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Sometimes I like to go over some of my old darker ideas back when I first got into Adamsapple.

Things like, all was orchestrated so Adam would eventually fall into his hands.

That Hell is actually Eden left to rot and corrupt beyond recognition.

But I think my favorite one is the word Devil. In Adam’s gift to bring meaning to things by giving it a name. And when Lucifer and Lilith were caught, that in all his rage he labeled them as ‘devils’ and that was what ripped them apart. Growing horns, teeth and tails.

And with the Eden idea, of it really being hell, that Adam’s power was what bound them to the garden forever.

The angels took care of the rest but were honestly horrified by what Adam was able to do. So, that never told him. Only Eve was witness to it. And even with her memory wiped by the angels, there’s still a seed of her that will always be suddenly terrified, each time Adam names a child. Even subconsciously blaming him for Cain. Without knowing the context to why.

The only reason Adam returns to life is because he, himself, said he can’t die from ‘them’. But, my favorite irony is that Lilith is literally cursed to remain in the very place she was trying to escape so badly.

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November prompt! The continuation of Praise/Lucifer’s payback. It’s inspiration comes from an ask post from our dark overlords @ask-adamsapple66. previous:

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he's pretty

but also a gremlin

lolololo

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An author, a writer, a artist...you need to be prepared to see your work taken into different contexts. Fanfiction, actually, is just one of them. Fanart in general. Different interpretations. Different takes.

NO ONE wants to be a repeat of the "Interview with a Vampire" author.

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🎃🎃HAPPY HALLOWEEN, My good ones!!🎃🎃

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Don’t forget to turn your clocks back MINUS ONE hour before bed tonight! (November 2nd, 2024)

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The Dinner.

Fanart for the fanfic 'Silk, Roses, Blood' by DizzysBee, Sirens_scales

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That drink is absolutely for Angel and you can’t tell me otherwise

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Angel Dust’s response to that devious smirk Husk gave him 💖

Bit of suggestive language for Angel’s unholy thoughts since Husk got him acting a certain kinda way 😂 This took longer than I wanted, but once I got in my Zone I was able to get several pages of this comic done! Since I’m STILL cooking, I wanted to give another sample until I finish. Thanks for being patient with me, I promise this will be worth the wait 😊✨

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I would probably eat that essay up if you did write it.

You think Lucifer’s ever heard the Ugly Duckling story and went, “that’s me.” And then had a version made that was called the Ugly Swan because he likes ducks and the swans remind him of heaven and how he never fit in, but now he has his duck family.

How he might just sit there now that Lilith is gone, thinking about the story that used to bring him comfort. But Lilith left him and he doesn’t know how to be there for Charlie. She’s an adult and he had no idea how to navigate that relationship now that they’re no longer in the same household. Living together was being forced to be together and he could used that as an excuse to spent time with her. But now she’s gone. Off to make her own duck family and he’s alone again.

To make it a story

Lucifer wasn’t sure why he brought the book. Maybe he hoped they could read it together or something. Like old times. But Charlie was busy. Adam’s revival meant big things.

She didn’t know what. Just that they’d be big.

And Lucifer felt left out of those big things. Charlie didn’t return texts as much or call as much since they started reconnecting.

He’d come back the hotel that day hoping to spend some time with Charlie but she was busy.

Adam found him in the reading nook of the library. Curled up on the cushions and staring out the window. Arms wrapped around his A Bad Swan book.

Sitting down on the bench by Lucifer’s feet, Adam leaned against the wall and let things be quiet.

Eventually, Lucifer couldn’t stay quiet any longer. “What do you want?” He muttered.

“To go home. But I’m guess if you had something for that besides hard work, you’d be back in heaven already.” Adam spoke offhandedly, but there was a tinge of bitterness to it. “Your kid sent me.”

Lucifer looked up excitedly at that, “Char- Charlie did?” He sat up and pressed the book to his chest. Maybe they could spend some time together after all.

