(Y/n)'s pov
Mr.gro- I mean crowley showed me how to feed the ducks with out scaring them away!!! It is soooooo grate. I even got a baby duck to come over and feed him out of my hands. Woooooahhhhhh look at all these fluffy ducks! I love them all! Crowley suddenly stood up off his bench chair and walked over to me. He hunched over and took some of the bread out of my hands. He looks kind of impatient. Did I anger him? He throws all of the bread into the pond (with breaking it up into smaller bits ofcourse) Crowley stands up. "Alright (y/n), let's get going to our next activity". I stand up and dust myself off. Running next to him i hold out my hand and grap crowley's. He seems to tense up slighty be eventful relax. Crowley opens the door to his car and helps me get in the back. He turns on some more queen and teaches me more of the songs.
Time skip!!!!!
Crowley parked the car in ground of a giant red and blue tent. Wow what is this! I think I've seen this on tv before! Crowley unexpectedly grasps my hand insted of me grabbing his. We walk up to the tents door and crowley gives the man two tickets he takes out of his pocket. "Sorry sir, but these tickets dint have the right bar code on them. These are for next months show". The man behind the counter says. Crowley's face turns from slightly annoyed to VERY annoyed. Crowley sighs and takes his glasses off. Oh wow I forgot about his pretty eyes. There like cat eyes! He looks directly at the man behind the counter. "What, why are you wearing those eye contents len-". He gets cut off by crowley saying. "I'm sorry, I didnt quite here you. Check again." The man behind the counter gets a distant look in his eyes. He suddenly says with out moving and being as stiff as a stick. "Oh sorry sir my mistake there are two seats left. Go on right a head. The seats names are P5 and P6, have a great day sir!". Says the man numbly. Crowley takes the tickets out of the mans hand and puts his glasses back on. He looks down at me and puts his ring finger against his lips making a hush motion. I smile up at him, all sorts of questions running threw my mind.we walk up a few steps and sit down in our seats.i look at the stage and back at crowley and suddenly out of nowhere he had 2 packets of popcorn and a bucket of candy floss in his hand. SUGAR. I slightly kick my feet happily while watching the sweets in his hands. Crowley has a slight smile on his lips and gives me some popcorn. Suddenly the lights go out......
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