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Imagine being Crowley's fiancé and having a four year old daughter, who calls Crowley her dad even though he's not, and corrects Rowena when she calls Crowley Fergus.
______________ "Fergus!" the redhead smiled as she strutted into the room. Gently, she cupped Crowley's scruffy cheeks. "My wee sausage." "Mother-" he tried but the small human hugging his leg interrupted him before he could continue. "Nana Wena? Please don't call daddy that F word...he doesn't like it," she said with authority as she crossed her arms. Even though she wasn't Crowley's daughter by blood, she acted just like it. "Oh, dear...someone has quite an attitude, yeah?" Not even mad, the king of hell shrugged before smiling proudly. "Well, what can I say? I taught her well..."