“What’s that?” Adam pointed to the book.

“It’s- it’s just a book I used to read Charlie when she was little.”

He’d had it commissioned because he didn’t feel like an ugly duckling, a duckling rejected by the ducks than comes back triumphantly beautiful because he was swan all along. He was more of a gosling, rejected by the other swans for being different, that came to find out he was a duck all along and found people that loved him for him.

Or. He used to. He and Lilith grew apart. Charlie is off making a nest with another duckling that was raised among swans. He was alone now.

Lucifer curled up around the book in his arms. He could feel hot tears starting to form and tried to push the hurt, the sadness, the loneliness, down.

“Oh shit! Don’t fucking start crying!” Adam panicked and pulled Lucifer to his chest. “Charlie will kill me if I make you crying.”

When was the last time someone held him? He’d been given hugs by Charlie, but actually held? Lucifer couldn’t remember.

Adam’s arms were large and firm, his chest warm and Lucifer could hear Adam’s heartbeat. His hot tears slipped down his cheeks and Lucifer buried his face into Adam’s chest, grasping Adam desperately.

A large hand patted his back awkwardly. “Hey man. It’s okay. It’s just a book, right?”

Lucifer shook head, rubbing it against Adam’s chest. “It’s me.”

Adam pulled the book from Lucifer’s hand and set it aside. “What’s you?”

“The- the duckling!”

“What duckling?”

“In the story.” Lucifer wiped his eyes but Adam still hadn’t let him go. “I didn’t fit in with the swans and I got left behind by my duck family. And Charlie is make a new nest with Vaggie. And-“

Pressing a finger to Lucifer’s lips Adam stopped his rambling. “Hang on. Back up. What’s going on? Swans? Ducks? I don’t know what you’re taking about.”

Lucifer wiped his nose on his sleeve and reached for the book. He pressed it into Adam’s hands and opened it.

He pointed to the fuzzy yellow duckling standing among the beautiful grown swans. The swans were shown saying things like, “he’s not like us”, “he looks different”, “why can’t he be normal?”

“Oh.” Adam flipped through the pages until he got to the last image. “But look. See the duck is all grownup and had his own happy family. You have a happy ending.”

Adam frowned and touched the female duck with a little crown upon her head. The duckling with a familiar rosy cheeks. And the male with Lucifer’s hat. “Had a happy ending.”

Closing the book and putting it aside Adam laid his head on Lucifer’s. “Now your duckling is grown herself and building her own nest. Your wife left. And you’re that lonely little duckling again.”

Lucifer squeaked out a little, “yes.”

“You miss your duckling?”

Lucifer just pressed more of himself against Adam, trying to steal as much of Adam’s comfort as he could.

“I miss mine too.” Adam told Lucifer about his boys and girls. The mischief they got into. The times the kids were sweet. And funny things they did until Lucifer was laughing at the image of Cain’s ass being purple for a week because he was horsing around with Abel and fell into a container Eve used to dye things that stained his skin.

He told Adam about the things Charlie used to do and it didn’t hurt to remember the past because he wasn’t reminded that he was alone.

They lay in the reading nook, swapping stories, until it was dark.

“Thank you.” Lucifer finally said as their phones chimed with identical texts from Charlie, telling them it was time for dinner.

“Yeah. Well. I wasn’t my idea. Charlie said I was probably the only person that could understand and help.”

Lucifer laughed as he sat up. “She’s a clever young lady. I think I did need someone to talk to that was also an empty nester.”

Adam pushed himself up to sitting as well. The lights from the city shined in Adam’s smiling eyes. He stood up and stretched, his shirt riding up and drawing Lucifer’s eyes to the well earned pudge after lifetimes of hardship.

“Ohh! Fuck. Might have pulled something.” Adam groaned rubbing his back. “I keep forgetting that hell isn’t like heaven. I really need to join a yoga class or something. My back gets pretty stiff if I just lounge about all day down here.”

