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Hey people.

[The man in the dark shades waved coolly at the screen as he sat on the edge of a small stone fence. It was freezing cold outside but in spite of the clouds that appeared whenever he spoke Crowley didn't seem to notice.]

We've all been brought here, had our powers taken and dolled out to us again in much smaller pieces... it's inconvenient, like being trapped in a baby walker... or trying to save the universe with your hands tied behind your back.

Point is, I need some volunteers who are skilled with Light magic, Healing magic, Animal magic, Kinetic magic and maybe another Elemental magic user who thinks they would be up to controlling sand. Think of it as training.

Also Angel, meet me on the Inn roof before midnight. Not sure it would work with an angel and a demon but if it does we could use some good luck for the new year.

[He doesn't know about the fireworks. Those are going to be a nice surprise.]

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Eh, don't worry about it. They had it coming!

[ All those mudballs and things, Crowley held no sympathy for them buggers but so long as they moved out he had no problem with letting them go. ]

We could... ask around at the local restaurants and see if they have any stale bread they were getting ready to throw out? Birds actually love stale bread.

[Ken just raised an eyebrow at him before shaking his head. Maybe it was because he could hear them that made this task all the more difficult than it should.

As much as he wanted to comment how much of jerk he was being, he'll keep his mouth shut. For now.]

Then how about it? Should we go look around because the birds aren't going to keep bothering us until they do.

[All the while looking at said birds as they stared down at the both of them! Can he feels their horrifying eyes glaring at him?] Because they are really demanding.

[ Not being able to understand birds himself the noises they were making in the trees around them actually sounded very pretty, they were loud and noisy, and yet it seemed lively. Guess they needed to be fed though. All that hard work and no food, didn't seem quite fair. ]

Right, come on then. There should be a few restaurants in town... You know of any that serve a lot of bread?

Uh...I'm not sure, Crowley-san. I think if we ask around, we would find one eventually?

[He said with a shrug. He really needed to figure out the best places to get food if these animals were going to be like this.]

I never thought talking to animals would have them be this demanding.

I'm not usually in the habit of this...

[ Aziraphale would be proud if word ever reached him about the suggestion. ]

But you might need to read a book called, 'If you Give a Mouse a Cookie'.

[ Before too much time could be wasted on books, which he claimed were too boring to actually read, Crowley pointed to the left. ]

Restaurant, dead ahead! They probably have bread of some kind, or sticks maybe, run in and check before these birds decide to go all Hitchcock?

[As much as Ken wanted to ask how the book played any relevance to what they were doing, he just gave a small sigh. Crowley was sure making himself one strange person (...demon?) in the eyes of this young boy.]

Fine, I guess I'll have no choice but to. Hopefully the birds will stop following if I give them enough!

[But, there was one thing he had to ask.] By the way, what's Hitchcock?

[ Being thought of as strange was better than being too normal anyway, though if asked he might have preferred to be thought of as dangerous or even mysterious. ]

You have never seen a Hitchcock?? Never?

[ He shot a glance towards the birds circling them in the sky above. ]

What are they teaching kids these days... The Birds! It's a famous movie about a flock of birds that goes crazy and starts attacking people in a small town. Crows, seagulls, starlings... birds can be vicious when they go rogue.

[All the while Ken just stared at him as if he was saying a bunch of random words. He never heard of this "Hitchcock" or "The Birds" and he does not know how to feel about it.]

Well I can imagine if they're really hungry! I didn't know it was a movie, I never heard about it!

[Another pause] Is it a popular movie from America? There is only know so much about their culture...

[#Culturalshockproblems]

I would prefer not to see them really hungry.

[ Crowley decided while guiding the young boy up to the back of the restaurant and banging loudly on the door so some one would know they were out there. ]

Yeah, it was popular in the states... in the UK too. I saw it twelve times when it came out. It's a horror movie classic. Every kid should see it at least once.

[As Ken looked at Crowley while he was looking at various restaurants, he had to admit. There was something to admire at how bold he was. He knew it was rude but he really just had to stare in awe.]

I've seen some plenty of horror movies myself but is it really that great? Do they even have that here?

If they don't have it here it's a crime... Come to think of it do they even have movies here, at all? There is a horrible thought!

[ While Crowley spoke he pulled a blank notecard from his pocket and found himself a pen so he would be ready when the door opened. ]

Health inspectors!

[ The demon said almost cheerily while holding his blank pen and paper in an official looking way. ]

We got a complaint about some bread.

[Maybe it was being of how young Ken was but he still could not believe what he was seeing. How in the world did he get himself into this mess?]

