Did It Hurt When You Fell?

{•Chapter 2•}

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Riley, all things considered, was a-. . .Odd, individual to say the very least. Well, in Lucifer's eye's sure. You see, after God so, "generously" sent down the brunette in hopes of playing matchmaker with his son. Lucifer and Riley sort of clicked, reluctantly of course.

Well, not so much as clicked. . .More or so like, they became very close acquaintances through mutual bonds and sharing the same interests. Hell, you couldn't even really call the two "friends". Not saying that they weren't fond of one another, no no no. They just weren't as close as to say, Lucifer and Ebag for example.

But don't let that fool you, the two we're still, in their strange own little way. Inseparable! Well, as inseparable as a human and a demon could get I suppose, but inseparable nonetheless.

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" So what's on the agenda today Morningstar? Braids, a mohawk? A wash maybe? Come on, come on im a busy man after all. " Riley nagged, chuckling a bit as he saw Lucifer scoff in amusement. " Oh yes, SOOOO busy! It's not like ninety-five percent of the time you're either on your phone watching Desperate Housewives or binge-eating everything in the office's refrigerator. " Lucifer instantly shot back as Riley just gave him a defeated and agitated look. " Hmph, toché. . . " Riley reluctantly huffed as Lucifer grinned, another point in his book. " Heh, but no. . .You can surprise me this time, but make sure to do something more, new! Could you do something like that? "

" Honey, do you know who you're talking to? Of course I can! I could make you look like Repunzle if you gave me a couple of hours, besides. Who am I to say no to one of my most loyal customers? " Riley said as Lucifer's face began to flush a crimson scarlet color. " A-. Well, uhm. . .I'm glad me and you are on the same page then! " Lucifer awkwardly coughed out, trying to play it cool as Riley only smiled. . .God-. What the hell was that?

" Hmph, indeed you are, so are we doing it out here or would you prefer somewhere else? "  Riley asked, fixing his bag full of hair supplies as Lucifer thought for a moment. " Hmmm-. . .Could-. We maybe do our business in my chambers? Ugh, my apologies if it's an inconvenience but all of these horrid screams of the damned can really give you a migraine. "

" Woah, no dinner first? Just straight to your room then? Smooth moves Romeo I'm Impressed with your boldness.  "

" Wah-. WAIT NO NOT LIKE THAT-?! THATS NOT WHAT I MEANT AT ALL I SWEAR-!!! " Lucifer argued, his voice cracking ever so slightly as his eyes were blown wide with embarrassment. " HAHA-!!! Dude, dude Lucy! I'm just messing with you I promise! You should've seen your face! Good God, so defensive! I mean goodness, I have standards you k-. OW-?! " Riley held his arm in pain as Lucifer struck a fatal punch to it, it didn't exactly. . .Hurt, by any means, it was just mildly annoying. Like a mosquito bite.

Odd, and here Riley had come to think that Lucifer was much more stronger.

Or maybe the slightly shorter demon in front of him was holding back, and if so that was a conversation for another day.

" Awww, what was that for? Pffft, did I hurt your feelings or something? " Riley asked, giving Lucifer those. . .Damned big brown puppy dog eyes of his that were guaranteed to work every time.

Riley truly had mastered the art of manipulation. . .God, he and Ebag needed to hang out less, the hellspawn sure was rubbing off on the hairdresser that's for sure.