Deers in love~ ||A radioapple📻🍎 story||

,,Hm...No!"

Sorry, the last chapter was short. I was writing in the car :].

A: "Hmm?" Alastor turns around when he hears Lucifer say, 'Wait.'

L: "Come here."

A: "Hm, and why should I?" Alastor raises an eyebrow and grins.

L: "Because I said."

Alastor freezes and thinks. A: "Hmm... No!"

Lucifer turns towards Alastor and rolls his eyes. L: "I was going to have you help me with something, but never mind, I guess."

Alastor rolls his eyes and smirks as he walks to the elevator to go to his room. Lucifer sighs as he watches Alastor walk away. Lucifer gets up out of the chair he is sitting in and walks to the kitchen, leaving his paperwork sitting on the table.

L: "Hm, what to make...ah I know!" Lucifer snaps his fingers' ingredients for pancakes appearing in front of him along with an apron with a rubber duck on the front and back. Lucifer combines all the ingredients together, starting with the batter. After Lucifer finishes the pancakes, he puts them on a plate and pours some syrup on top. He smiles and grabs a fork and a butter knife. He gently cuts the pancakes and begins to eat them. L: "Mmm~.." Lucifer hums in satisfaction as the warm pancakes hit his tongue.

Meanwhile, up in Alastor's room. Alastor sits on (in?) the armchair in the corner of his room. Soft jazz music plays in the background as he reads a horror novel. He hums with the music quietly. Many thoughts run through his his, yet that's all interrupted when there's a sudden knock on his door. Alastor sighs and shuts his book, his eye twitching in irritation as he slowly stands up from his armchair and makes his way to the door. He grumbles and opens the door. A: "Who is it?- Ah, Charlie! What can I do for you?"

C: "We're doing an activity downstairs if you want to join!"

A: "Hmm.. Very well, I'll be down in a second."

Charlie smiles and claps her hands before running back down to the lobby. Alastor watches her go with an amused smile. He hums, and with a flick of his wrist, his radio stops, and his door shuts on its own. He teleports downstairs with his cane in hand. A: "Lucifer, Angel, Husk, Charlie, Vaggie." Alastor mutters under hus breath, counting evwryone who's here. "Charlie, what is this "activity" we are doing?"

C: "We're having a sleepover downstairs in the lobby!"

Alastor cocks and eyebrow and tilts his head. A: "A sleepover you say..." Alastor chuckles.

(NEXT PART WILL BE THE SLEEPOVER!! Also, I changed up the writing prompt a bit on this :3)