𝕃𝕌ℂ𝕀𝔽𝔼ℝ 𝕆ℕ𝔼𝕊ℍ𝕆𝕋𝕊 ● 𝕊𝟙-𝕊𝟝 | ✔

Support Group

TW: cursing 

Blurb: Trixie joins a support group to find what she should do about people reacting to Lucifer's charms and looks

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Lucifer and Chloe have been married for almost 2 years now, and Lucifer is like a dad to Trixie. She knows the truth, and is fine with it, except for the flirting. One night the family of three was cuddling on the couch with Moana playing in the background. 

"Hey Mom, can I join a support group?" Trixie asked suddenly. Both her parents looked at her. 

"What? Why..." Chloe responded. Trixie looked at Lucifer. 

"Cuz I wanna know what I can do to get people to stop flirting with Lucifer! It weirds me out," she shrugged. 

"Trix, I hope you know that I would never leave or cheat on your mum. She, and you, are my world," Lucifer reassured. Trixie climbed into his lap and snuggled. He wrapped his arms around her tight. 

"I know. It's just weird to have everyone and their brother try to fuck you!" Trixie exclaimed. 

"What was that?" Chloe said quietly. 

"Maze taught me all about sex and curse words." 

"There's a Demon Blade from Hell in the knife drawer. I'll call in a favor or two to get us a spot in a support group. You go stab Mazeikeen," Lucifer told Chloe. Chloe pulled on her shoes and coat, grabbed the blade, and marched to find a certain demon to kill. 

"Well, now that that is taken care of, let's find you a support group, shall we?" Lucifer stood up and stretched, picking up Trixie and grabbing his jacket before leaving. 

"I'm 10, I can walk Luci," Trixie grumbled. 

"It's late, and this person won't be in one place for long. We have to hurry, monkey," he walked faster, keeping a tight hold on his not-daughter-but-still-his-daughter. She groaned and leaned her head into his neck. 

"You're warm," she mumbled. 

"Well I am from Hell," he replied chuckling. He stopped in front of a Youth Center. 

"Is this the place from when you and Mom caught the drug dealer kid and your priest friend passed?" Trixie asked. Lucifer nodded. All the lights are on in the building, and he walks right in. 

They walk by a bunch of occupied rooms before going into one with a bunch of kids and their parents. They all stare. One such father startles and leaps up. He speed walks over to the pair and whispers, "What the hell-heck are you doing here?!" 

"You have no need to watch your language. Her mom's best friend curses far worse than you ever could. And I am here because I'm calling in my favor. We need your spot," Lucifer flashed his eyes and the man scrambled to leave. 

"Hello. My name is Lucifer and this is Trixie. She has requested to come to one to talk out her feeling of discomfort," he smiles at the leader of the group who swoons a little. He sets Trixie down and squats in front of her. 

"Are you good? If at any point you aren't, give the word and we'll be out of here. And if someone hurts you, I will kill them and send them to Hell, alright monkey?" Lucifer says quietly. 

"Ok. I'm good for now, but the single mom across is staring at your ass," Trixie giggled. 

"Don't let Mom here you say that," he laughed quietly with her. "Now, let's get supporting, shall we?" 

"O-ok. Trixie, why don't you and your dad tell us what's up?" the leader said. 

"I will, if the lady with the red hair will stop staring at his dick!" she said brightly. Lucifer snorted a little and patted Trixie's head. The lady in question blushed and turned away. 

"Why do you let it say stuff like that?!" a man said horrified. 

"Because she can say what she wants," Lucifer was getting mad, and his-totally-not-daughter saw that. 

"I am here cause I want advice on to how to not have him attract attention wherever he goes," Trixie says quickly. 

"Well, I'd say he could be less hot, but that's not possible," a girl laughed. 

"Hey, wanna go out with me?" another woman said. 

A bunch more asked him out or said he was hot or something, until Lucifer stood up, grabbing Trixie. 

"The imbecile who called my daughter an "it" come. The rest of you, I'm bloody married. Happily. So bug of!" he exploded. The man in question followed meekly. Once outside, Lucifer asked Trixie to turn away, but stay in his line of sight. 

He picked up the man by the neck, squeezing lightly. 

"You. You do not call my daughter and it and get away with it. I should torture you for days, and then leave you to rot in Hell. But, I promised my lovely wife I'd stop, plus I don't want Trixie to see. So, I'm leaving you to Maze." 

Mazeikeen appeared and dragged him away. She had a stab wound in her shoulder. Lucifer turned to Trixie and saw her looking at him. 

"Yes, monkey?" he asked. 

"I'm your daughter?" she said cautiously. 

"Well, if you wanna be," the Devil nervously stated. Trixie leaped onto him, and would've fallen, if Lucifer hadn't had amazing reflexes. 

"Yeah, I would. Thank you, Dad," Trixie mumbled before snuggled into him and falling asleep. The Prince of Darkness stood there in that alley for a good 10 minutes before snapping himself out of it. 

When Chloe heard the story later, she laughed and was very happy that Trixie and Lucifer were calling each other father and daughter now. 

fin

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tada! one of the longer ones. more should be out soon, but probably not today. a marvel or two will be out today, as will a sneak peak of c&cc. check out my fluffy the snek book as well! 

love, pip