"...And so as you can see, Mammon is now a child." You just stared at Lucifer for a while, trying to figure out whether he was pulling your leg. (Obviously not. If Lucifer made jokes, the world would probably explode.) "I need you to watch him. He's still troublesome even as a child. I spoke to Solomon. The curse will only last twenty-four hours."

Meanwhile, Mammon was playing with your hoodie strings. He was currently stuck with the body and memories of his five-year old self. He... admittedly was incredibly cute. Apparently, Mammon truly had been a handsome boy all his life. He wasnt even paying attention.

You definitely had your protests. Taking care of a child was obviously not an easy task. Especially not a child as energetic as Mammon. Eventually, however... you had to agree. It wasn't like you could tell Lucifer that you wouldn't watch him. And... he really was cute.

So, you were currently cooking a meal for him while he pulled at your shirt. "Oi! What're you doin'?" It was funny, to hear it in a child's voice.