E/O Challenge. WoW: Sore. Word Count : 100 first writing!
Disclaimer : I have no right, no right at all. But I still do it.
Slight Spoiler alert for S7.

A.N. Time to state again that, although I don't get the time on the PC to respond to those of you who are kind enough to review my bits & bobs,
(due to my other half thinking that they have a right to use the PC as well, just 'cos they bought it!), I really am astounded by the kindness
shown and the first reviews make Monday mornings so much more bearable, sending me off to the stresses of potential redundancy with a smile;
so, once again THANK YOU.
Also, could I just add Yoo hoo to Laedie Duske.


Summary: Kinda what it says in the title.

DEFINING HELL

Crowley, AKA "The King of Hell", stomped around like the proverbial bear
with a sore head. Actually, to prove the point, he turned into one briefly.
Giving his Hell Hound the fright of it's non-life.
Crowley's Demon P.A. quaked and stuttered,
"Sir…I mea...can I be of help your Nobleness?...Sir?"

Crowley spun around, from chest high to the creature he glared up it's nose,
"Let me see...Ooh...Are you by any chance a Ninja Leviathan Assassin?...No?
How disappointing. So, it would appear that, yet again, I have to go ingratiate
myself to those Winchester Wonder Boys.
Now that, my dear, is Hell!"