling the truth?
[ He sighs audibly. ]
For what it's worth, it was that or death and I haven't left your side since it happened. I don't intend to. You and I make a good team, Dean.
[ no, he wouldn't have believed crowley for a goddamn minute...
dean feels his stomach roll, the fact that he is indeed going to end up a demon settling more heavy in his gut. ]
So what, you're my babysitter now? You got a leash and everything? [ ugh. ] Or am I helping you polish your freakin' crown or something? What's the deal?
It's tragically less kinky than that. We're pals. We're just drinking and playing games. Seducing women.
[ Okay maybe it's a little kinky, but Dean doesn't need to know that. ]
You're a demon because you took on the mark to kill Abaddon, not because you sold your soul. You might want to think that I swindled you, but it's not as if I knew it would happen. Cain warned you that the mark came with a price, but neither of us asked what that price was. You didn't care.
Yes, but I don't know if it will work since it was the mark that turned you. It's after your time, but you and Sam did find a way to cure demons.
[ The finger-quotes are practically dripping from the word. ]
He tried to do it to me a while back and you did it here, but you both stopped just short of it. It's not... pleasant. Is the idea of hanging around with me really that bad?
Wait, we seriously tried to un-demon you? [ ......okay, dean can't help the snort. now that's gotta be something. ] What would you even be if not a demon?
[ sure, he knows crowley had to be a human once upon a time, but to imagine him as one now.... ]
Hanging around with you ain't the damn problem, Crowley. It's being... one of you while doing so, alright? From what Sam told me he's tearing himself apart looking for me.
[ That's potentially one of the nicer things that Dean has said to him and that little part of him that he'd like to pretend wasn't changed by all that blood soaks in what apparently passes for camaraderie these days. ]
I would be human, Dean.
[ A miserable, broken, guilt-ridden human. ]
And you're the one who didn't want Sam knowing where you were. Nothing is stopping you from calling him except you.
My plan? I'm still King and honestly? I'm having a good time with you. Most demons are too stupid and bloodthirsty to be anything more than peons. You're not like that.
[ Though Crowley wouldn't mind if he were perhaps a tad more malleable. ]
Yeah, okay, no need to get all buddy-buddy about it.
[ we're good together? christ.
but he had asked, and the answer is surprisingly enough not as horrible as dean was ready to make it out to be in his bleak little mind. he has no idea how to feel about that. ]
You get that I'm taking your word on this, right? As much as I hate to do it.
You can't really blame those who don't, you know. But whatever-- we're not having a Dr.Phil moment about this. You're on thin ice and with good reason-- maybe you don't deserve the crap here, but we all know shit follows us back from home.
[ so basically just... keep doing what you've been doing, sort of, and maybe things will blow over? god, dean can't believe he's even saying this stuff to crowley of all people. ]
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Apparently I get mixed up in Cain's crap. Something about a Mark and the First Blade. Ganking Abaddon, going on a power trip, taking on-- some douche named Metatron and kicking it 'cause I'm all about flying solo at that point. [ he hasn't lived through any of it, but he refuses to think Sam might be leaving out things at this point in the game. ]
And then... I come back. But batting for your black-eyed team.
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[ Of course they would leave out the part where they tries to cure Crowley as some sort of self-loathing punishment or the part where they kept him chained in a dungeon. ]
Oh and you got Kevin killed just like I warned him you would, but that can't surprise you.
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I know about Kevin. [ that spoiler had been thrown right in his face the moment kevin had shown up in wonderland wondering why he wasn't a ghost any longer. as for crowley's problems... no one's said a word. ]
So when were you gonna tell me, huh? Or was it fun to just kick back and sip on whatever frilly fruit drink you enjoy, and watch me run around without knowin' a damn thing?
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[ His voice rises as he goes until he's yelling, but he calms himself again and keeps going. ]
Besides what good does knowing any of that do you? You won't remember it when you leave. It's just an excuse for you to make everything all about your sad little feelings. Believe it or not, Bella Swan, not everything I do is about you, but while we're on that subject, I've kept plenty of secrets for you here, so how about you cut me a little slack?!
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Excuse? Dude, it's-- my fuckin' life, and I don't-- [ want to become a demon. ] For some reason I figure you freakin' forget about what you said before, and tell me about something as big as changing into a goddamn demon of all things back home. It's not something you just keep to yourself. Not when I could up and disappear in the next hour and come back as one. [ then they'll have a party on their hands, won't they? ] So no -- you don't deserve any slack.
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...Even if I kept you in a dungeon.
[ whatever that means. ]
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[ He sighs audibly. ]
For what it's worth, it was that or death and I haven't left your side since it happened. I don't intend to. You and I make a good team, Dean.
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dean feels his stomach roll, the fact that he is indeed going to end up a demon settling more heavy in his gut. ]
So what, you're my babysitter now? You got a leash and everything? [ ugh. ] Or am I helping you polish your freakin' crown or something? What's the deal?
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[ Okay maybe it's a little kinky, but Dean doesn't need to know that. ]
You're a demon because you took on the mark to kill Abaddon, not because you sold your soul. You might want to think that I swindled you, but it's not as if I knew it would happen. Cain warned you that the mark came with a price, but neither of us asked what that price was. You didn't care.
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And that's it? No murder and mayhem, just-- hanging out? [ he knows it's probably too much to hope for, but he has to right now. ]
You think there's a way to reverse it? Other than Ruby's blade to the gut.
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Yes, but I don't know if it will work since it was the mark that turned you. It's after your time, but you and Sam did find a way to cure demons.
[ The finger-quotes are practically dripping from the word. ]
He tried to do it to me a while back and you did it here, but you both stopped just short of it. It's not... pleasant. Is the idea of hanging around with me really that bad?
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[ sure, he knows crowley had to be a human once upon a time, but to imagine him as one now.... ]
Hanging around with you ain't the damn problem, Crowley. It's being... one of you while doing so, alright? From what Sam told me he's tearing himself apart looking for me.
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I would be human, Dean.
[ A miserable, broken, guilt-ridden human. ]
And you're the one who didn't want Sam knowing where you were. Nothing is stopping you from calling him except you.
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Guess demon-me isn't feeling too brotherly. [ he wonders what sam will do to him once he does find dean. it's only a matter of time. ]
So what's your plan back home? Bar hop and... bar hop some more?
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[ Though Crowley wouldn't mind if he were perhaps a tad more malleable. ]
We're good together.
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[ we're good together? christ.
but he had asked, and the answer is surprisingly enough not as horrible as dean was ready to make it out to be in his bleak little mind. he has no idea how to feel about that. ]
You get that I'm taking your word on this, right? As much as I hate to do it.
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[ This is what he's wanted all along. To work with Dean in Wonderland. To be allies. This is a step towards that, at least. ]
Any other questions while we're having honesty hour?
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Just... try not to stir the pot, alright? I don't need everyone knowing about what's gonna happen.
[ though he realizes crowley's actually kept his mouth shut too well up until now. but still. ]
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[ He pauses, trying to think on his words. ]
It's nice to have someone other than Blake return the effort.
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[ so basically just... keep doing what you've been doing, sort of, and maybe things will blow over? god, dean can't believe he's even saying this stuff to crowley of all people. ]
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[ Definitely not. ]
But if you can let some things... go, then I can let some things go.
[ Blake's death, for example. Maybe. ]
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anyway. ]
Fine. Consider it let go.
[ sort of. winchesters never let go of things, but then, neither do demons. ]
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[ And with that, he's done. ]