caughtinanetwork | 20: This is not your usual Sleeping Beauty.

[When you’re a demon who has actually slept for an entire century, a month is practically like a catnap to you. Really, sleeping is positively one of the best things that has ever been gifted to the human race. You just close your eyes and drift off without any worries or needs or things bothering you, just like that.]

[The problem is, about sleeping, is that it leaves you in a very vulnerable state that people like certain vampires might take advantage of.]

[See Crowley. See Crowley sleeping with the most ridiculous outfit on, including a various assortment of shapes on his face and bright glittery stars stuck right in each of the shades of his sunglasses, not to mention the blonde pigtails clipped to his hair. He seems way deep into sleep though, and not even conscious of the fact that he’s being made a laughingstock on camera.]

[But wait...who is even filming this in the first place?]

[Who’s holding the camera really shouldn’t be too much of a mystery. But in case anyone’s left wondering, the mystery is revealed by a giggle as one Johnny Rayflo pans the camera to get the full view of his handiwork.]

Mmm....I suppose this would be considered mean...but he’s been asleep for so long...

[He turns the camera to his own face, a devilish grin on his lips.]

Perhaps a ‘kiss of awakening’, hmm~?

[Johnny drops his hand, the camera showing a lovely shot of Crowley’s shoulder as the vampire leans over to kiss the demon full on the lips.]

[For a minute or so, there is no reaction from the demon. And then suddenly, a hand seizes Johnny by the throat, and Crowley suddenly wakes up, his voice almost a snarl.]

YOU LITTLE BUGGER-

[And then there’s just a second or two when he almost comically stares at his surroundings, and...what in the name of somebody is all this?!]

How-how long have I been...?

[But no matter, because he knows that stupid smug grin on the vampire next to him to know that all of this just didn’t happen randomly, oh no. He lets go of the vampire’s neck, letting out a disgusted sound, before gazing in horror at what he’s wearing because wait a second, that isn’t his suit at all.]

You bloody- you took off my clothes?! And replaced it with this?!!

[Johnny’s smirk is unchanging and he winks, knowing full well he’s in huge trouble, so why not make the most of it?]

I did~ And you look pretty good in the suit.....but that’s nothing compared to out of it~~

[There is a twitch in Crowley’s features...oh, that was the last straw. No more Mr. Nice Guy (as if there had ever been a nice guy to be in Crowley’s lifetime, but still, he could use a phrase like that when he wanted), and he snaps his fingers. Immediately, the ridiculous dress thing is gone, as well as the pigtails and stars, to be replaced by his usual cool suit. He lets out a deep breath, as if he’s trying to remain composed but failing utterly at it at the same time.]

Johnny...

[Okay, to heck with composure, this is war. In a second, he’s pinning the vampire against the wall, looking hellbent on performing murder in his place right here and now.]

You-you stupid, idiotic, moronic little toerag!!

[Johnny drops the SFC, the device clattering to the ground to give an angled upward view of the two. The vampire himself looks fairly composed considering it looks like he’s about to be murdered where he stands.]

Such harsh words, Crow~ley~~ You wound me~~

[He leans his face closer (as much as he can, anyway) and his smirk widens into more of a smile. He’d never admit it, but he missed this~]

I think you’re a little rusty due to your nap, darling~~

RUSTY? YOU’RE CALLING ME RUSTY?!

[Hell hath no fury like a vaguely sauntered downwards fallen angel scorned. Or made fun of while they were sleeping, anyways.]

I should tear your head off and feed it to vultures so they can have a nice lovely dinner using your bones, and-

[For him being so furious, what Crowley does next is bound to shock a few people- because he, quite literally, plants his lips on Johnny’s, as if he’s trying to overpower the vampire that way instead of through words.]

[Johnny had been smirking as though he’d been watching an amusing T.V. show instead of the angry tirade of a demon. However, when he’s hit with the kiss, his eyes go wide in shock for a moment, then close as he kisses back, hands grasping at whatever part of Crowley they could reach.]

[Crowley’s foot almost steps on the SFC nearby as he moves in closer, though, and the demon stops, looking downwards with a dumbfounded look.]

Did-have you been recording this entire time, vampire?

[Johnny’s smirk turns into a full cheshire-like grin as he gazes up at Crowley as if they were discussing dinner plans.]

Mmmmhmmm~~ Perhaps public attention plus a lover’s kiss are what woke you up, hmm~~? Now, what were you saying about vultures~?

[Crowley hisses like an enraged cobra, and snatches the SFC off the floor as he turns to Johnny.]

You stay there! I’m not done with you yet...this will teach you to film me, you bloody little idiot...

[He then walks over to the window, opens it, and then he just throws it as hard as he can at the other building. Sorry, people living in the nearby building. You’re going to have to clean up the SFC crater that has now torn through your living spaces.]

[Crowley is just not the type of guy who can take rude awakenings nicely, after all.]

[ooc: Green is Crowley and orange is Johnny! Feel free to comment on this most awkward of posts, both of them will be answering. /o/]

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[Johnny crosses his arms and pouts as he watches Crowley.]

Now that wasn't very nice.

