𝐼 𝐻𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝒮𝑜 𝑀𝓊𝒸𝒽, 𝐼 𝒲𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝒯𝑜 𝒦𝒾𝓈𝓈 𝒴𝑜𝓊

Deals and Projections(4)

{Alastor's POV yippee!!}

"Shall we make this..a deal?"

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"A deal you say?" Lucifer questioned, looking pretty skeptical about me, which he should. I nodded, holding my hand out for a shake, his face looked like he was thinking. "So the deal you want is i give you my blood for you to heal, deal?"

"Mm..now that you mention it, give me control over the hotel while Charlie is gone." I added. looking at him with a smug grin. he huffed, annoyed at sudden terms.

"Fine, i'll give you my blood until you're healed AND control over the hotel until Charlie gets back, just don't ruin the hotel and run it like Charlie would want. In return for these terms i want you to do what i request you to until the deal is over, final offer."

'this bastard-' I looked at him annoyed, to which he just shrugged and smiled.

"I mean..if you don't want practically free Seraphim blood to satiate your cannibal self then that's perfectly fineee~" He teased. God i hate this man-

"Fine deal." I hurriedly spoke out. He held out his hand for a shake, his grin proud and devious which made me worried about what he was going to make me do, i'd hope nothing humiliating..

His horns quickly grew as I shook his hand, green magic emitted throughout the room which probably alerted the others, as Angel and Husk rushed into the room with Niffty scurrying in seconds later.

"Holy shit..Big dick himself making a deal with Smiles? wonder what kindd~" Husk elbowed Angel in the rib, shutting him up. Lucifer smiled kindly at Husk and gave Niffty a quick pat on the head as he walked out the room.

"By the way guys, Alastor is in charge now!" He yelled out from the hallway. I felt quite proud of myself having made a deal with the king himself, although sadly no soul was gained. Does he even have a soul? I would hope so- getting his soul would be heaven to me.

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"When i made this deal i was not expecting the requests to be just to participate in this silly childsplay.."

"Oh hush up with your whining and stay in character! Miss Quackith isn't whiny, just bitchy." Lucifer said as his poked my cheek. We were both sitting on Lucifer's floor..playing with a clearly self-reflective of Lucifer's family with ducks, though with how he's talking about this pretend Lillith it seems like he doesn't know how much he's projecting.

I sighed as i raised up the duck in my hand, putting on my best Lillith like voice, "Oh Beakifer, you do know that this little game of yours isn't entertaining me anymore. I hate to admit but i think that you'd be better off dead."

"But i love you more than anything! think of me, Winglie! how would she feel if you just up and left, how would she grow without a mother figure in her life!" He yelled out, faking tears as he played with his ducks.

I must admit, seeing the king like this and acting so immature was so amusing, almost kinda cute- but i still hate this little man with maybe a little less passion than before. Plus his duck crafting skills are pretty good, he says all these ducks are handmade and not just created with magic, i don't think i could pull that off but i'll never admit that, anything he can do i can do better.

"Oh Papa! you were never there, you're in the wrong here. Mama was present my life, i hate you Papa! you're chasing Mama away!" Lucifer paused, a solemn look on his face before he spoke up again in his terrible Charlie imitation, "It would be better if you left us all alone, go disappear and leave us again! or better yet, it would be better if you literally never existed!"

I noticed tears gathering in his quite gorgeous eyes, so i had to stop this little pretend family game from getting any more aggravated. I grabbed the ducks in his hands and placed them down, forcing him to stop playing with them.

"Lucifer..I think this little game is getting a bit serious don't you think? How about we just work on cooking dinner for the hotel instead? Take a little break from this."

He wiped the tears before they could fall down his cheeks and smiled, "Yeah sure, sorry about that- I've always wanted to have someone to play with, i've never really had someone who would do that, In heaven when i was growing up maybe but even then it wasn't very common where i could just frolic and play." He sighed, getting up from the floor and putting the three ducks he pulled out away.

"Didn't you ever play with Charlie while she was growing up?" I asked. He seemed to really have his spirits hung low when i asked.

"Lillith was the one doing that, i'd join in occasionally but she'd always say that she didn't want me to join..I really do miss those times..." He picked up a duck resembling Lillith from his bedside table and held it close, cherishing it.

'good god this guy has it rough, he really loved that woman so much that he got blinded from all this emotional abuse..but why do i even care- just more reason to tease him~'

I hurried to change the subject, this was just getting too depressing for me- though it makes sense with the mood coming from the guy i stole antidepressants from~ "Enough trauma dumping My lord. we agreed to cook something for the hotel right? why don't we hurry up and do that before they get to it first."

"This isn't trauma?-" He tried to butt in as i picked him up with one of my tendrils and carried him down to the kitchen. We both agreed to make simple pancakes, although not a dinner food it'll have to do- Lucifer said it was his favourite food to make so i don't entirely mind.

Our typical bickering started when i tried to add salt to the batter..

"Are you out of your mind? WHY'RE YOU ADDING SALT TO SOMETHING SUPPOSED TO BE SWEET!??" He looked absolutely offended, like i had just cursed his entire bloodline which i obviously enjoyed.

"I'm not a fan of sweets, and even then YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO ADD SALT TO BAKED GOODS- IT ADDS MORE FLAVOUR YOU MORON."

Niffty had ended up finishing the food we were supposed to make as we fought verbally with eachother. Lucifer had grabbed me by the collar, pulling me down to his level.

"You bitch. You don't fuck with me recipes, Charlie loved it for years so i'm not changing shit. You'll get the day off on requests from me if you keep my recipes the way they are. Got it?"

I huffed, annoyed that this torment was coming to an end already, "Fine, fine. You make pancakes the way you want and i'll make my own pancakes the way i wantt.." My ears folded back subtly, i wanted to torture this guy moree-

I told Niffty to tell the others that food was ready and that they could serve themselves in the kitchen, she scurried off to fetch them as i told her off. Lucifer had already grabbed his plate to eat, glaring at me with an annoyed stare, i just stuck my tongue out at him as i grabbed my own plate and went to my room to eat.

I quite enjoyed that banter, it wasn't malicious or hateful. Just playful- I think i'd like being friends with him one day soon.

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HEY GUYS! sorry if this chapter seems rushed, i wrote like 2/3rds of this in an hour or more and i'm very tired- i wanted to finish this sooner but again i've been very busy and haven't had lots of time to sit down and carefully write. I quite enjoyed writing this chapter tho (i wonder if yall can guess who my fav character is 7v7)

Anyways, hope you enjoyed reading so far. Take care of yourselves- drink water, eat, take breaks, etc and don't grind like me :,)

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