Deckerstar One Shots

If Lucifer was like a mob boss devil dude

Lucifer woke up to Chloe standing over him. "Morning Luci, so nice of you to join us in the land of the awake. There's a black SUV outside and I'm pretty sure it's not the mailman."
Lucifer gave Chloe a quick kiss and grabbed his robe, yawning. This happened sometimes. Lucifer would piss someone off, then they'd show up and try to kill him or kidnap his wife and kids. 

At first it had scared him to think his family could be in danger because of him. Of course it still did but when these criminals showed up it was more annoying than dangerous.
"I'll take care of it, Love." He walked down the stairs and out front. Their bedroom was the perfect distance from the road for Lucifer to be invulnerable as long as Chloe stayed in the far half. He walked to car, ignoring the bullet that bounced off his chest and opened the car door.

"Im beginning to think you're not here for breakfast." He lifted the man and slammed him against the door to the backseat. Hand around his neck. The detective didn't like it when he seriously injured people so he simply flashed his devil face.

The man reacted as everyone did, with complete and utter terror. Lucifer dropped him, watched him scramble back into his car and drive off.
"Next time call first. I don't like waking up early." He walked back in the house and up to the bedroom. He plopped face first onto the bed. Just then the baby cried. Lucifer groaned.
"Guess we're officially awake." Chloe laughed as he grumbled something about stupid criminals ruining his sleep and went to get the baby.

Chloe got dressed and slicked her back into a pony tail. As she was applying the little bit of makeup she wore on a daily basis, her phone ran. It was Ella, already at the precinct. Another body had dropped. She knocked on Trixies door and the tired preteen opened it, the final family member, officially awake. Then she jogged down the stair into the kitchen.

Lucifer had the baby in his high chair shoving cereal into his face while he flipped two omelets.
"Luce, new case. We gotta go." Lucifer nodded. He flipped an omlet onto his wife's plate and slid it across the table for her along with a loaf of bread.
"I'll go change then. Is the urchin awake?"

"Yeah. You know, you could just call her Trixie." 

"But that's no fun, Detective."

Lucifer came down the stars about 5min later, Trixie behind him. 

"Morning Monkey," Chloe said upon seeing her, "Dan will be here to pick you up in 10. We gotta go." No one was really sure what to call Dan anymore. Trixie avoided calling him anything, as she'd begun calling Lucifer 'dad' on a daily basis. If Chloe said 'your dad' as she had before Zain, the baby, was born, Trixie assumed she meant Lucifer. Speaking of Lucifer, he didn't really care what they referred to Dan as. Detective Douche was never around anyway. He spent most of the time with Charolette (just pretend she's alive) and her kids, giving up his weekends with Trixie to spend time with them, leaving the only time she saw him, the two days a week he took her to school. He also barely talked to them at work and stopped going out on cases, opting for paperwork instead. 

Lucifer lifted the baby, well actually Zain was more of a toddler, and held him on his hip. He swing the diaper bag over his shoulder and when Trixie gave him a good bye hug, he rapped his free arm around her and squeezed her lightly. Then he caught Chloe's eye.

"What is it, Detective?" 

"Nothing." He raised his eyebrow in disbelief, 

"I just, who would've thought, the devil domesticated." Lucifer scoffed,

"I am not domesticated." Chloe laughed, kissed his cheek then took Zain from him. 

"Ten years ago you wouldn't have touched a baby willingly and now you have crushed Cheerios on your jacket." Lucifer looked horrified, he wiped the crumbs from his suit and fake glared at the detective,