An Old Face

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9:00pm...

Once arriving back at the hotel, Lucifer sat alone in his room. Alastor head forgot he had something important to attend to during the evening at Cannibal Town. Which was said going to last a few hours, so he didn't except Alastor back until midnight or later. He sighed, sitting at the edge of his bed. He curled up under the blankets, turning off the lights with his magic, then closing his eyes. Fuck.. he was tired as shit...

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"Look!" Lucifer holds up his hands, his eyes glinting with happiness. "I finally did it!" He exclaimed enthusiastically, as he looked at his older brother. "Y'know~ since I'm your younger brother, you should learn a thing or too from me."

Micheal scoffs, rolling his eyes. "Lucie~ I think that's supposed to be the other way around, you're supposed to learn from your older brother."

Lucifer huffs, crossing his arms. "Party pooper." He glances up at Micheal, who was practically a spitting image of himself. But if course, his older brother has to be taller than him.

As if Micheal read his younger brothers thoughts, a grin grew on the side of his face. "Shortie~" he teases, patting Lucifers head.

"Palm tree."

"Coconut."

"Branch."

"Stump."

"Corn."

"Bean."

"Beanstalk."

"Potato."

"Tree."

"Dirt."

Lucifer snuffs, his brows furrowed. "Stop making fun of me for being short!"

Micheal grins playfully, ruffling Lucifers hair with his fingers. "Than stop complaining that I'm taller than you!" A stupid smirk grew on his face, as he pulled out a booklet. "Show me what you accomplished."

Lucifer lit up, raising his hands to the air. "Free will! Father's creation should have free will!"

"I don't think father will like that idea." Micheal warned, biting his lip.

"Oh, come on, brother!" Lucifer whines, bouncing up and down on his heels. "I'm sure he'll love it!"

Micheal exposes a nervous look on his face. "You know he thinks your kind of a troublemaker, right?"

Lucifer waves his hand, scoffing. "Pfft... I still he say it's fine."

Micheal's face never shows certainty, his eyes glinting with an unknown emotion. "You're being reckless, Lucie...with your actions. Who knows what will happen if you disobey father to many times."

"Disobey him? Over my dead body.."

Micheal scowls, getting impatient. "Lucifer! Just listen!" He grabs onto the collar of his brothers suit, pulling him close. "You've been messing with Adam and Lilith! You've been causing trouble with the serephame, disobeying their orders! You've gone against fathers will, plenty of times! Don't tell me, that you're not a troublemaker!" Micheal's voice wavers, letting go of Lucifer. He backs up, crossing his arms. "I-I just don't want anything to happen to you...little brother." He sighs, looking down at the ground.

Lucifer thinks, his eyes growing wide. "Fine, if you won't let me present the idea of free will to father, then I'll give them it myself." He turns away, heading for the door.

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