Anthony J. Crowley

As the holiday season drew closer, Crowley found himself increasingly unwilling to stick around. All that good will and cheer December tended to bring gave him headaches. Before he left however, the demon who had spent far too long among humans had a few things to leave for the acquaintances he had made in Desai. Not that these were Christmas gifts. Obviously. Of course not. They just happened to be things he had found in his possession conveniently in December that he had no use for. Certainly not anything to do with the holidays.



( Vergil )

A serpent in an apple tree

( Aziraphale )

Two sinking ducks and a serpent in an apple tree

( Canada )
Three french wines, two sinking ducks and a serpent in an apple tree

( D )
Five Golden Bentleys, four frightened ferns, three french wines, two sinking ducks and a Serpent in an apple tree
( Caprice )

Not Amused.

A note of Edit: As the temporary nation of Canada, Fuck all of you other nations.