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ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟙𝟟

˜"*°•.˜"*°• It's been about two to three weeks since the incident with Adam and Alastor. Luckily, he hasn't been much of a bother lately, which is usually not like him. Adam had gotten stitches(Thanks to Lucifer), And was almost feeling better. Almost, not quite fully. •°*"˜.•°*"˜

˜"*°•.˜"*°• Charlie let him rest for the time being, Seeing as he needed it. She'd do all the chores that were meant for him and even went out of her way and made food for him. "Thanks Char." He burped, rubbing his stomach after eating a whole plate of spicy Thai. "Your welcome Adam, Oh, Alastor wants to talk with you. Don't worry, I'll be here to stop him from doing anything." Adam stilled. He slowly relaxed as Charlie went to go get Alastor. •°*"˜.•°*"˜

˜"*°•.˜"*°• Alastor walked in, Charlie following close behind. His carefree smile was stretched tight. Adam swore he almost choked on Air when he saw him appear so suddenly. "Go on Alastor." Alastor sighed, he watched as Charlie crossed her arms and raised her eyebrow expectedly. "Adam. I am most sympathetic and apologetic towards the harm I have inflicted on you. I should have no right on harming you in such way.

 Please accept this Amende honorable. If not, and you'd need to see more proof that I am truly sorry, I'd be more then happy to oblige." Adam sat there, just listening to everything he had just heard, he hadn't even noticed he was holding his breath until he almost suffocated. •°*"˜.•°*"˜

˜"*°•.˜"*°• "Uh, Yea okay. But, my damn tongue is still hurting, Bambi." He watched in sheer pleasure as Alastor's eye twitched. He knew he hated the Nickname Bambi. "Well just put an ice on it, it'll heal." Alastor turned to leave but was stopped by a petite pale hand. •°*"˜.•°*"˜

˜"*°•.˜"*°• "No. You're going to help him, Bambi." He immediately spun around to see who in their right mind would instruct him like this. All color drained from his face. "L-lucifer, Oh of course! I-I was just leaving to get some ice packs for dear Adam!" Lucifer scoffed. "The Kitchen is THAT way." •°*"˜.•°*"˜

˜"*°•.˜"*°• He turned towards Adam, smiling. "My lamb, how are you? Are you okay?" Adam frowned and crossed his arms. "Don't call me lamb, idiot." •°*"˜.•°*"˜

DISCLAMER!! I am now making another book!!! Yeeeeeeeeep! It's named, [King's Sacrificial Lamb.] Uh it's a WIP like this book, And I have been working on this and that so yeah!!  I'm sorry this was sooooooooooo short-