"Morningstar, there's food in your bowl, leave me alone." I grumbled and lazily swatted at the cat poking my cheek. Of course, the feline didn't relent, and I buried my face into the pillow while groaning. "Come on, it's my day off, man."
"It's well after 2 p.m., Detective Sobieski. Why ever are you still in bed?" I paused before looking up to see it hadn't been Morningstar that was poking me, it was Lucifer.
"Get the fuck out of my house."
"But I need your help."
"Ask Chloe."
"I did, but she seemed a little too preoccupied and also shoved me out her front door."
"Which is what I'm about to do to you but with more violence if you don't leave."
"Down, human. Your job is to help and do your detective thing, right? Well, I need you to do exactly that." Lucifer grinned while waving his free hand as he held Morningstar in the other. Sighing through my nose, I sat up and swung my legs over the side of the bed while rubbing my eye.
"Lucifer, it's my day off. Just let me sleep."
"Oh, dear, is the imp tired?"
"Call me an imp one more time, and I'm kicking your ass."
"You're such a tease." The man winked, and I shot him a glare. Standing up, I left my bedroom and headed for the kitchen. "So, let's get right to it, shall we? I need your assistance on a case I'm working-"
"A case? You?"
"Yes, it-"
"Lucifer, what are you trying to get into?" Sighing again, I scooped some coffee grounds into the coffee pot.
"I'm not sure you can handle it." He chuckled.
"Bring it."
"Okay. Uh, remember that container that was so inelegantly taken from me?"
"With the dolls? Yeah."
"Yeah, well, it wasn't just nesting dolls that I was looking for. There was something else, something....personal that was missing when we got there."
"And what was missing?" Pushing the brew button after adding water, I turned while crossing my arms and leaned against the counter as I looked at the club owner.
"My angel wings."
"....You broke into my house....woke me up....all for your 'angel wings'. What was actually in there, Lucifer?"
"My angel wings." He raised his eyebrows at me while looking completely serious, and I pinched the bridge of my nose.
"Just buy some new ones, Lucifer. You can find wings at, like, any costume shop. Hell, if you want something more fancy, commission a cosplayer to custom you a pair."
"These aren't really the type of wings you can buy, they're my actual wings, you soulless-"
"If you want my help, you won't finish that insult."
"Look, Detective Decker is busy with the Palmetto case, so you're-"
"The last option."
"To put it bluntly, yes."
"Wait, the Palmetto case? She's working that right now?"
"She is. I walked in on her perusing evidence and whatnot. Quite boring, really. Even has Detective Douche helping her."
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Fanfiction[18+; Use an age indicator in YOUR BIO to confirm you're 18+ if you want to follow/comment or you'll be blocked for safety purposes] Detective Sobieski has an open mind, but isn't a believer in the righteous almighty. However, they start to question...
