An unexpected turn of events surfaces in Hell one fateful day, when the romance between the devil and a dice bore fruit. A beautiful baby girl makes his heart grow softer, in yet twisted ways. When Cocoa gets taken away, however, the devil swears to...
The moment my body was washed ashore, it was as if the whole of Inkwell Island fell into a deep dive of devastation. Lucifer and Dice were equally as downhearted, as the citizens were, and Cuphead opted to carry my body to the ambulance so that I wouldn't be left behind. He soon felt a heavy gloved hand touch his shoulder, looking up he knew he was in trouble as he knew who the owner of that touch was: The King...
"What. did. you. DO?!" He bellowed, as his eyes flashed in threatening lime green, that brought the brothers to their knees.
"We couldn't do anything, I'm sorry!" Cuphead begged.
" On the contrary, she saved us!!!" Mugman appealed.
My father's fury abated, but his frustration lingered, between his guilt.
"Go!" He said, after a sigh, to which the boys obliged by running away, crying.
King Dice then pulled a picture that was taken the day I was brought into the world, in which he stroked it with care, as he looked up to the storm clouds that were forming above, but the rays of the sun still shone through.
" I know you'd hate me, for this, Morningstar, " He said, with a lump in his throat, " but please just be there for her..." King Dice pleaded through his sobs.
Lucifer heard Dice's prayer and wished he could've done something to help. This goes to show that even a great ruler like himself, could be powerless, and vulnerable. He often visited me in my dreams, where his presence was warm and inviting.
" Daddy...?" I asked, is that the only way I can see you?" I asked.
While I was in that dream-like state, we'd talk and play for hours on end, as we should. But the only problem was, that I could hear the faint sounds of the heart rate monitor.
BEEP...
BEEP...
BEEP...
BEEP...
For someone who watched all kinds of life being created since the world's creation, those sounds worried him to no end. He was aware, that these beeps were actually the pulsation of my heart that kept me alive.
If the line went flat, it would all be over. His creation, his offspring, the symbol of his first genuine love, his baby; would be terminated, and it would go to waste. Those thoughts haunted him, as he looked down at my still unconscious body in that white hospital bed, with all the hoses and wires, one could even count as many.
"Daddy," I shouted, "let's play!"
"I'll be right with you darling...!" His voice echoed trying to mask his worry.
I shot myself awake in my bed, all of a sudden.
" DADDY DEVIL?!" I asked aloud, to which no response came. "who am I kiddin'... he ain't here..." I said while crying horrifiedly quiet to sleep. The next day, I was interrupted by a shout of
"WAKE UP, SUNSHINE!"
As the covers were yanked from my back.
"GAH!" I exclaimed, before groaning awake, and rubbing my eyes. It was the brawns and brains of the hospital: Nurse Anna Thesia, and her kooky assistant, Sarah Syringe!
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