Chapter 192

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Lucifer is standing on the side of the pathway, holding a crying Alex close to his chest and bouncing slightly. He's saying something to the baby, and knowing him, she probably understands as much of it as anyone who does speak English would understand.

"Look, Dada Satan in action," Dean says with a laugh.

"Look, Dada Satan regretting becoming a Dada," Castiel adds. When they reach him, Castiel asks, "Is she hungry? Did she go to the bathroom and need her diaper changed?"

"Oh, howdy," Lucifer greets them in his exaggerates southern accent. "Nah, I been checkin' all them basics. She just won't stop cryin'."

Castiel holds his arms out. "Alright, well, I wanna see if I can make her stop just so I can say I'm better than you."

"Alrighty, partner," Lucifer says in his weird southern accent, handing her over. "But she ain't gonna stop."

"We'll are about that," Castiel replies, then starts singing one of his most popular singles. If it's good enough for the general teenage population, it's good enough for her, right?

Alex stops fussing and stares up at him with her cute baby eyes. Castiel chuckles to himself and holds her close.

"Aw, aren't you just the cutest little thing?" he coos.

"Excuse me, sir," Lucifer says with excessive sass, "this here blob of pink happens to be my daughter, not just some thing."

Castiel rolls his eyes, but he can't wipe the amused smile off his face. "Alright. Aren't you just the cutest lil Satan's daughter?"

"Much better," Lucifer replies, his accent disappearing. "Oh, hey, Cassie, can you teach me the ways of the baby whisperer? Because this shiz is hard and you're kinda magic."

"First I'd have to figure it out myself," Castiel replies.

"You two sound like a newly wed gay couple that just adopted a baby," Dean tells them.

"Well, obviously," Lucifer replies. "What, you think we just poofed it into existence?"

"I wouldn't put it past you to try," Dean replies with a shrug. "How long even is that ride? Cas and I have already walked halfway across the park, and ridden another ride."

"Oh, no, they rode something else earlier, after you guys disappeared," Lucifer tells them. "They're not waiting for one ride for an hour."

"'They'?" Castiel repeats, tilting his head in confusion. "What about you?"

Lucifer gestures to the baby with his head. "They don't let three-month-old babies on a lot of rides."

"Well, have you been on any rides?" Castiel asks.

"They don't let three-month-old babies on a lot of rides," Lucifer repeats.

"So what have you been doing?" Castiel asks.

"Walking around," Lucifer replies. "Looking at gift shops. I'm trying to find a princess costume in Alex's size. It's not working out too well."

"I'm not surprised," Castiel replies. Alex seems a bit small for a costume, but he's sure they have some somewhere.

"Why are you going to subject her to that?" Dean asks.

"You mean bless her with that?" Lucifer corrects him. "Because I'm an amazing father and she's gonna have some adorable baby pictures."

Eventually, the rest of the gang returns. It's just Sabriel, Charlie, Gilda, and Claire; a big change from earlier. They're all laughing and smiling, like they just had the time of their lives, and Castiel almost feels left out until he realizes that to join them, he'd have to ride a rollercoaster.

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