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The Art of Manipulating an Angel and a Hunter

Chapter 9: Chapter 9

Summary:

Dean and Cas get their revenge on Crowley.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

“Hello b- what the fuck!?” Crowley yelled as he fell back onto an armchair after being shot by Dean.

 

“Crowley. Good of you to join us,” Dean smirked, clicking the safety back on the gun and shoving it back into the waistband of his jeans.

 

“YOU SUMMONED ME TO SHOOT ME WITH A DEVIL’S TRAP BULLET!” Crowley screeched.

 

“You’re lucky that’s all I did after the shit you pulled, you dick!” Dean yelled back.

 

“What I pulled? Are you kidding? I was helping! Moose, back me up here!” Crowley pleaded.

 

Sam scowled. “Not a chance Crowley, Dean and Cas filled me in on everything you said and did.”

 

“And now,” Castiel added, “you’re going to pay.”

 

Crowley’s eyes darted back and forth between the three men. 

 

“First of all,” Dean said. “You’re going to promise, to never try to set anyone else up, ever again.”

 

“Good God no! Fat babies in diapers can keep their bloody thankless job!”

 

Dean smirked. “Second of all…” Dean punched him before gripping his chin. “If you ever make even the slightest suggestive comment towards Cas…”

 

“Or Dean,” Castiel interjected.

 

“I will kill you. No innuendo, no nothing. Got it?”

 

Crowley glared. “Wouldn’t dream of it.”

 

Dean let go of his face and stepped back. 

 

“And finally,” Dean said, “we’re going to give you a tiny taste of the suffering you caused us.”

 

At that, Sam held up his hands and exited the room.

 

Crowley gulped. “Where is Jolly Green going?”

 

“He doesn’t want to be part of this,” Dean replied. “Doesn’t have the stomach for it.”

 

Castiel stepped towards Dean and gave him a soft kiss before turning towards the demon.

 

“Well Crowley, just remember, this was your fault, isn’t that right my love?” Castiel said, facing Dean again and smiling.

 

“That’s right Sweetheart,” Dean responded, reaching around Castiel’s back to pull him close.

 

Crowley’s nose wrinkled. “Ugh, mind fetching a bucket for my vomit?”

 

The pair ignored him as Dean started running his fingers through Castiel’s hair.

 

“I love you so much Dean.”

 

“I love you too Angel.”

 

They swayed slowly as if dancing to music that nobody could hear but them.

 

“Okay, this is too much,” Crowley complained.

 

“You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me,” Castiel sighed.

 

“You’re everything to me Sweetheart,” Dean added, kissing Castiel again softly as he leaned their foreheads together.

 

“Seriously, I’ve learned my lesson, you can stop now.”

 

“You’re the most beautiful man I’ve ever met Dean.”

 

“Ditto Angel.”

 

“Moose, come back and help me!”

 

“I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”

 

“I would be nothing without you.”

 

“You can stab me now.”

Notes:

AND THAT'S ALL SHE WROTE! Thank you for joining me for my first foray into fanfiction! Every single Kudos and Comment is greatly appreciated! May your lights always be green and your chips always be perfectly salted. Peace out mutha fuckaaaaaaaaas!