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"Who is who," Crowley asked.
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He was mildly perplexed and not showing it. Then it
occurred to him? Was he asking if the hell bunny was a demon? Please? no,
because if so he'd have to hurt one of his favorite underlings. He sighed. A
demon's job was bloody never done! Never.
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"Judas. Hm. Interesting," he said, turning his
thoughts to something productive as he idly stroked the bunny's
ears.
"I don't see how he'll get very far. No one will
trust him!"
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He laughed.
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"I mean he did help to take out the big J and that
gets him red ribbons and special treatment for sure, no torture, extra power,
sure sure. But considering?the way he chose to stick it to big J involved
him going down in history as the biggest traitor ever...He won't gain followers
or at least not?enough."
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He frowned. "Then again Brutus was a big fat
traitor too. I wonder...Who do you think was the worst, Judas or the?old
Brute? I'm still for Judas. Sticking it to your best friend is bad...very bad,
but to the son of God..."
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He laughed again.
?
"Good on you for finding out, though, and I'll look
into it eventually when I have time. As for the song...though home won't hurt
you, that wasn't the point you were supposed to work. The clue that should guide
you to where answers to your would e lady's problem lies."
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He sighed. He'd given too much information right
there, he had.It would've been more fun to watch his favorite underling
struggle, but the fact he kept.missing.the.point, was just too
annoying!
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As if sensing his annoyance, the rabbit leapt off
the King of the Crossroad's knee and bit the other demon hard in the thumb,
bucked sharp teeth sinking in easily to draw blood. Then bouncing off said thumb
he was back on Crowley's knee as if nothing had happened, only the gleam
of?fresh red on his sharp little teeth to testify otherwise.
?
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I'm friends with the monster that's under my
bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my
head.
Hugin