✧ WHAT THE DUCK!

✘ - He had said if he changed his mind he could ask him to cook. What a weird defensive attitude he had. Maybe alligator had offended him somehow? Strange little king he was.

❝ Read? That reminds me I have a BIG library in my mansion. But they might bore you because they're about fairy tales or stories from old sinners. ❞ Why did Lucifer told him that? He wasn't planning on sharing the library with him... or was he?

❝ Carving into collected bones, taxidermy and torture devices... You're sure are a freak, huh. ❞ Anyone would think about 'the devil' loving torture but, honestly? He couldn't care less. ❝ None of what you said are my thing BUT you do you, I suppose those hobbies suit you. ❞ Even so, he was smiling at him, interested in the other's interests. Again, it felt out of ordinary.

Even he felt the need to test something... Maybe he would test it later.

For now, he nuzzled him a little and chose to bring back the food topic.

The younger Fallen would shake herself out of her deep thoughts and instead focused on the King, giving him a shy little curtsy in thanks. "That's very sweet of you, sir, I um...eherm, dad." She'd giggle. That would always be fun to say.

"Oh and yeah. Maybe I'm just seeing things. Last I saw her she uuuuuh walking back and forth and muttering something about being perfect?"

Okaaay maybe not fine. Maybe not fine at all.

It felt weird at first, but it was not a bad feeling. He did not really care about from where she came from, or if she was from those who extermined sinners. He hasn't been a fan of the sinners after all— but the thought of her being a fallen angel too made him wonder. Were there other fallen angels in Hell that he didn't see around yet?

Anyway, that wasn't important right now.

❝ Something being perfect? Maybe she's been planing something big for the Hotel, good for her! ❞ Okay, he wanted to support her in whatever she wanted to do, but if Charlie's girlfriend was sure about something going on, then she might not be wrong.

✘ - " That's a shame, but your loss my dear. " Alastor shrugged, popping another chunk of perfectly cooked seasoned alligator meat into his mouth, humming as he chewed. Making himself quite comfortable against Lucifer. Really, he was missing out on some good food but he wouldn't push the issue.

❝ It's fine, I said I'm not hungry. ❞ To be honest, he didn't need to eat if he didn't want to, but he didn't want to eat what he was eating. Aligators? What's next, dogs?

Still, Al offering food was a nice touch of him. To not say that they haven't been bickering like they used to. He might be realizing something.

✘ - " Lonely? Hardly. But you know you could've just knocked and asked to be let in, I would've let you..." Alastor replied, deciding to lean on him the second he sat down. Consequences for Lucifer, be used as a pillow for a very warm deer. " If you were lonely you coud've just said so, coming all the way out here to Cannibal Town just to see me..." The radio demon mused.

For once, this old man realized he selfinvited himself in a sinner's house and is being used as a pillow! But— He was not uncomfortable, perhaps unsure of what was going on. But what made him change his face was what Alastor was offering. Gator bites? What in the seven hells was that??

@lucifertxt sent: ❝ I don’t know how to relax. Teach me? ❞

(Hii! I know u have a bunny for HH verse but if u want to use her as human form is also okay!!)

Dude, why are you asking a bunny? One thing she had quickly learned from being held captive taken care of by the king of hell was how much he liked to talk to himself. Miya, of course, didn't want to judge him too much for it. This place was depressingly devoid of human (demon?) contact. The silence would make anyone go a little crazy. 

" Kyuu ... " The bunny exhales tiredly, hopping down from her little basket on the desk. Then, she hops onto the couch. She's staring at him. After a few moments of awkward silence, she thumps her hind leg against the cushions with insistence.

Alright, she'll help you out. Lay down already.

Lucifer was expecting the little bunny to do something special after he had spoken alone, like for example, dunno, act cute? Surprisingly, the bunny seemed to understand what he said. Or maybe the bunny was very smart! It's too bad he didn't realize she might be cursed in a place where she shouldn't be. At least he was keeping an eye on her.

❝ OH! Are you going to help? Great! ❞

❪ ⋅ ◆ ⋆ — @lucifertxt ┊ ❛ con'd ❫

' You didn't have to look it up darling, but thank you I find you 'bombastic' as well! that is just a weird word to use for complimenting someone, youth these days have these weird words.' She said her hand moving onto her waistline as she thought for a moment about all the words she had heard so far. ' But I'll tell you one thing -- I find you bombastic as well my love.'

❝ But my darling! I wanted to know first! I don't want to agree to something that's not right. What if it meant ugly? I would be in big trouble if I said that to the second most beautiful woman in Hell. ❞

@lucifertxt

The piece of Sushi Fizz was about to shove in his mouth dropped from his chopsticks. He did not notice. The King of hell was in his kitchen. Ok, his and Ozzie's kitchen but still. HIS kitchen. And Fizz was barefaced in his most threadbare Mammon's Fun Camp™ [ We're Not Liable ] t-shirt and no pants. He was going to kill himself or Asmodeus or maybe the King of Hell. Probably himself.

" He. He stepped out. " An arm went towards the bedroom. There was an audible crack of something shattering. It still went to the bedroom. When it wheeled back, it had a pair of Ozz's briefs in it with Live to Sin bedazzled on the ass. Fizz had made them himself.

Clearly, Lucifer did not realize at first that he had appeared OUT OF NOWHERE in a house where people were living their lives, probably HALF-NAKED because they were in the comfort of their own home. But he did not seem to care at all about how the other was presented at least.

But one thing caught his attention: he felt like he had seen or even met this hellborn before. Didn't he? He thought he did. Or not. Wasn't he Ozzie's employer? They're living together. This damn brain fog is bothering him again and can't remember their first meeting well.

To not say, Lucifer thought he was a robot at first, but that didn't seem right. Robots don't eat in the kitchen!

It's fine. The short showman didn't seem to realize that the other didn't have briefs on for awhile, all cool.

"with all due respect, your highness," what a weird thing to call someone.

Whoops, did he talk a bit too much? Maybe he did— But it was not because he wanted to share his story, it was more complaints about the daily life with that damn red deer walking around. This guy has been a therapist and not his daughter? He missed something for sure ( nah not really, he's just not paying enough attention ).