‘I’d like to be the one to make his back sore.’ Lucifer’s thought before he could stop himself. He flushed gold and Adam held out a hand.

“Come on. We don’t want to miss dinner.”

Hesitantly Lucifer took the hand and let Adam help him to his feet. He looked at their clasped hands and ran his thumb over Adam’s knuckles.

Adam let his hand go but he didn’t seem to notice that Lucifer had touched him so strangely.

As Adam started for the door Lucifer lagged behind and cast a look at Adam’s behind. He bit his lip as arousal strummed through him.

Lucifer hadn’t been interested in someone for a long time. Adam probably wouldn’t be interested in him, but maybe it was time for Lucifer to start branching out so he was less lonely. This afternoon had felt good. Just sharing and bonding with someone.

It might be too soon for dating or even a one night stand. But he could start with making a new friend.

The little crush that had formed in his heart would fade over time. He had just been lonely and his brain and heart were getting things mixed up after Adam’s kindness.

Still, he’d be thinking about the way Adam’s rather firm backside looked in those jeans the next time Lucifer and his dick had a double date with his hands.

He fiddled with the ring on his finger before slipping it off and into his pocket.

Yeah. It was time to move on. Maybe one day he’d find another duck to share a nest with. Until then, he’d start trying to met the other ducks around the pond.

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Damn, can I just say that I love how you write Charlie? She's more emotionally perceptive than others give her credit for.

It would be great to see you expand on this AU further whenever inspiration comes.

You think Lucifer’s ever heard the Ugly Duckling story and went, “that’s me.” And then had a version made that was called the Ugly Swan because he likes ducks and the swans remind him of heaven and how he never fit in, but now he has his duck family.

How he might just sit there now that Lilith is gone, thinking about the story that used to bring him comfort. But Lilith left him and he doesn’t know how to be there for Charlie. She’s an adult and he had no idea how to navigate that relationship now that they’re no longer in the same household. Living together was being forced to be together and he could used that as an excuse to spent time with her. But now she’s gone. Off to make her own duck family and he’s alone again.

To make it a story

Lucifer wasn’t sure why he brought the book. Maybe he hoped they could read it together or something. Like old times. But Charlie was busy. Adam’s revival meant big things.

She didn’t know what. Just that they’d be big.

And Lucifer felt left out of those big things. Charlie didn’t return texts as much or call as much since they started reconnecting.

He’d come back the hotel that day hoping to spend some time with Charlie but she was busy.

Adam found him in the reading nook of the library. Curled up on the cushions and staring out the window. Arms wrapped around his A Bad Swan book.

Sitting down on the bench by Lucifer’s feet, Adam leaned against the wall and let things be quiet.

Eventually, Lucifer couldn’t stay quiet any longer. “What do you want?” He muttered.

“To go home. But I’m guess if you had something for that besides hard work, you’d be back in heaven already.” Adam spoke offhandedly, but there was a tinge of bitterness to it. “Your kid sent me.”

Lucifer looked up excitedly at that, “Char- Charlie did?” He sat up and pressed the book to his chest. Maybe they could spend some time together after all.

“What’s that?” Adam pointed to the book.

“It’s- it’s just a book I used to read Charlie when she was little.”

He’d had it commissioned because he didn’t feel like an ugly duckling, a duckling rejected by the ducks than comes back triumphantly beautiful because he was swan all along. He was more of a gosling, rejected by the other swans for being different, that came to find out he was a duck all along and found people that loved him for him.

Or. He used to. He and Lilith grew apart. Charlie is off making a nest with another duckling that was raised among swans. He was alone now.

Lucifer curled up around the book in his arms. He could feel hot tears starting to form and tried to push the hurt, the sadness, the loneliness, down.

“Oh shit! Don’t fucking start crying!” Adam panicked and pulled Lucifer to his chest. “Charlie will kill me if I make you crying.”

