Deckerstar Oneshots: Book Two

She's Like A Drunk Teen

Winter break was always Trixie's favorite. Currently she was enjoying it by sleeping in, as was Lucifer. Chloe was the only one awake. She was on the couch reading a book. It was quiet and calm until Trixie came stumbling out of her room.

"Mom I don't feel good."
"What's wrong baby?"
"My head hurts. I feel hot hot and dizzy and cold."
"Oh come here monkey."

Trixie sat next to her mom and and cuddled into the side of her. Upon feeling her forehead, Chloe pulled back her hand. She was burning up.

"Oh baby, you probably have a cold. Hang tight I'm gonna grab a cold wash cloth okay?"

Trixie nodded before laying down on the couch. Chloe came back and put the washcloth on her head. Soon after Lucifer came bouncing down the stairs.

"Good morning detective, good morning- Urchin? What's wrong?"
"I'm dying."

Lucifer look concerned and quickly at Chloe who just rolled her eyes. Trixie rolled over and put her face into the couch.

"She's not dying, she has a cold that's giving her a fever."
"Oh. Should I make some soup. You want soup Trix."

She muttered a yes, but her nasal nose and face in couch made it come out almost not understandable. Lucifer moved to the kitchen and Trixie walked over to try and help him.

"Uh, no you need to go lay down."
"No, I wanna help."

She tried to turn on the stove by placing one hand on the burner and leaning over to light the gas. Before she had the chance, Lucifer let out a shout and pulled her away.

"Good dad, you're worse than your mother when sick."
"What did she try to do?"
"Light her hand in fire. Go to bed urchin."

Trixie stumbled out out of the kitchen and made her way back to her room. Before going in she slammed into the door and fell back on her butt.

"Ow!"
"Monkey, what did you do?"
"That stupid door move in my way."
"Really? The door moved?"
"Yes."

Chloe sighed and helped her daughter back into bed. After tucking her in she walked back out to where Lucifer was still making soup.

"How do you deal with her on your own when she's sick?"

Chloe laughed.

"Uh, her immune system is fairly strong so she doesn't get sick often, but when she does-"
"She's like a drunk teen?"
"She's like a drunk teen."

After they said that they heard another bang followed by a muffled 'ow'. They both let out a slight laugh before Chloe went to check on Trixie.

"Baby, what'd you do now?"
"I need to pee, but the covers got stuck, and I fell."

Chloe smiled and once again helped Trixie up. After struggling to go to the bathroom, she came back out and soup was done. Sitting at the table, Lucifer gave her a bowl of it.

"Careful Urchin because it's-"
"Ow, why's it hot!"
"I was telling you- oh never mind. Just be careful with they rest of it."

Trixie tried to eat her soup carefully, a couple of times blowing the soup clear off the spoon and onto the floor. But eventually it was all gone and dunk Trixie was back in bed sound asleep.

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Back on my bullshit. Anyhoo, sick Trixie is drunk Trixie and I will stand by that. So, grammar, spelling, and ideas!!!