“I was checking to see if you wanted to come with me for a few hours. I figured you had to be getting bored being alone everyday, but there has been a surge of activity that’s been keeping everyone busy. I thought you might like to see some of the stuff that happens down here, but it seems you found something else to occupy your time.”
“I was just checking out the design and woodwork of your table,” I say nervously.
He raises an eyebrow at me. “From under the table?”
“You know you have to make sure you get a good look from all angles,” I say. Wow, I sound stupid to my own ears.
“I know what you are really doing,” he states.
“Oh?” I say innocently.
“You are setting up pranks for my sons,” he says and, when I am about to deny it, he does that eyebrow raising thing again and I slowly nod my head.
“Me and boredom don’t really mix well,” I tell him with a shrug.
“I love messing with my sons. What else do you have planned?” he asks with excitement in his eyes.
We both grin at each other. It will be good to have Lucifer as a partner in crime.
It turns out he’s pretty handy to have around since he has so many powers. He also has so many ideas that I wonder how long he has been wanting to mess with his sons like this.
He has an evil smile the whole time. It would be scary if it was directed at me, but I’m sure my smile looks equally evil.
By the time the sins are expected to come home, Lucifer and I are sitting in the common room. I’m drinking some red fruity drink that I have never had before, but it’s pretty tasty. I’ve had two already.
“Hey pop, working hard I see,” Fredrick says, joining us in the room.
“I took a break to spend time with my new daughter,” Lucifer states.
I raise my hand. “That’s me!” I say loudly. Why is my voice so loud?
Fredrick looks at me in surprise and then grins. “You got her drunk?”
Lucifer chuckles. “She’s only had two,” he says dismissively.
“Two to someone who doesn’t drink is a lot,” Fredrick says, laughing.
“She’s fine,” Lucifer says.
“Where’s my bride?” I hear being asked before Silas walks into the room.
“Look, it’s my sin! Sinny-sin-sin!” I say loudly again.
He stops walking towards me and stares. “Are you okay?”
“Fine and dandy. Just hanging out with Papa Lucifer here,” I say, pointing to his dad in case he didn’t know who I am talking about.
“Sister is drunk,” Gareth says with a laugh while he enters the room.
“How much did you give her?” Silas asks as he starts walking towards me. He sits beside me, and I lean into his body and relax. I love how he feels safe and like home.
“She’s only had two bloodhounds,” Lucifer says.
“She’s still partly mortal; she can’t handle that kind of drink just yet,” Silas says, sounding upset.
“It’s okay, they taste good,” I slur while petting his chest.
“Good thing it’s almost dinner time. We need to get some food into you,” Silas mumbles.