now that crowley was the king of hell he had control over many things including hells beloved hell hounds. He hates to admit it but he did care about the damn things in a way they were his baby's as much as he tried to hide it he loved helping train them and talking to them and watching the pups grow into scary beasts to collect souls for him it was one of the better parts of hell.

so when you came to him with a hell hound runt he simply couldn't ignore. You were one of his favorite henchmen after all put on the duty of raising watching and training the hell hounds with a few other demons. But when you heard a small runt was born and abandoned by it's mother you wanted crowleys opinion. The other demons talked about putting it down. But you saw the potential in it's little eyes so you went to the king of hell himself crowley.

crowley watched you as you walked up to the throne "what is it love? I haven't got all day..." he leaned forward one leg over the other

"Your majesty... one of the hell hound pups from last months litter is well... a runt rejected by it's mother The other demons they've talked about well putting it down." you said softly holding the pup in your arms

crowley raised an eyebrow "a runt you say? Let me see." he gestured for you to come closer he knew he should just say off the pup and let that be that. He was the king of hell after all but he couldn't lie he had a soft spot for the creature. A small pup abandoned by it's mother well he knew the feeling...