Remember Me

Prologue

"No, Mammon. I'm not going to try 'convincing' Lucifer to give you your credit card back," Dorothea sighed as she walked away from the greedy avatar.

"Awe, c'mon! Please? I'll do anything!!" Mammon whined as he crawled after Dorothea, pleading on his knees in the hallway.

Dorothea shook her head, "I'm sorry, but no. You got yourself into this. You can get yourself out."

Mammon groaned as he stood up, flopped backward onto a cushioned bench, and dramatically spread his arms, "If you don't help me, you know I'll just do something more drastic!"

"And I'm certain it'll backfire on you!" Dorothea said before closing the bedroom door behind her.

"Is Mammon being a pain?" asked Lucifer as he read a book on the couch in his and Dorothea's shared bedroom. His record player spun a vintage vinyl of a woman singing in a different language. Dorothea groaned lightly and nodded. She took her overcoat off and gently placed it on the coat tree. She then sat before the fireplace, sinking into the comfortable chair as the fire crackled. "Shall I talk to him?" Lucifer asked as he closed the book, gently placed it on the coffee table, stood up from the couch, and walked over to Dorothea, standing behind her.

Dorothea closed her eyes and shook her head, "No, no... you know how I stand on that. Harming him won't do anything. He'll have to wait." Just then, she felt her shoulders being massaged. Dorothea smiled softly and made a small noise of contentment.

"I know you're very great at relieving my tension, but," Lucifer leaned down to Dorothea's ear and whispered, "I think it's my time to return the favor."

Dorothea giggled, "Really? Would that be an early anniversary present?" Lucifer froze. Dorothea gasped lightly and turned to face him, "Did you forget?" Lucifer's face flushed pink, "You did!" she laughed.

"Dorothea, I did not forget. That is something one of my brothers would do." Lucifer walked to the right side of the chair, "Have I ever forgotten an anniversary? For anything?"

"Oh, I'm only teasing. You're wonderful about anniversaries," Dorothea said, leaning up to plant a gentle kiss on Lucifer's lips. "But, if you do want to give me a little massage, I'd happily accept," she said as she stood.

Lucifer smirked and gently took Dorothea's hand in his, "Very well then. First off, you should get more comfortable," he said, gently tugging on a string from her corset.

Dorothea's face flushed pink. However, she did comply, pulling the corset out from underneath her dress and setting it on the foot of their bed. "That better be as far as this goes, Lucifer," said Dorothea shyly.

Lucifer chuckled, "Of course, dear. Now, lay on the bed, please." Dorothea complied. Lucifer sat next to her and started softly rubbing her shoulders and lower back. This continued until Dorothea fell asleep.

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As Dorothea and Lucifer's anniversary crept closer, Dorothea started getting a little anxious about what she should get him. "For the last 99 years, I have gotten him gifts that he adored," she thought to herself, "This is the big 100! I feel as if I need to get something he'd adore more than anything I'd given him in the past." She sighed, "Usually, he wouldn't want me to stress over something like this. But this is something I genuinely want to do. It has to be amazing! It has to be-"

Dorothea's thoughts were cut off when she walked past the television in the living room. There was a commercial playing for a witch named Bella who claimed she could help anyone in any situation they were caught in. Normally, Dorothea wouldn't go to such a place. But her mixture of curiosity and desperation got the best of her. One day whilst Lucifer was in a meeting with Diavolo, Dorothea saw the perfect time to visit this witch. She walked the streets of The Devildom til she finally found the witch's shop. It looked just like any other shop to be completely frank.