Deckerstar Oneshots: Book Two

Use Some Imagination!

It was time for bed. Chloe was working on a case and had asked Lucifer to watch Trixie for the night. So around nine p.m. Trixie had put her purple pajamas on and was in bed waiting for Lucifer to read her a story.

Lucifer came in and sat next to the girl. He had picked up a book about dogs and their emotions.

"No. I'm not a little kid Lucifer, a book about dogs and their emotions is so childish."
"Well none of your other books seem to fit your criteria."
"So make one up."
"No, see I don't lie."
"But it's not lying. It's creating your own fictional world. It's weaving a magical story that we all know is false, but find entertaining."
"Alright, um, once upon a time..."

Once apon a time there was a girl,

"A girl?" Trixie bud in, "Come on, use some imagination!"
"Sorry."

Once upon a time there was a princess named Talia. She lived in a big palace with her mom, Queen Claire, and her dad, King David. David wasn't the nicest person. Claire wanted to leave but couldn't find a way out. Every day Talia would wonder around the woods near their castle. One day she came across a mysterious tower. Inside, an enchantress resided. She was beautiful with a personality like fire. Her name was Mila.

"Who are you?" asked the sorceress.
"I'm Talia. What is this tower doing here? It wasn't here yesterday."
Mila smiled. "This is the tower of dreams, it appears whenever it's needed." Mila responded.

Talia nodded and understood. This would be how her and her mom would escape. She went home and started planning, the following day she went back to the tower, except Mila wasn't there. Instead and incredibly handsome sorcerer stood in her place.

"Who are you? And where's Mila?" Asked the princess.
"Ah," responded the sorcerer, "You're the little girl Mila talked about. She's out, collecting ingredients for me, I am Luther. How can I help you?"
"My mother and I are stuck in a bad place. I want to get us out. Can you help?"
"I can. But first I need to meet your mother. Bring her with you tomorrow, and we'll discuss your escape."

With that, Talia went home. It wasn't as easy as she though to get her mother alone though. Upon returning to the castle, she bumped into her father.

"Talia, where have you been?"
"Walking in our forests."
"All day?"
"Yes, father, all day."

King David was suspicious but let the princess go. Later that evening, after the king had gone to bed, Talia met with her mother to talk.

"This sorcerer can help," she pleaded, "please, just come meet him."
"And your sure we will be safe and happy?" the queen asked.
"Yes." replied Talia.

Claire nodded and went to bed. The next morning they ate breakfast and left. The walk to the tower felt anxious and exciting. Upon arriving, Luther and Mila were there waiting.

"Mom, this is the sorcerer Luther and the enchantress Mila."

Claire bowed and said greetings to both Luther and Mila. As the day dragged on, Mila took Talia to play while Luther and Claire finished with the plan.

  "I don't understand why you want to run away. You appear to have everything you could ever want." Luther commented.
"Appearances are misleading Luther, shouldn't you know that." Claire replied.
"I should, and I do. I guess I'm failing to see what your appearance is hiding."
"A lack of love. I have everything I could want. Except someone who can love me and my daughter unconditionally."
The sorcerer sighed and stepped closer to the queen. "Emotions can be so complex. You can find them in the most unusual of places."

Claire smiled and looked up at the sorcerer. The both started leaning in, but before anything could happen, in burst Talia and Mila.