Queen for a Day Part 5
1973
Crowley had taken Roger, Brian, John, and Freddie to his favorite bar to celebrate. They were sitting at a table in the back and he noticed that Roger was just staring at him while the others had a conversation over pints. He'd known the band for all of three days but he'd managed to talk the label into signing them. He really liked their sound.
"Yes, Roger?" Crowley smiled as he stared right back at the young man. The other three stopped talking and looked at Roger.
"So.....why do you always wear those sunglasses?" He tilted his head. Brian, John, and Freddie all turned to look at Crowley.
"To hide my eyes." Crowley took a sip of his own beer. He didn't drink beer often but it seemed like a proper occasion.
"And why would you need to hide your eyes?" Brian asked. It was a good question.
"Because I'm a demon." Crowley said with a completely straight face. The others laughed until they noticed that Crowley wasn't joking.
"A demon?" Freddie asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes." Crowley nodded before sipping his pint again.
"Really?" John asked. Crowley just cleared his throat and removed his sunglasses, revealing his yellow snake eyes.
"Holy shit..." Brian said. Crowley cringed a bit.
"Please don't say that." He shook his head.
"So wait....did we just like....sell our souls to the devil for a record deal?" Roger asked, suddenly very worried. Crowley laughed and shook his head.
"Absolutely not. I'm a temptation demon, not a deal demon. I just really like your music." He shrugged.
"So we're not going to Hell?" Freddie asked.
"Not because of me, no." Crowley shook his head again. The four of them actually seemed to relax.
"This is very strange." John said.
"You're an actual demon?" Brian asked, scratching his head a bit.
"Yes, an actual demon." Crowley nodded.
"Huh...." Brian said and then just shrugged, taking a sip of his beer.
"Do any of you have any questions?" Crowley asked as he looked at the three of them. He'd never actually admitted to being a demon to humans before. He assumed they'd have quite a few questions.
"What about crosses?" Roger asked.
"What about them?" Crowley replied with a chuckle.
"Like....do you get burned or whatever?" Roger wasn't looking Crowley directly in the eye, which didn't surprise the demon in the slightest.
"No, they don't burn me." Crowley shook his head.
"What about crucifixes?" There was a difference after all, at least Roger thought so.
"Oh they just make me depressed." Crowley made a face. This caused John to laugh nervously.
"Why's that?" Freddie asked.
"Well, I knew him. Jesus. I showed him all the kingdoms of the world. He was a very bright young man. Rather nice. And I was there, at the crucifixion. It was.....horrible." Crowley shuddered at the memory. "Every time I see a crucifix I just remember that lovely carpenter from Galilee and it makes me a bit sad." He sighed heavily.
"You actually knew Jesus Christ?" Brian raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, I did." Crowley nodded again and then downed the rest of his pint.
"Can you go into churches?" Roger asked.
"No." Crowley waved to the bartender for another round. "Consecrated ground. It's....well....about thirty years ago I said it was like being on the beach in bare feet." Crowley answered. All four men winced and he tried not to smile.
"And holy water?" John asked before taking a long drink from his pint. Crowley's expression darkened.
"Would absolutely eradicate me." He cleared his throat.
"What do you mean by that?" Roger tilted his head again.
"Well, you remember in the Wizard of Oz when Dorothy threw the water on the witch at the end?" Crowley picked up his new pint and took a drink.
"Yeah." The four men said almost in unison.
"About like that." Crowley answered. He actually wasn't completely sure that was right but he had a general idea of what holy water could do to a demon. All four men winced again.
"That's absolutely dreadful." Freddie shook his head. He reached over and put a hand on Crowley's arm. Crowley just gave him a small smile.
"It's why I avoid holy water at all costs." Crowley nodded. He put his hand over Freddie's and squeezed gently. They were all quiet for a moment while they drank their beer and then Roger looked at him again.
"So....how old are you exactly?" All four men looked at Crowley expectantly. Crowley laughed softly.
"The only thing I can tell you for sure is that I am older than the Earth itself. I was a demon for quite a while before the Earth was created and I was an angel for a long age before that so I don't honestly remember how old I am. I just know that I am very old." Crowley winked at them before sipping his beer again. They all just stared at him, Roger's jaw actually fell open. Crowley reached across the table and used a finger under his chin to shut his mouth for him.
"That's.....really old." He said after a moment.
"Yes, it is." Crowley rolled his eyes.
"And how long have you been on Earth?" Brian asked this time.
"I was the serpent that tempted Eve." Crowley gave them all a big grin. He was actually still rather proud of that achievement even if it had gotten Adam and Eve kicked out of Eden.
"So the beginning then." Freddie said with a little laugh. Crowley nodded in response.
"You know, you boys are taking this far better than I assumed any mortals would take it." Crowley said.
"We're in the rock business. This isn't all that unusual." Brian said with a shrug before drinking the rest of his first beer and starting on his second.
"Fair enough." Crowley nodded. They ended up spending the rest of the night at the bar talking until the bartender kicked them out. When they parted ways, Crowley actually got hugs from Freddie and from Roger, though Freddie's hug lasted a little longer. Crowley just knew that the band was meant for very great things and he planned to be a part of it.