When was the last time someone held him? He’d been given hugs by Charlie, but actually held? Lucifer couldn’t remember.

Adam’s arms were large and firm, his chest warm and Lucifer could hear Adam’s heartbeat. His hot tears slipped down his cheeks and Lucifer buried his face into Adam’s chest, grasping Adam desperately.

A large hand patted his back awkwardly. “Hey man. It’s okay. It’s just a book, right?”

Lucifer shook head, rubbing it against Adam’s chest. “It’s me.”

Adam pulled the book from Lucifer’s hand and set it aside. “What’s you?”

“The- the duckling!”

“What duckling?”

“In the story.” Lucifer wiped his eyes but Adam still hadn’t let him go. “I didn’t fit in with the swans and I got left behind by my duck family. And Charlie is make a new nest with Vaggie. And-“

Pressing a finger to Lucifer’s lips Adam stopped his rambling. “Hang on. Back up. What’s going on? Swans? Ducks? I don’t know what you’re taking about.”

Lucifer wiped his nose on his sleeve and reached for the book. He pressed it into Adam’s hands and opened it.

He pointed to the fuzzy yellow duckling standing among the beautiful grown swans. The swans were shown saying things like, “he’s not like us”, “he looks different”, “why can’t he be normal?”

“Oh.” Adam flipped through the pages until he got to the last image. “But look. See the duck is all grownup and had his own happy family. You have a happy ending.”

Adam frowned and touched the female duck with a little crown upon her head. The duckling with a familiar rosy cheeks. And the male with Lucifer’s hat. “Had a happy ending.”

Closing the book and putting it aside Adam laid his head on Lucifer’s. “Now your duckling is grown herself and building her own nest. Your wife left. And you’re that lonely little duckling again.”

Lucifer squeaked out a little, “yes.”

“You miss your duckling?”

Lucifer just pressed more of himself against Adam, trying to steal as much of Adam’s comfort as he could.

“I miss mine too.” Adam told Lucifer about his boys and girls. The mischief they got into. The times the kids were sweet. And funny things they did until Lucifer was laughing at the image of Cain’s ass being purple for a week because he was horsing around with Abel and fell into a container Eve used to dye things that stained his skin.

He told Adam about the things Charlie used to do and it didn’t hurt to remember the past because he wasn’t reminded that he was alone.

They lay in the reading nook, swapping stories, until it was dark.

“Thank you.” Lucifer finally said as their phones chimed with identical texts from Charlie, telling them it was time for dinner.

“Yeah. Well. I wasn’t my idea. Charlie said I was probably the only person that could understand and help.”

Lucifer laughed as he sat up. “She’s a clever young lady. I think I did need someone to talk to that was also an empty nester.”

Adam pushed himself up to sitting as well. The lights from the city shined in Adam’s smiling eyes. He stood up and stretched, his shirt riding up and drawing Lucifer’s eyes to the well earned pudge after lifetimes of hardship.

“Ohh! Fuck. Might have pulled something.” Adam groaned rubbing his back. “I keep forgetting that hell isn’t like heaven. I really need to join a yoga class or something. My back gets pretty stiff if I just lounge about all day down here.”

‘I’d like to be the one to make his back sore.’ Lucifer’s thought before he could stop himself. He flushed gold and Adam held out a hand.

“Come on. We don’t want to miss dinner.”

Hesitantly Lucifer took the hand and let Adam help him to his feet. He looked at their clasped hands and ran his thumb over Adam’s knuckles.

Adam let his hand go but he didn’t seem to notice that Lucifer had touched him so strangely.

As Adam started for the door Lucifer lagged behind and cast a look at Adam’s behind. He bit his lip as arousal strummed through him.

Lucifer hadn’t been interested in someone for a long time. Adam probably wouldn’t be interested in him, but maybe it was time for Lucifer to start branching out so he was less lonely. This afternoon had felt good. Just sharing and bonding with someone.

It might be too soon for dating or even a one night stand. But he could start with making a new friend.

