30 Days of Lucifer and Trixie - [Writing Prompt June 2019]

Day 05. Pony Tails

A long one for ya! Happy 5th day !! <3

[Series Notes]
•This will be updated according to my timezone - AWST (GMT+8)
•Trixie is her canon age - about 10.
•Creator of this Writing Prompt List is Mia Botha and can be found on Pinterest.
•This Series will also be posted to my Ao3 for a broader audience (@HolyKingWasteLand)

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i.

"Okay Lucifer, so she has a play-date at four, here's the address. Just make sure she's dressed." Chloe instructs, handing over the paper. She kisses Trixie's forehead. "Bye babe, be good for Lucifer and I'll pick you up later tonight, okay?" Trixie nods and Chloe smiles. "Alright, see you two later!"

She rushes out the door and Lucifer looks down at the child. "Alright, it's 2:47pm, so you have about an hour until we have to leave." He says, ushering the child away. "What do you want? Food? Cartoons?"

"Could you do my hair?" She asks. Lucifer stares at her a moment before blinking and breaking their eye contact.

He sighs, "Very well. Come along, Beatrice."

Lucifer sits her up on a bar-stool and gently runs a comb through her long brown hair. "How do you want it?" He asks, fiddling with the strands.

She gets out her phone and opens up a photo, showing it to Lucifer.

"A braided bun up-do? Simple enough." He takes a few hair pins from Trixie and holds them with his lips, separating her hair into two sections down the middle, leaving a few stray strands out to shape her face.

He braids both sections separately and Trixie hands over hair ties after each one.

Once they're braided, he gently tugs the braids apart, making them looser for a fuller feeling. Then, he wraps the braids around each other, messy, but with purpose, securing them in place with the hair pins.

He spins the chair around and looks at all sides. Seemingly happy with the result, he takes a photo on Trixie's phone and hands it back to her. She squeals in delight and jumps into Lucifer's arms. "Thank you thank you thank you!" She repeats, hugging around his neck tightly.

Lucifer laughs and stumbles back, holding her up so she doesn't break his back or hurt herself in the process. "Of course, child. Whether it's hair struggles, parental issues, or just teenage drama: I'll always be here." The sincerity in his voice shocks both him and Trixie, but he means it.

"Thanks Lucifer." She whispers, giving him another squeeze of thanks. He pats her back.

"Alright, enough emotions for one day. Go finish getting ready and we'll watch cartoons before we leave." He bribes. Trixie pulls away with a smile and he releases her onto the floor. She runs off to her bedroom.

And Lucifer smiles.

beep boop

ii.

Lucifer gets a call.

Which isn't out of the ordinary, but it was the caller that surprised him; especially considering he never gave out this number to said caller.

'Detective's Spawn' it reads.

"Beatrice? What's wrong?" He answers after the immediate confusion, which returns when he hears her emotion-filled voice.

"Lucifer, could you come over? Something happened and I don't want mommy to know." She says into the phone softly.