A Collection of Demons

Lucifer's Brawl

It was a cool autumn evening, an eventful day had passed in the harem household, each girl readying themselves for bed, or was already asleep. Lucifer was one of them, finishing up her final chores before taking down her loose bun, allowing her flowing white hair to breathe down her back. She placed the last plate in the dishwasher, then walked down the narrow hallway into the bathroom, flipping the light switch to reveal herself standing in the mirror.

She gave her own reflection a smirk, glowing red eyes staring back at her as she stood in the small room, flaunting her figure to herself. She was the embodiment of pride, after all, might as well show it. But then, an intrusive thought popped into her mind out of the blue, like a mosquito buzzing through her brain. She placed a hand in her hip, sighing as she rubbed where it landed. It was then when a new figure entered the room, the queen's face turning bright red.

"Justice! Get out of here!"

"Oh, Lucy, is that you? Sorry, I thought it was empty."

"The light was on!"

"I didn't hear anything."

She scoffed, "Well, I'm sorry, I'm still in here."

"Thanks for telling me."

"You're welcome."

"I didn't mean to make you mad."

Lucifer hummed, "I'm not mad."

"You sound mad."

"Well, I'm not."

"What is it, Lucy?"

The queen's face remained a bright red color, "There's nothing wrong!" She shouted, taking herself aback.

"Lucy... you can tell me, I promise that no one will know other than me."

"I just don't want to talk about it, it's rather embarrassing."

"We've told each other embarrassing things before, right? Remember the time I told you about how me and Azrael had a fight over a chicken sandwich?"

"That was humorous, this is humiliating."

"It can be that bad."

Lucifer sighed, "Still, I don't want to speak it into existence."

"Lucy..." Justice spoke with her puppy dog eyes.

"Fine! I... think I'm getting fat."

"Really? That's it?"

"Yes."

"That ain't that bad. Who doesn't feel like that?"

The queen's face could probably be considered infrared light at this point, "You, I guess."

"Nah. I've been feeling it a bit myself. Too many pancakes, y'know?"

"I assume so."

The former prosecutor placed a hand on her shoulder, "Here, me and Judge were already talking about going to the gym tomorrow, wanna come with?"

"I..."

"Come one, Lucy... it'll be fun! I'll help you."

"Help with what?"

"Help with working out!"

The CEO sighed to herself, "Fine, I guess I'll go."

"Awesome! It'll be me, you, Judge, and I think Az wanted to come too, something about research."

"That'll end swimmingly." Lucifer responded sarcastically.

"I think it will, now, what do you say we go to my room and have some alone time."