Sweet Talker

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{Re-written at the end}

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Y/N glanced at every demon who either had a shocking face or just a plain blank face. But one caught the most, which was the deer-like demon. Smiling at her like she was prey in his eyes.

Y/N: Right... well I'll be waiting in the office.. Lucifer.

With that, Y/N left the room floating gently as she glided through the air.

Charlie: That's my aunt? Wow, she's so p retty and angelic. Literally.

Charlie smiled at her father who nodded softly as he glanced at the door.

Lucifer: Now, excuse me. I'll be off.

Charlie: How long is she staying for? A couple of weeks? A month?

Lucifer didn't say anything. They never do stay long because of the amount of arguments they constantly have. Always blaming him and Lilith.

Lucifer: When she feels like it. They never stay long here Charlie.

Lucifer left the entrance and headed back to the office to continue speaking with Y/N. Silence emerged since no one was near.

Vaggie: Being honest. I thought angels are supposed to conceal their... I don't know, angelic-like powers?

Alastor: Either way. That was oddly entertaining. I never expected to run into an angel before.

Charlie: Archangel. A regular angel is different compared to an archangel Alastor.

Alastor tilted his head smiling as he looked around. Nothing out of the ordinary expect red flowers and imps walking in and out.

Angel-Dust: Is there a way we can talk to her again? Like having an actual conversation?

Vaggie: Doubt it. She didn't seem to be fond of us when she saw us. Especially with Charlie.

Charlie: I'm sure she'll get used to us here.

Husker: Princess... this is hell. She's an angel or archangel. They're learned that hell is shit. So it'll take a miracle for her to get used to this.

Husker commented to Charlie who just rolled her eyes understanding what he meant. She knows that no angel wants to stay here in hell.

Husker: Now can we go please? I rather spend my time at the hotel than here.

Alastor: Agreed. As much as that was an absolute sight, the smell is there. And I thought they would cover the stench of holiness.

Nifty: Guess not them. Or her.

The others grumbled as they all exited. Alastor took a glance back at the door the archangel left earlier.

Alastor: What an interesting angel of God....

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Lucifer: Have you calmed down Y/N?

Y/N pinched the bridge of her nose being careful of her wings on her head. She slowly nodded as she stayed afloat. Her knees up to her chest as she hugged herself.

Y/N: She looks a lot like you and...

Lucifer: Lilith. Yes, but her idea of redemption...

Y/N glanced at him seeing he sat down in his chair as both of his elbows on the desk and his hands in his hair.

Y/N: I admit.. Very unlikely of a demon who is born here. I mean.. Demons are demons because of their actions in their past living life. I mean... they were shitty people before—

Lucifer quickly glanced at Y/N making him almost feel a whiplash from the quick look. Y/N, who was covering her mouth, glanced at Lucifer but he was surprised by her sudden word of choice to describe the people on earth before they died.

Lucifer: Did you just cuss?

Y/N shook her head 'no' quickly making her back away. But Lucifer just smirked and decided to take this opportunity to tease his only sister.

Lucifer: You did! You said your first cuss word! Now I have something on you!

Y/N: Shut up! I'm in hell, I think— I think it's just a fit of the moment. Don't think much of it!

Lucifer: I won't. But what about dear old Father?

Y/N looked at Lucifer in shock. Just as she was about to retaliate he continued.

Lucifer: But you are correct. Charlie's idea of redemption seems feeble. Sinners came here because they lost their second chance. They already came to an agreement with themselves about Hell.

Y/N: Yes... as for her "friends" why bother helping? Especially that deer one. His sins, his impurity, everything...

Lucifer: You mean Alastor?Even, I don't understand myself. The better question as for any of this— why?