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Title: The Devil's Secrets
Characters: Chloe Decker, mention of Lucifer
Words: 165
Prompt: elegance
Finished: May 2018

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Chloe stood and watched Lucifer for a while already; he was sitting at the piano in the middle of his nightclub; the LUX was full of people like every night, but he didn't seem to take any notice of them; his eyes closed, his head crocked, he was playing a piece of music she had never heard before; so full of sadness and solitude that it almost broke her heart.

This man was a riddle for her; so elegant, so smug, so self-pleased, never willing to accept any limits; he took what he wanted, and no one seemed to say 'no' to him.

Most of the time, he drove her crazy, but sometimes, in rare moments like this, she could feel a deep loneliness inside him, dark secrets she preferred not to know about, and all she wanted was to pull him into her arms, to hold him, to tell him that everything would be okay again, because she was here, ready to take care of that.

Title: Birthday Party
Characters: Lucifer Morningstar, Trixie Decker
Rating: PG
Length: 651 words
Prompt: Any, any, Mmm... chocolate
Finished: February 2017

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Lucifer was standing under the sunshade of the patio, an untouched glass of soda in his hands. Just good that Maze wasn't around to see him. He knew what she would say, and sometimes, he wondered if she wasn't right.

He had changed since he had met Chloe, Detective Decker, for the first time. Not only that, she apparently made him vulnerable, literally, which was more exciting than a scary experience. Kind of disturbing, though, that he started to develop much too human feelings. Or what else was he doing here?

He had always hated children. Creatures from hell, loud, clingy, with mostly sticky fingers and mouths which did ruin his expensive suits. But for whatever reason, Trixie, Chloe's eight ... no, nine-year-old little daughter, had decided to call him her friend.

The reason why he was here today. It was Trixie's birthday, and she had invited him to her party. He would never miss an opportunity to spend some time with Chloe, so he dressed up, bought her a small present, and turned up in time.

Chloe had opened the door and eyed him up and down. The suit, the flowers, the box in his hands with the golden print.

„You can't be serious,“ she murmured.
„Tiffany's?“

„She will like it,“ he answered.
„Diamond earrings, two tiny hearts.“

„No way!“
Chloe rolled her eyes.
„She is still a child. Likes teddy bears, and The Peanuts and chocolate cake. She's not one of … ähm ... the ladies in your club.“

„The girls in my club are not ladies.“
He smiled wide, and her eyes were sparkling fire. He liked to see her like that. But they got interrupted by Trixie, who came running and threw her arms around him.

„Lucifer,“ she yelled.

And ruined his suit, of course. While Chloe quickly grabbed the small box and let it disappear into her own pocket. Before he could protest, Trixie grabbed his hand and pulled him into the garden. The beginning of a nightmare. Seven children at Trixie's age, soda instead of a good whiskey, Chicken dance instead of piano music. Detective Douche was there, too, of course, with a present in due form: a stupid stuffed cat and a book. Very pathetic.

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Chloe stepped onto the patio with a cake with candles in her hand.
„Trixie.“
Her voice was cheery, as if she was enjoying the party.
„Who wants chocolate cake?“

It was as if every demon from hell would break loose. Everyone seemed to attack the patio, six children, Trixie, Chloe, even Detective Douche clustered around the table. Chloe lit the candles, and Trixie jumped up and down excitedly when her eyes fell on Lucifer. She frowned.

„Do you have fun?“

„A lot,“ he lied. He was living on earth long enough to know that it was better not to start a discussion about the meaning of the word party right now.

„Do you wanna help to blow out my candles?“

„That's cheating,“ Detective Douche grumbled.

Lucifer glanced at him with a bright smile and grabbed Trixie's hand.
„Sure I will."

Together, they managed to blow out the nine candles at once, and Trixie clapped her hands and made a wish.
„Not telling,“ she laughed when he asked her what it was.
„It will only come true when I keep it secret. Do you want a piece of my cake? It's chocolate-vanilla creme. The best.“

He shuddered.
„Mmmm … chocolate.“
She beamed at him, and he stared at the plate with the biggest piece of cake he had ever seen, full of horror. If there was something he hated more than children, it was chocolate. But no way that he would admit it. Not today. Because it was Trixie's birthday, and Trixie loved chocolate.

Title: Her Fate
Characters: Mazekeen, Lucifer Morningstar
Prompts: everything new
Word Count: 124
Finished: 18.12.2017

Lucifer had never been a good child who followed the rules. His father finally had taken the appropriate measures and banned him from heaven. Forevermore the dutiful servant in hell.

He hated this life, despite the overarching power it gave him; so boring always to be the guy others were afraid of.

„Maybe we should visit earth for some time,“ he told Mazekeen one day.

„No, we don't,“ the demoness who was at his side since he could remember, protested. „Humans are so weak and dull.“

He smiled his demonic smile she never could resist. „Might be fun to change this.“

Mazekeen sighed inwardly. She knew she had no other chance than to follow him, wherever he would decide to go.