A Moment In Hell
Rowena: “Another difficult Caption Contest picture! He’s a cruel one that Other Other Winnnnchester!”
Crowley: “I must admit he’s making even me at my most evil look rather amateurish.”
Rowena: “Aye, a run for yur money to be sure. Don’t be so hard on yourself. I’d cast a spell on him if I didn’t enjoy it so much!”
Crowley: “Or HellHounds. Big, slobbering beasts. To rip him apart. Piece by piece. Slowly. But actually I owe him a thanks. I’ve instituted the contest as a new method of torture so Win-Win!”
Rowena: “You couldn’t resist. You just had to quote him, didn’t ye? You can’t go one minute without talking about, referencing, quoting or bringing him up. As if one summer galavanting around wasn’t enough!”
Crowley: “Dean? I think that’s “Winner, winner, chicken dinner”! And it wasn’t a galavant so much as it was a bromance. Like House and Wilson in the end without the motorcycles. Or the cancer diagnosis. And the fact that he’s not a brilliant diagnostician with a limp...”
Rowena: “Binge much? Wilson? More like House and Cuddy. Denial is not just a river in Egypt. That sounds like Dean. So predictably common.”
Crowley: “The Nile. Admit it, he grows on you. Besides have you looked at him? The green eyes, that sarcastic smirk... Is it hotter than normal in here or is that just me? Ok. Stop stalling. What about this damned contest?”
Rowena: “Ach. I give up. It’s too hard. Yes, he does have adorable freckles and those killer lips but me? I’m more of a Sam girl. Plus the fact that he’s destined to be the one to kill me adds just the right amount of spice. All kind of hot. And he's so firm! When I think about-“
Crowley: “Enough. I don’t want to hear your Winchester fantasy anymore than you do mine. Trust me. Think tentacles, shackles and whipped cream. Besides - don’t forget it is Saturday. There doesn’t appear to be much response to this one. Apparently we aren’t the only ones stumped. So we will wait for the new posting.”
Rowena: “You ARE a novice.”
Crowley: “Did I mention evil whipped cream?” And who’s the novice? Fifth? Try Sixth and a half base!”
Rowena: “He told you? That flannel philanderer. Well, that’s the last time I try to impart my expertise. Sam appreciated it. At least I think he did seeing as he chose not to use that moment to strike me down...”
Crowley: “Focus Mother.”
Rowena: “Even the Black Grimoire was no help. And before you ask, there is nothing in The Book of the Damned either. Or the Codex... Surely you know ye can’t go by it being the week ending. Not with this Torture Master!”
Crowley: “A man after my own cold, dead heart.
Rowena: “Are we talking about Dean again or the Other, Other?”
Crowley: “Both. I wonder how he feels about an evil whipped cream three way?”
Rowena: “Ordinarily a three way is boy-boy-girl or girl, girl, boy. Not-“
Crowley: “Now who’s the amateur?”
Rowena: “What’s French for a foursome?”
Crowley: “I’ll bring the shackles!”
- AlyCat22.
