Mirror / all the swearing

[ace_of_hearts]

[Just in case things weren't bad enough already with the blood moon and Sanderson sisters, and kidnappings... Main Street erupts in a series of explosions. It turns out the sudden cold, rain, and blood moon with Ace's fire out of control, doesn't mix well with gross magic and booze mini-stills.]

Fuck fuck fuck shit fuck damn fuck sorry, don't-- [More explosions rocket off behind him.] Fuck.

I need... Shit I don't even know. Help maybe. I'd offer booze, but as you can see... [Winces as a high-pitched whistling shriek goes off and he frantically tries to get it to NOT EXPLODE.]

[....]

[...]

[Whew. At least one is safe. Maybe!!!] It doesn't like the weather. [It = Ace, actually. It's all Ace.]

Gross magic should be easier in a full moon, right? RIGHT?! Fuck everything.

Comments

[ace_of_hearts]

Uh a bit bigger than me, each. Dude it's not alcohol yet, it's like gross magic potion ingredients???

[serpentinthegarden]

How much do you drink!?

[ Crowley could pack it away but not that would have made an impressive amount of booze if all that gross magical stuff actually made booze. ]

Ok, how about this? You pack each still in sand and I will try to make it so the fire burns itself straight up, like a volcano... maybe we can prevent any more explosions.

[ace_of_hearts]

Okay! Good thinking! [Runs off to the closest still and starts packing it in sand with magic!!!]

[serpentinthegarden]

[ Crowley slithered closer to watch all this hard work well done and once the sand was in place he directed the flames to shoot straight up... or straight up in a bit of a curl as if they were being whipped into a tornado. It was close enough! ]

[ace_of_hearts]

Wow! [Starry eyes!] Thanks dude! You're not so bad for an asshole CP-whatever number demon!