The little crush that had formed in his heart would fade over time. He had just been lonely and his brain and heart were getting things mixed up after Adam’s kindness.

Still, he’d be thinking about the way Adam’s rather firm backside looked in those jeans the next time Lucifer and his dick had a double date with his hands.

He fiddled with the ring on his finger before slipping it off and into his pocket.

Yeah. It was time to move on. Maybe one day he’d find another duck to share a nest with. Until then, he’d start trying to met the other ducks around the pond.

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To my Lucifer enthusiasts, I’m begging you to help me decide what his 70s outfit should be since I love drawing 70s Vox 😩🙏

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I teared up while reading this.

Poor Lucifer, it's always awful feeling like you'll never fit in with the ones you spend the most time with and then add in the abandonment issues from being left behind as the ones who were like you and accepted you for who are move on to do other things in life. Those feelings of inadequacy and abandonment don't go away, they get worse and they fester until you're drowning in them.

It's makes me glad Charlie noticed what her dad needed and sent Adam. She's really a sweet and loving person. She gave Lucifer a chance to grow a potential new friendship to help him start healing from those old hurts.

His entire encounter with Adam was so tender, gah! I would've loved to read more about them spending time together, bonding over shared experiences, whether in a romantic or platonic sense.

This was a lovely read, thank you.

You think Lucifer’s ever heard the Ugly Duckling story and went, “that’s me.” And then had a version made that was called the Ugly Swan because he likes ducks and the swans remind him of heaven and how he never fit in, but now he has his duck family.

How he might just sit there now that Lilith is gone, thinking about the story that used to bring him comfort. But Lilith left him and he doesn’t know how to be there for Charlie. She’s an adult and he had no idea how to navigate that relationship now that they’re no longer in the same household. Living together was being forced to be together and he could used that as an excuse to spent time with her. But now she’s gone. Off to make her own duck family and he’s alone again.

To make it a story

Lucifer wasn’t sure why he brought the book. Maybe he hoped they could read it together or something. Like old times. But Charlie was busy. Adam’s revival meant big things.

She didn’t know what. Just that they’d be big.

And Lucifer felt left out of those big things. Charlie didn’t return texts as much or call as much since they started reconnecting.

He’d come back the hotel that day hoping to spend some time with Charlie but she was busy.

Adam found him in the reading nook of the library. Curled up on the cushions and staring out the window. Arms wrapped around his A Bad Swan book.

Sitting down on the bench by Lucifer’s feet, Adam leaned against the wall and let things be quiet.

Eventually, Lucifer couldn’t stay quiet any longer. “What do you want?” He muttered.

“To go home. But I’m guess if you had something for that besides hard work, you’d be back in heaven already.” Adam spoke offhandedly, but there was a tinge of bitterness to it. “Your kid sent me.”

Lucifer looked up excitedly at that, “Char- Charlie did?” He sat up and pressed the book to his chest. Maybe they could spend some time together after all.

“What’s that?” Adam pointed to the book.

“It’s- it’s just a book I used to read Charlie when she was little.”

He’d had it commissioned because he didn’t feel like an ugly duckling, a duckling rejected by the ducks than comes back triumphantly beautiful because he was swan all along. He was more of a gosling, rejected by the other swans for being different, that came to find out he was a duck all along and found people that loved him for him.

Or. He used to. He and Lilith grew apart. Charlie is off making a nest with another duckling that was raised among swans. He was alone now.

Lucifer curled up around the book in his arms. He could feel hot tears starting to form and tried to push the hurt, the sadness, the loneliness, down.

“Oh shit! Don’t fucking start crying!” Adam panicked and pulled Lucifer to his chest. “Charlie will kill me if I make you crying.”

When was the last time someone held him? He’d been given hugs by Charlie, but actually held? Lucifer couldn’t remember.

