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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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[Leader material he was not as he really thought about what to do next. He was right, they would come back but…]

It’s either that or I could get a bunch of animals to help me move them somewhere else. [Pause] Because I sure don’t want to kill them.

[ The lead worm yelled a command and several dozen mud balls flew up out of the hole at the pair... ]

Call them. Call a bunch of them. All the animals in the forest... Just get these things out of here.

Are you kidding me, do they really want to do this the hard way?

[Well, Ken didn't need to be told twice about this. With a heavy sigh, he just looked around for any animals nearby to ask him for help. As he made his way toward the fence, he eventually found some birds. But alas, it was clear he was having a fight with one of them.]

What do you mean you're not going to fight for free? There are grubs attacking us right now! [He shouted from a distance]

[ While Ken made for the fence Crowley dived behind the nearest rock. True it was only mud but he didn't need any of that giving him a surprise facial. ]

What do you mean they won't deal with the grubs!? They are birds for Satan's... God's... someone's sake! Its a feast for them!

How should I know? They don't mind eating the grubs but they want something else too!

[Luckily, it didn't take them too long before they were convinced to help them out. After a couple more minutes, that's when he looked back at the older man and then back at the birds.]

Okay, they'll agreed but I really hope you appreciate how much effort I'll be helping you get the grubs out. [Pause] Because I don't know what foods birds like.

[ A few mudballs slammed up against Crowley's hiding place and a few dozen more were launched in Ken's direction. ]

Bread or crackers. I used to feed ducks at a park, that's what they loved.

[ A beat. ]

Songbirds are like ducks right? Maybe only ducks like bread and crackers...

[All Ken could do was watch as a couple more mudballs were thrown his way. Compared to what he dealt this, this was nothing. At the same time, he really didn't want the birds to eat the grubs.]

I think bread and crackers should be enough. Here goes...!

[He said before lifting his hands up. That was when the birds flew into grubs as they started pecking around. He was hoping the birds would intimidate them at first as they started to peck around them with no intention of hurting them. However, he knew they would start eating them eventually. While he had no problem attacking shadows back home, it sure was different compared to hearing the screams from creatures.

As he covered his ears, he just saw the birds pecking around the grubs hoping they would just go away. He really didn't want to make it anymore difficult than it should be. ]

[ The natural enemy of small wormy creatures was indeed birds. The uprising ended almost immediately as the grubs dived back into the ground. Some plotting revenge but other wiser grubs took Crowley's warning to heart when he popped out of his hiding place and called into the flock. ]

HA! This garden is off limits! Move out or you'll get the birds again!

[As the boy kept looking at the grubs as some dug into the ground. While he was glad to see some understood, there were others he was a little more worried about.

Such is the life of hearing small animals argue and fight. Although, now that he saw the man popping out? He just gave a small sigh. Adults were interesting sometimes.]

Crowley-san, mind if I ask why you want them gone? This is a lot of effort just to get them to move!

Do you know what grubs like to eat?

[ He paused, waiting to see if the boy knew the answer but he didn't wait too long as he was an impatient demon. ]

Roots. If I planted anything out here those grubs would have them all eaten up before they could grow!

[ In the grub world the wiser voices began to prevail. They urged the others to pack up their things, pick up their eggs, and move to... they called it 'The Land of Roots Aplenty'... but Crowley and Ken probably would have called it the meadow next door. ]

I suppose but I still think there could have been a better way to get rid of them.

[Although in hindsight, he did wonder if he could have just gotten a bucket and dug them out with his hands. Regardless, it was too late now as he gave a sigh.]

Anyway, they're all saying about moving to the "The Land of Roots Aplenty". Don't know what that is but we need to figure out how to get a bunch of bread for the birds.

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!

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