The one and only Devil

Bomb

Madeline Morningstar, probably the most feared person in the universe. Even god is scared of dear Madeline and what his creation has become. 

She would kick wounded puppies like footballs, she would entice the good into being bad, and most of all she made sure something was stolen from her husband. It was blamed on the florist.

There was a package at the front door. It was quite average in shape and size. A teenager was standing there too.

"Sign for..." He said in a monotone voice. He scanned his clipboard. "Madeline Morningstar?"

"That is impossible she doesn't live here."

"Is this your address?" He shows her the clipboard. Sure enough her address was laid out in front of her.

"Yes but..."

"Do you want it or not? Otherwise it will be returned to sender." He glanced at the clipboard once more. "The address it will return to... is here!"

"I didn't buy anything, my name is not Madeline, and I certainly would never ever send something to myself. Use some common sense." He stared at her blankly.
"Can't you do something about this?"

"Ma'am can you just sign for the package?"

"What the heck fine. But I am going to process a complaint to FedEx." He just simply shoved it in her hand and left. What the heck? She didn't even sign for it.

Just as she was setting the box on the counter Lucifer appeared behind her.

"Cordelia I have got a job..... what is that? He said gesturing towards the box.

"Apparently your wife took it upon herself to send herself a package with my address."

"Probably just some death threats directed towards you."

"Oh my god Lucifer this is terrible..."

"How many times have I told you don't bring daddy into this!"

"Woops forgot." She took a breath. "Death threats? Seriously Lucifer?"

"And probably a bomb." He casually as ever just picked up the box, walked to the window and shoved it outside just as it exploded. "Now that that's over with can we get on with this job? It is quite interesting..." 

"THAT WAS A BOMB LUCIFER!"

"Yes I see that." he said it in a confused manner.

"It was a bomb!" 

"Isn't that what I said?"

"Your wife is trying to kill me!"

"Well yeah there's that." He once again looked really confused. "Am I missing something?" Cordelia started rubbing her temples in a dramatic motion. 

"Lucifer bomb equals death. Death equals my death. You see where I am going with this?"

"Death equals your death. You no immortality?

"Me no immortality."

"I really need to have a talk with my wife." A single piece of paper flew in from the window Lucifer picked it up and quickly skimmed the page. "This is rather graphic. I really need to talk to my wife." He started to make his way towards the front door. 

"Lucifer wait! What about me? I can't just wait around here for your wife to have another go at me." He stopped halfway to the door and smiled. 

"I know exactly what we are going to do," He gave Cordelia another devilish smile, "we are going to do a job."