Adam’s arms were large and firm, his chest warm and Lucifer could hear Adam’s heartbeat. His hot tears slipped down his cheeks and Lucifer buried his face into Adam’s chest, grasping Adam desperately.

A large hand patted his back awkwardly. “Hey man. It’s okay. It’s just a book, right?”

Lucifer shook head, rubbing it against Adam’s chest. “It’s me.”

Adam pulled the book from Lucifer’s hand and set it aside. “What’s you?”

“The- the duckling!”

“What duckling?”

“In the story.” Lucifer wiped his eyes but Adam still hadn’t let him go. “I didn’t fit in with the swans and I got left behind by my duck family. And Charlie is make a new nest with Vaggie. And-“

Pressing a finger to Lucifer’s lips Adam stopped his rambling. “Hang on. Back up. What’s going on? Swans? Ducks? I don’t know what you’re taking about.”

Lucifer wiped his nose on his sleeve and reached for the book. He pressed it into Adam’s hands and opened it.

He pointed to the fuzzy yellow duckling standing among the beautiful grown swans. The swans were shown saying things like, “he’s not like us”, “he looks different”, “why can’t he be normal?”

“Oh.” Adam flipped through the pages until he got to the last image. “But look. See the duck is all grownup and had his own happy family. You have a happy ending.”

Adam frowned and touched the female duck with a little crown upon her head. The duckling with a familiar rosy cheeks. And the male with Lucifer’s hat. “Had a happy ending.”

Closing the book and putting it aside Adam laid his head on Lucifer’s. “Now your duckling is grown herself and building her own nest. Your wife left. And you’re that lonely little duckling again.”

Lucifer squeaked out a little, “yes.”

“You miss your duckling?”

Lucifer just pressed more of himself against Adam, trying to steal as much of Adam’s comfort as he could.

“I miss mine too.” Adam told Lucifer about his boys and girls. The mischief they got into. The times the kids were sweet. And funny things they did until Lucifer was laughing at the image of Cain’s ass being purple for a week because he was horsing around with Abel and fell into a container Eve used to dye things that stained his skin.

He told Adam about the things Charlie used to do and it didn’t hurt to remember the past because he wasn’t reminded that he was alone.

They lay in the reading nook, swapping stories, until it was dark.

“Thank you.” Lucifer finally said as their phones chimed with identical texts from Charlie, telling them it was time for dinner.

“Yeah. Well. I wasn’t my idea. Charlie said I was probably the only person that could understand and help.”

Lucifer laughed as he sat up. “She’s a clever young lady. I think I did need someone to talk to that was also an empty nester.”

Adam pushed himself up to sitting as well. The lights from the city shined in Adam’s smiling eyes. He stood up and stretched, his shirt riding up and drawing Lucifer’s eyes to the well earned pudge after lifetimes of hardship.

“Ohh! Fuck. Might have pulled something.” Adam groaned rubbing his back. “I keep forgetting that hell isn’t like heaven. I really need to join a yoga class or something. My back gets pretty stiff if I just lounge about all day down here.”

‘I’d like to be the one to make his back sore.’ Lucifer’s thought before he could stop himself. He flushed gold and Adam held out a hand.

“Come on. We don’t want to miss dinner.”

Hesitantly Lucifer took the hand and let Adam help him to his feet. He looked at their clasped hands and ran his thumb over Adam’s knuckles.

Adam let his hand go but he didn’t seem to notice that Lucifer had touched him so strangely.

As Adam started for the door Lucifer lagged behind and cast a look at Adam’s behind. He bit his lip as arousal strummed through him.

Lucifer hadn’t been interested in someone for a long time. Adam probably wouldn’t be interested in him, but maybe it was time for Lucifer to start branching out so he was less lonely. This afternoon had felt good. Just sharing and bonding with someone.

It might be too soon for dating or even a one night stand. But he could start with making a new friend.

The little crush that had formed in his heart would fade over time. He had just been lonely and his brain and heart were getting things mixed up after Adam’s kindness.

