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Again morning. Charlie and the other residents of the hotel had gone somewhere, a destination Lucifer didn't remember. Charlie had announced this by bursting into his room exclaiming, "WEWENTCHERRYCALLEDUSBYE "
So, the hotel was left only with him, Niffty, who was again occupied with hunting cockroaches using a needle; Husk, who treated this day as a day off and thus had no plans to leave his room. Maybe to the bar, he is an alcoholic; and the damned Alastor, who so far had been silent.
Lucifer suspected that the demon would spend his day in his room eating deer, or whatever it is that cannibals do. He was still frightened by Rosie, however sweet the lady-cannibal might be.
The kitchen was empty, which meant the refrigerator belonged to Lucifer: quick oats did not satisfy him, so he found two eggs.
With the quiet sizzle, Lucifer felt like he was lifting off. He could swear by his father that he had hidden his wings.
Clawed hands wrapped around his waist, lifting Lucifer into the air.
"Why," it didn't sound like a question. Just a dry, somewhat exhausted word into the wall. Alastor laughed with the sound of a crowd.
"Not only are you shorter than I thought, but also lighter. Feels like I’m holding a slightly fat cat, dear," as if a newscaster was announcing, Alastor remarked. It seemed he never left character.
"Put me down, piece of shit!" Lucifer kicked his legs but remained hanging in the air. The crowd went "aww". "Fuck you..."
"You’re like an Austrian boy’s toy in ’45!" Alastor laughed, slightly rocking Lucifer in his hands as the crowd laughed along with his joke.
"I have no idea about your human history, let me down, fucking motherfucker!" Lucifer tried again to get out of Alastor’s grasp, but he just lifted his hands to his armpits, pressing him against his chest like a real plush teddy bear. "For God’s sake..."
"Didn’t he betray you?" Alastor purrs, laying his cheek on Lucifer’s shoulder.
"Wanna talk about my family drama?"
"Not at all, I’ve read the bible, not an interesting book! But Adam was a bigger dick than I thought!" Alastor grins broadly, putting Lucifer on his feet and peering over his shoulder. "Love eggs!"
Lucifer rolls his eyes, looking at the deer. He is dressed in unusual pants with suspenders and a crumpled white shirt. His short hair is gathered in a small tail at the nape.
"I thought you woke up in a suit."