Shorts Stories by CrimsonDevil

A Royal Valentine

                                     A/N: It's a day late but I wrote a Valentine's short that has Lucifer and Alastor sort of from the show and other events that follow.  Please enjoy!

                            Something was in the air, he could sense it, the sight of Demons making out and showing public affections that would normally be hidden behind closed doors was everywhere within Hell. The crimson demon tired of the display tried to make his way in haste towards the park where he was to meet someone of importance, Hell's own Head Honcho had invited him for a meeting rather suddenly and if he wanted to stay in the good graces of the Princess he made it his goal to endure the King's whims.  Having dealt with the Royal for a while now, he was used to Lucifer's random games of well.. randomness, he chuckled while recalling something that happened last week. Alastor tended to play a few tricks on the Royal, slipping hair growth into his shampoo thinking he'd turn out to be some hairy beast, no instead his hair grew longer and Angel Dust proceeded to take pictures of the King like he was a model. Why did that make him look better? Alastor recalled his tired expression upon failing to get to the Devil, even though Lucifer knew it was him pulling the pranks the King never got mad with him.

                              Trying to find that man's buttons to push was becoming difficult, his desire to remove the Royal from the Hotel had been his goal at first but over time watching the Father and Daughter together was amusing and somewhat satisfying to see how happy the two could be together. Too wholesome for his liking but who was he to deny that it gave him some clarity from Hell's madness and disarray, upon arriving at the park and wandering about for a while searching for the King. Though with how small he was perhaps it would be far more difficult than he thought,

"Whoa!" The sudden scream and sight of Lucifer swinging in front of him as he fell to hang from a tree branch, his wings were out and left dangling beneath him while his coat fell from his back still hanging from his shoulders. His hat had fallen off but quickly grabbing it, Alastor nearly snapped as he thought someone was attacking him only to stand before the Devil upside down in a tree.

"Alastor! You came! Haha..."

"What in the world are you doing? Why are you hanging from a tree, you can fly, you know?"

"Well... uh I just... I was trying to do this by hand without the help of magic, haha... it is going a lot slower than I would have liked..." he looked side to side nervously before Alastor shook his head and used his tendrils to reach up and gently untangle the other from the branches to set him down. Stepping forward to move and fix his coat before placing his hat back on his head, being respectful of the Royal before him,

"And just what was it you were trying to do?" Lucifer cleared his throat to give Alastor a look over before he got a bit nervous,

"Before I show you, might I change our attire for the occasion?" Alastor gave a surprised look but with a wave of Lucifer's hand their clothes changed, black ascent under his red attire, tailored and looking rather nice. Lucifer's suit changed as well to match his own keeping to the white and red ascents, he was without his hat but he kept his halo wrapped around his head almost like a crown.

"Lucifer, what are we doing here exactly?" The King held up a hand to stop the other before raising his cane to use his swirling light magic to illuminate the clearing before them, lights glowing along the tree tops, trinkets glistening from the strings holding them in the air. A table for two was set up along with instruments playing music on their own, Alastor looked around for a moment before slowly concluding that this looked to be a romantic setting for two.

"Alastor, I was wondering if you'd consider... being my Valentine?"

"I... what now?"

                              So many things ran through his mind, for starters, he was realizing what day it was now after seeing the Demons of Hell frolicking and fucking everywhere in sight but now that he was here with the King of Hell no less, asking for him to be his Valentine? How did it come to this? Why did it come to this? Alastor was becoming nervous as he saw the eagerness upon the Royal's face, should he decline, what then?