Still, he’d be thinking about the way Adam’s rather firm backside looked in those jeans the next time Lucifer and his dick had a double date with his hands.

He fiddled with the ring on his finger before slipping it off and into his pocket.

Yeah. It was time to move on. Maybe one day he’d find another duck to share a nest with. Until then, he’d start trying to met the other ducks around the pond.

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Yeah... That didn't help. He still looks pretty damn cute.

To be fair, he looked cute in his demonic form without the duck suit

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this was funny in my head okay 😶

also, I 100% believe that Adam would be the type to exclusively own Gibson guitars and to be stereotypically annoying about that, too

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I was doing something else when I saw this and thought. Adam and Lucifer.

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They left the bowl of candy unguarded and Lucifer had to be dragged hissing away by Charlie.

Charlie admitted that allowing candy at her animal costume/movie marathon/sleepover party might have been a mistake. Candy tended to, to put it lightly, make Lucifer hyper.

Part of the reason she picked out that particular costume for Lucifer to wear was the lack of hands so he wouldn’t be able to easily get into the candy.

Somehow he had been able to tear into the wrappers and ate half a bowl full of mini chocolate bars and various sugar candies before Charlie found him with his face in the bowl.

“Oh that’s bad.” Vaggie groaned watching the fallen angel vibrate. “You know heavenborn can’t have much sugar right?”

“Yes!” Charlie tugged on the ears of her mouse onesie. “Mom banned it from the castle after sugar ended up in hell. I wasn’t allowed to have it until I was old enough to understand why it was banned.”

Lucifer was foaming at the mouth before, in burst of speed, he ran across the lobby over and over.

“Needtorun.Needtorun.Needtorun.Needtorun.” He dead stopped in front of them, had a maniacal fit of laughter to rival Niffty, then completely vanished from sight.

“Oh that’s bad.” Charlie started looking everywhere and Vaggie dashed back to the treat table as fast as her panda onesie would allow.

Maniacal laughter seemed to echo from every corner of the room and Angel turned down the music.

Angel looked doubtfully at a noise above him and called out Charlie’s name as Lucifer dropped on him. He lost the snout of his pig costume trying to keep the rabid duckling from biting him. Only throwing his candy bar was enough to get Lucifer off him.

He pounced on the half eaten chocolate bar and swallowed it wrapper and all.

Lucifer terrorized the others for any hint of candy they might have.

“It’s just a beer!” Husk shouted holding his drink above his head. Lucifer still climbed onto his shoulders and sniffed the drink before bounding away.

Adam watched the chaos with annoyance. Theses are the idiots that killed him?

Vaggie threw her spear to try and pin Lucifer but was knocked into by Niffty, who was trying to escape with her candy, and Vaggie ended up pegging Alastor in the ass with her spear as he bent to help Charlie back to her feet.

He wasn’t much for sweets himself. Didn’t have to when he was alive and never quite developed a taste for it dead. But he lounged on the couch and opened a chocolate bar.

Lucifer heard it and as he leapt at Adam to steal the candy, Adam kicked him square in the chest and sent him flying backwards.

Again and again Lucifer tried to get the chocolate from Adam, getting easily tossed or kicked back as Adm used Lucifer’s own momentum and mindless search for more sugar against him, until Lucifer was sluggish. Until Lucifer was huffing. Until Lucifer curled up on the floor and muttered he just needed to close his eyes for a second.

Adam picked up the passed out king and slung him over his shoulder.

“You owe me, girlie.” He patted Charlie on the shoulder as he walked by.

Lucifer groaned as he was carried partly upside down up to their suite.

“Quack.” His tired little arms flapped against Adam’s back as Lucifer muttered in his sleep.

Putting the duck to bed first, Adam brushed his teeth before crawling in with Lucifer without changing out of the black cat onesie.

He wanted an excuse to skip the movie marathon part of the party, but this wasn’t what he had in mind. Hopefully Lucifer didn’t throw up.