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[onlyanapple]

Honestly, you take a small nap for a couple of weeks and the whole place goes down the pan. You people honestly can't be left alone for five minutes, can you?

[He'll give a scoff, flicking through the journal pages]

Not that I actually care or any bollocks like that, but people I don't hate: are any of you dead and/or left to greener pastures? I need to update my address book.

[Then, carefully, he'll start to write...]

RESOLUTION #1 - I will learn not to -

[There's a tap of a pen, then a sigh. He can't do it. Not without the angel]

Nope. It's not the same.

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[eat_me_beat_me]

[tiny blue footprints appear on the page as if a tiny person had stepped in ink and walked around on the journal.]

I'm alive... If in miniature.

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley taps the pages of his journal, entranced for a moment]

...Really now? How miniature are we talking?

[eat_me_beat_me]

[she sighs, about to answer when she inadvertently flutters her wings and lifts off the page. She yelps and tumbles in the air before landing on the other side of the page.]

A few inches... With wings. I'm a fucking fairy.

[onlyanapple]

[There's an extended silence. A silence soon filled with laughing. A lot of laughing]

[eat_me_beat_me]

Oh fuck off! Like you've never had an embarrassing loss before!

[onlyanapple]

I've never turned into a pretty little fairy before. [Still laughing]

[eat_me_beat_me]

[keep this up and she might paint the Bentley, Crowley.]

Oh bite me you fucking snake.

[onlyanapple]

[She wouldn't DARE]

I would, but I think Mark might get jealous.

[eat_me_beat_me]

[oh she would]

Mmm probably. Though with the amount of people he ended up kissing thanks to the Nutcrackers...

[onlyanapple]

Oh? Do tell me. I haven't had my tallies in yet for the kissing game.

[eat_me_beat_me]

Why am I not surprised that was your idea! Zelos told me about it.

[onlyanapple]

It's one of my favourite games. I wait for it every year.

[eat_me_beat_me]

Mark got about five or six kisses I think. Nowhere near what Zelos was telling me he got. [She laughs] I didn't get many at all this year, only one or two.

[onlyanapple]

I shall have to send consolation prizes.

[eat_me_beat_me]

Oh yeah? What do we get?

[onlyanapple]

One bottle of booze. You choosing.

[eat_me_beat_me]

[Yes Crowley give the teenagers booze. Good.

She thinks for a moment, going over the various drinks she and Mark have tried with the booze they'd been able to swipe or get other people to give to them.]

How 'bout Disaronno?

[onlyanapple]

[It's a flawless plan]

Sure, sounds perfect for the situation.

[eat_me_beat_me]

No, really, it's the bomb when you mix it with cherry Pepsi. We call it a Cherry Bomb.

[onlyanapple]

...Okay, you've tickled my interest.

[eat_me_beat_me]

You should try it!

[onlyanapple]

I might just do that.

[eat_me_beat_me]

Don't suppose that tip might be worth another bottle, would it? [Hey, it's worth a shot]

[onlyanapple]

...Sure, why not. You earned it.

[eat_me_beat_me]

Sweet! Thanks!

[SCORE! Best demon friend, Crowley. BEST]