Crowley-san, I don't think you can do that! That's just rude! We could always just ask them for leftover bread instead of doing this.

Shhh! Of course I can, if you don't blow it!

[ He tried to wave Ken away or at least quiet him down so the scam could still work. ]

It's really easy.

I really don’t know what you’re planning but you can’t scare them!

[He shouted before one of the store owners came rushing to the door. With a surprised look, he looked back at Crowley and then back at the boy]

See? You’re making this harder than it should!

You're the one making it harder... I'm just trying to do my job and run an inspection here.

[ Or so he said as he turned those demonic eyes of his on the restaurant owner. ]

Easily overwhelmed new recruit, you know how it is. We got a report that you were actually recycling your day old bread and reusing it in the bread baskets the next day. Now, I know you wouldn't do something like that but my superiors aren't convinced... so we need to collect all of your day old bread just to run some tests on it. That's all. You aren't in trouble yet, and won't be... so long as you cooperate.

[ The restaurant owner looked between the boy and the smiling demon. ]

You want bread? I'll give you all the bread you can handle!

[ The owner then ducked back into his shop while Crowley smirked and winked at Ken... just in time to catch a loaf of stale bread in the cheek. ]

There's more where that came from!

[ And indeed the air soon grew thick with hard rolls, rye loafs, and various other stale and hard hitting types of bread. ]

Shit! It's worked too well! Run kid!

There's still a better way to ask than to just scare them.

[He really shouldn't be surprised at what he could do. If he was a serpent, Ken should have expected some strange powers coming from the man. However, as he looked at Crowley's eyes, he was a little shocked to see them. Taking a step back, he wanted to say something but the owner spoke up. Just as the loaf went straight to him, he just stared in shock.]

Wait, it really worked? How did...?

[He said before an array of other bread started to fly at them! Not even sure what happened, Ken ran. However, the birds nearby wasted no time in grabbing all the bread they could find. Each one got a roll or a loaf in their mouth before flying their way down. Eventually they managed to grab every single one before making various sounds as if to say success!]

See!

[ Crowley took off and dived behind the nearest planter as the thrown bread chased him and the birds descended to collect their fee. ]

I didn't scare the man! I pissed him off! I insulted his business by insinuating he was selling old bread! Resteraunturs hate that! It offends their sense of honor or... something!

It doesn’t make it any better! Honor or not, that’s just rude!

[Maybe he was young or from a different culture but he really didn’t understand the need to insult someone for the sake of getting something! Regardless, that didn’t stop him from placing his hand over his face as he mumbled to himself.

He could hear the birds in the background telling him how satisfied they were. As one flew nearby, they gave a small nod to the both of them.]

Either way, they’re happy now and said they’re willing to work with us again. I just hope this solves your problem, Crowley-san.

So, it's rude. The birds are happy, there is no more danger of them sweeping down on anyone or terrorizing the town, and the restaurant owner will get over it... Or take his frustrations out on some one else. It's a win-win.

[ There is definitely a measure of culture shock when dealing with a demon. ]

[All Ken could do was just stare at him with a look. As he gave a mumble or two, he had to agree how things did work out in the end.]

That doesn't mean it's right to be mean to the owners.

[Regardless, he eventually kneeled down at the birds before looking back up at him.]

But you are one strange serpent, I don't think I met a demon like you before! [Or any demon for that matter!]

[ After a successful scheme Crowley was very pleased with himself indeed. His walk gained an extra slither and he couldn't keep the smirk at bay. ]

There isn't another demon like me.

[ And his ego might have gotten an unnecessary boost... Pardon the bragging. ]

Don't worry about the rest. That guy, he's a hothead, if he lost his bread then its his own fault for taking the bait. I never made him do anything. He chose to get mad and start throwing bread around.

Even so, it should be used as a last resort!

[He didn’t mean to shout but he really couldn’t understand why he had to do that. Although, he supposed a demon would do something mischievous to get what he wanted.

With another sigh, he eventually settled with sitting on the ground.]

This is way too much for one day...

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[ The shout left Crowley to shrug, not seeing the problem here. He had done worse! ]

You're tired! Maybe you should head back home and rest up. Trying to talk to all those birds at once must really take it out of a person...

[He wanted to say how he also had to deal with Crowley too but he'll hold back. All he could do was give a nod.]

I might. [He mumbled] I just hope I was able to help you out.

[ Many an individual had thought the same thing! ]

Eh.

[ He sauntered around Ken's stop on the ground and spoke again only while he was walking away. ]

It helped.

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