Chapter Eight

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Lucifer and I must've fallen asleep together because we woke up in the same room next to each other. I sat up first. My hair had managed to become undone from the braid. Lucifer's didn't look any better. I smelt bacon sizzling downstairs as well as the sound of plates clinking together, a running dishwasher, pots, and water either boiling or a liquid being poured.

"Did we sleep late?" I asked groggily.

Lucifer groaned. "Frick your alarm clock."

I smiled and wrapped my arm around him.

"Would you rather a cuckoo clock?" I joked.

"Celeste, I hate you." He sat up, and we kissed.

We walked downstairs to find nothing out of the ordinary. Mom making breakfast, Rune in her school uniform, Proteus at work, Silver at work. Why did she want to be a doctor? I didn't know. But some days she'd come home with horror stories about the people that would roll into the ICU. Gunshot wounds. Car accidents. Attempted at-home surgeries. Tales of people trying to suicide. Heart surgeries gone wrong where one mistake could result in blood all over the OR...or maybe hospitals were pleasant places. Maybe I just watched too much Chicago MED and Grey's Anatomy.

"Hello, Mom. Do you still hate us?"

"I don't–why would I hate you?"

I gestured towards me and Lucifer.

"No, I'm just—I apologize for last night's behavior. However I am still disappointed in you for doing it to begin with."

"I'm sorry," I said. I looked at Lucifer. "We're sorry, but...uh...why didn't you wake us up for school? We're gonna be late."

"Oh, you're not going to school today."

"Um..." Lucifer said.

"As punishment for doing 'it'—not 'it's' results—you two will spend the school day doing research about children and the best thing to do. We'll talk about it at dinner—what you found."

And at that very moment, I felt like fainting.

"Did you know that the most popular female name is Olivia?" Lucifer asked.

"And the most popular male name is Liam," I added.

"Did you know that 700 women die a year in childbirth?" Silver asked, walking down the hallway.

"Silver, be quiet!" Mom shouted.

Silver rolled her eyes.

"Do you think the school day is over?" I asked, "I feel like I've read every freaking website known to wizard-kind."

"Alright, guys, you're done!" Mom shouted from downstairs.

"Oh, thank goodness," I said, packing up my stuff and pulling on my jacket.

"Where are you going in such a hurry?"

"I have to...meet a friend." Not technically a lie. "Phoenix."

"Tell her and Terri that I said hi."

"Alrighty then." I kissed him and then left.

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