I'm curious about how you'll be 'teaching' me, Crow~ley~~

[Crowley turns away from the window, shaking his head and letting out an exasperated sigh as he pinches his nose. This wasn't happening. It couldn't be. This was all some bad nightmare that he was going to wake up from.]

[Except he perfectly knew it wasn't.]

...Why. Why did you do all of that to me? You could've left me alone, but nooo, you just had to make me a laughingstock on camera.

I should have thrown you out the window along with the SFC.

[Johnny shrugged, forever amused.]

You weren't waking up, I decided to see if I could wake you up~

[You know, because it wasn't like he was worried or anything. Nope.]

That wouldn't have been very nice either....your poor SFC certainly didn't deserve that unkindness~

Not like this, idiot!

[He'll just sit back on his bed now, looking like he wants to murder every living thing in this room. At the next comment, he turns his head, quirking an eyebrow.]

What do you mean, my SFC? That was...wait, you used my own device to film me? Are you mad?!

[Have another Cheshire-like grin, Crowley as Johnny steps a bit closer and leans toward you.]

Of course~ Why would I risk my own device to such a temper~?

Really, Crowley, you act as if I've burned your clothes, they're all safe~

Oh~! And I took care of your plants for you~~

I don't care about the clothes, I care that you had the gall to undress me and put me into that horrible abomination from before, and-

[Wait. Wait a second. What he just said last, that was just a joke. Those yellow leaves on his plants were just a trick of the eye. No biggie. This is totally not a rage-inducing thing, to have someone mistreat your plants by actually being nice to them and making them disobedient.]

[Oh, who is he kidding. Crowley's eye twitches, and he stands up, sending daggers through his glare at the vampire.]

What did you just say. You did what.

[Johnny smiles up at the demon, hands behind his back as if to act innocent.]

I greeted them and talked with them and read them some poetry~ I think they rather enjoyed it~

Don't worry, I talked to you as well~

Read them poetry. Poetry.

[He goes over to his plants, his once magnificently beautiful plants, now all defying him by throwing leaves all over the place and growing wherever they wanted. He picks one up, looking it over...]

[And then proceeds to throw the pot right at Johnny's head.]

If you liked them so much, you can bloody have them! I don't need them anymore, you've ruined them for good. Thanksssssss.

[Johnny ducks and lets the pot shatter against the wall behind him, dirt and pottery raining down on his shoulders.

Hmm....he'd only pissed Crowley off enough to make him hiss once before. That was a little bothersome, but he doesn't let it show, though his smirk dropped.]

Hmm...I don't think that's fair, they're still alive, you know. Just go back to abusing them if you want them back to normal.

[No, he is definitely not pouting. He has to fight the urge to say 'that'll teach you to go into a worrisome sleep coma' like a petulant child.]

You're getting worked up over nothing~

You don't get it, do you?! It takes me days to make these plants obedient to me, and then you just waltz in here and teach them that they can just rebel against me whenever they want because of poetry and love and-

[He makes to throw another one on the floor, but at the last second he just sighs and puts it down. Hey, he mistreats his plants, but he's not the type of person to just kill them willy-nilly.]

This isn't your place, vampire. Leave it be.

[Well then.]

Don't die, Johnny. You'll waste the blood I gave you.

[Dry tone as ever.]

[... Wait he forgot to filter this, shit. /).(\]

[There's a delay as he's trying to deal with Crowley.]

He won't kill me.

[He's fairly certain, anyway. Crowley had never killed him before....]

[Dryly:]

Invest in a less annoying blood bank, I don't think yours will survive for very long at the moment.

[Oh. Well...damn. He had meant to rile Crowley up, same as ever, but he didn't actually think...well, he didn't think. It was just supposed to be playful.

Revenge for the worried and confused feelings Crowley gave him.

The vampire came closer, trying to hide his uncertainty by closing the distance between them and threading his arms around the demon's neck.]

Sorry. You were just asleep for so long...[And then, because Johnny can't actually be honest when it comes to Crowley:] darling~

I hope not, or else he's getting his ass kicked.

[He visibly bristles when the vampire approaches, and he does try his best to push him away, but he's angry and annoyed and still sort of groggy from waking up after a long sleep so he involuntrailyrelents somewhat, still managing to send death glares at the vampire through his shades.]

Shut up.

I'd rather you not kill him, it'd make a lot of things inconvenient, including sitting down for you.

Bite me.

Plus, even if I killed him, he'd just come back. There's no use getting all worked up over it.

[Johnny knows Crowley doesn't want this or him, but that doesn't make him move away, in fact he leans closer.]

Is making me shut up part of that 'teaching' you were going to do, Crow~ley~?

Mmm....don't pick a fight with him, Otoha.

Me? Pick a fight? Never.

[He just grins.]

Nah, I don't like you that much.

Oh, I know. But then he'd be all mopey and try to hide from people and I'd have to deal with it. Or worse, his boyfriend would and him getting upset would probably get a bunch of other people upset.

... Do I have to come up there and separate you two?

[Katsu is just. Facepalming right now.]

[Unamused fais.]

Bullshit.

Probably.

[So what?]

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