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Helping moose and squirrel with their hunt was basically like the longest babysitting job in his 400 years of life. Crowley was back in his sad town in Massachusetts, expecting to sit there until he could return to the underworld.

Though the hour after he returned to his lair, he was met with an unexpected sound and bright flashing lights. He looked down to see a large circle of swirling rainbow lights. His eyes widened.

“What the hell-“ He was cut off as a bright explosion of light beamed him up. It wasn’t painful, but it felt as if his soul was being jostled around in his body.

Before he knew it, he had fallen onto the hard, marble flooring of what looked like a palace. He groaned as he sat up, rubbing his head. As his vision returned, he was met with the sight of the Winchesters alongside him. He paused as the brothers looked at him.

“Where. The hell. Are we.” Dean spat as he practically jumped to his feet and started looking around for an escape.

“Good question, Dean-o.” Crowley muttered sarcastically as he looked around the palace. He stopped as the golden palace started registering in his mind. But before he could inform the brothers, the large doors burst open as a much older man followed by a younger and rather large man followed him.

“What in the nine realms have you imbeciles done.” The older man spat as he stood in front of the group.

Dean and Sam shared a look, turning back to look at Crowley as he sighed. “That, unfortunately, would be the All-Father. I should’ve known when the bifrost circle appeared in my lair.”

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This may or may not be just self service for my own oc for the show so idk what to call this scenario