Crowley had taken Roger, Brian, John, and Freddie to his favorite bar to celebrate. They were sitting at a table in the back and he noticed that Roger was just staring at him while the others had a conversation over pints. He'd known the band for all of three days but he'd managed to talk the label into signing them. He really liked their sound.
"Yes, Roger?" Crowley smiled as he stared right back at the young man. The other three stopped talking and looked at Roger.
"So.....why do you always wear those sunglasses?" He tilted his head. Brian, John, and Freddie all turned to look at Crowley.
"To hide my eyes." Crowley took a sip of his own beer. He didn't drink beer often but it seemed like a proper occasion.
"And why would you need to hide your eyes?" Brian asked. It was a good question.
"Because I'm a demon." Crowley said with a completely straight face. The others laughed until they noticed that Crowley wasn't joking.
"A demon?" Freddie asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes." Crowley nodded before sipping his pint again.
"Really?" John asked. Crowley just cleared his throat and removed his sunglasses, revealing his yellow snake eyes.
"Holy shit..." Brian said. Crowley cringed a bit.
"Please don't say that." He shook his head.
"So wait....did we just like....sell our souls to the devil for a record deal?" Roger asked, suddenly very worried. Crowley laughed and shook his head.
"Absolutely not. I'm a temptation demon, not a deal demon. I just really like your music." He shrugged.
"So we're not going to Hell?" Freddie asked.
"Not because of me, no." Crowley shook his head again. The four of them actually seemed to relax.
"This is very strange." John said.
"You're an actual demon?" Brian asked, scratching his head a bit.
"Yes, an actual demon." Crowley nodded.
"Huh...." Brian said and then just shrugged, taking a sip of his beer.
"Do any of you have any questions?" Crowley asked as he looked at the three of them. He'd never actually admitted to being a demon to humans before. He assumed they'd have quite a few questions.
"What about crosses?" Roger asked.
"What about them?" Crowley replied with a chuckle.
"Like....do you get burned or whatever?" Roger wasn't looking Crowley directly in the eye, which didn't surprise the demon in the slightest.
"No, they don't burn me." Crowley shook his head.
"What about crucifixes?" There was a difference after all, at least Roger thought so.
"Oh they just make me depressed." Crowley made a face. This caused John to laugh nervously.
"Why's that?" Freddie asked.
"Well, I knew him. Jesus. I showed him all the kingdoms of the world. He was a very bright young man. Rather nice. And I was there, at the crucifixion. It was.....horrible." Crowley shuddered at the memory. "Every time I see a crucifix I just remember that lovely carpenter from Galilee and it makes me a bit sad." He sighed heavily.
"You actually knew Jesus Christ?" Brian raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, I did." Crowley nodded again and then downed the rest of his pint.
"Can you go into churches?" Roger asked.
"No." Crowley waved to the bartender for another round. "Consecrated ground. It's....well....about thirty years ago I said it was like being on the beach in bare feet." Crowley answered. All four men winced and he tried not to smile.
"And holy water?" John asked before taking a long drink from his pint. Crowley's expression darkened.
"Would absolutely eradicate me." He cleared his throat.
"What do you mean by that?" Roger tilted his head again.
"Well, you remember in the Wizard of Oz when Dorothy threw the water on the witch at the end?" Crowley picked up his new pint and took a drink.
"Yeah." The four men said almost in unison.
"About like that." Crowley answered. He actually wasn't completely sure that was right but he had a general idea of what holy water could do to a demon. All four men winced again.
"That's absolutely dreadful." Freddie shook his head. He reached over and put a hand on Crowley's arm. Crowley just gave him a small smile.
"It's why I avoid holy water at all costs." Crowley nodded. He put his hand over Freddie's and squeezed gently. They were all quiet for a moment while they drank their beer and then Roger looked at him again.
"So....how old are you exactly?" All four men looked at Crowley expectantly. Crowley laughed softly.
"The only thing I can tell you for sure is that I am older than the Earth itself. I was a demon for quite a while before the Earth was created and I was an angel for a long age before that so I don't honestly remember how old I am. I just know that I am very old." Crowley winked at them before sipping his beer again. They all just stared at him, Roger's jaw actually fell open. Crowley reached across the table and used a finger under his chin to shut his mouth for him.
"That's.....really old." He said after a moment.
"Yes, it is." Crowley rolled his eyes.
"And how long have you been on Earth?" Brian asked this time.
"I was the serpent that tempted Eve." Crowley gave them all a big grin. He was actually still rather proud of that achievement even if it had gotten Adam and Eve kicked out of Eden.
"So the beginning then." Freddie said with a little laugh. Crowley nodded in response.
"You know, you boys are taking this far better than I assumed any mortals would take it." Crowley said.
"We're in the rock business. This isn't all that unusual." Brian said with a shrug before drinking the rest of his first beer and starting on his second.
"Fair enough." Crowley nodded. They ended up spending the rest of the night at the bar talking until the bartender kicked them out. When they parted ways, Crowley actually got hugs from Freddie and from Roger, though Freddie's hug lasted a little longer. Crowley just knew that the band was meant for very great things and he planned to be a part of it.
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