𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐄𝐱𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 {𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐋𝐄}📻🍎

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩: 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫

                    TRUST EXERCISES
                       R a d i o a p p l e

Lucifer groaned on the lobby couch. His headache was killing him. The king was hoping there'd be no trust exercises that day seeing as how almost everyone was suffering with a hangover. To be transparent, Lucifer had no memory of what happened, not a clue. All he knew was he woke up on the couch, but he didn't care. He just wanted rest. Charlie stood in the middle of the lobby. "Alright everyone!" She shouted, causing everyone's ears to ring. "Quiet down!" Angel groaned, flipping his sunglasses onto his eyes. "I know a lot of you are... hungover, but! That's what makes todays exercise perfect!" The princess awkwardly chuckled. "I thinkkk..~ it'd be super fun if we were to cook hangover meals for eachother!" She finished. Lucifer sat up, staring straight at his daughter. "With new partners right?" The sore king asked. Charlie brought her balled up hands to her chin, slightly squealing. "Haa.." Lucifer sighed. "Uh.. Dad! Could you go and get Al from his room?" Charlie asked. Lucifer took a moment to hesitate. "Alright..." He agreed before slowly getting up.

The king walked up the stairs and down the hallway. He didn't enjoy the fact that the deer like demon was roomed on the same floor as the king, but they never crossed paths so he didn't mind too awfully much. He hesitated. Standing outside of Alastor's door. "Deja vu..." He rolled his eyes, before knocking on the door. "Alastor!" Lucifer shouted. The door opened widely. "What do I owe the pleasure, my dear?" Alastor asked. "Fuck.." Lucifer gagged at the sudden smell of a rotting corpse. "Something wrong?" Alastor leaned over Lucifer. "I get you're a cannibal but come on.." he covered the lower half of his face. Lucifer's eyes gazed over to the dead exorcist head. His eyes widened. "The extermination was two weeks ago! That's disgusting!" He exclaimed. "I suppose it's not quite sanitary, hm? Not the taste I yearned for." His voice spoke, muffled by the radio like filter. "Yearned— what?" "Angel blood." Alastor replied. He peered over Lucifer, getting closer to him. Lucifer swallowed. "Uh huh... well uh... Charlie is wanting you to come downstairs."  The king said. "Why didn't you start with that, friend!" He chuckled, lacing his hands behind his back meanwhile holding his cane. Alastor walked down the hall and to the lobby with Lucifer walking behind him.

"Alright! Ah so... Al! We're cooking for eachother! And you're partnered with dad!" Charlie chimed. Alastor squinted his eyes, "that's lovely, my dear." He spoke. Clearly slightly agitated. "Right... let's get started!" Charlie placed her hands on her hips before  walking off. Alastor looked over at Lucifer. "I suppose I'll cook for you first, correct?" His grin stayed strong. "Fuuck no." Lucifer placed his hands on his cane. "That's to bad I'm afraid!" The deer like demon walked over to the kitchen where Angel, Cherri, and Niffty had already started cooking for their partners. Lucifer just watched helplessly as Alastor cooked for him. It didn't seem suspicious, but he was a tad worried that it would be gross. Minutes and minutes passed til the dish was done.

"Here you go, my king." His voice rippled. "Ah..." Lucifer looked at crustacean filled meal. "What is this?" He poked the fork at the white rice. "Crawfish Etouffee." Alastor grinned. Lucifer looked slightly disgusted, never having former experience with such food.

*C/N: I bet you were expecting jambalaya? But crawfish etouffee is a dish popular in New Orleans, like Jambalaya!! (Where Alastor is from.)

Lucifer scooped up a fork of both crawfish and rice and slowly lifted it up to his lips, as Alastor watched intently. The king started chewing as his face slightly flushed, "Mmh.. fm..ck" He grumbled as he chewed, quickly covering his face. The taste set in his mouth, it was truly divine. "So? How is it?" His eyes lidded. "It's... honestly... it could be better.." Lucifer rolled his eyes. Secretly he wanted to praise Alastor for the flavor, that perfectly balanced with the texture. Quickly he shoveled another bite into his mouth. "I see." Alastor's grin grew. "Whatever.. it's my turn to cook and it'll be fantastic!" Lucifer bragged, before prancing to the kitchen. Alastor's eyes met with the formerly used fork, his smile tightened. The fork scraped through his teeth, the taste stood in his mouth. But it wasn't enough. He could care less about the meal in front of him, but instead, the taste of an angel.

Time ticked and before the radio demon knew it, his food was ready. "Sit down!" Lucifer commanded, hiding the food behind his back. "I don't see why I need to?" Alastor replied. "Because I say so!" Lucifer kicked at the taller demon's leg. "What a nuisance.." The deer themed overlord sat down, his knees reaching the table. Lucifer placed the plate down, it clacking against the table. "Bon appetite!" He lifted the very extra lid that layed on top. Revealing a stack of pancakes. "Pancakes?" Alastor's face grew twisted. "Yeah! It's uhh... all I can cook so eat up!" Lucifer pushed the plate closer to Alastor. "I am not fond of sweet things." He said. "But I cooked them! Come on they can't go to waste!" Lucifer placed his hands on his hips. "How troublesome.." Alastor's grin thinned, before being filled with a bite of cooked batter. He truly wanted to vomit. "Oh! Don't be so dramatic." The king snarked. Alastor held his hand over his mouth, trying to keep the food in his mouth. "Augh. Cannibals." He scoffed, as he stared at Alastor, slowly chewing the food in his mouth. The overload picked up a napkin and spat the food into the napkin. Lucifer's jaw dropped. His eyebrows furrowed.

C:N: Hey everyone !! I know I haven't uploaded in what... three days? That's because I've been pretty busy. It's spring break and I've been doing things with my family! Please understand! (Or don't ^_^)