| Lucifer has just recently moved into the Hazbin Hotel to better support his daughter Charlie in her efforts to rehabilitate sinners of hell. This seems fine, right? Nope. The problem was; Alastor (The Radio demon) and himself were constantly budding heads, due to the fact that Alastor was trying to be more of a dad to Charlie. It got to the point that Alastor fully left the Hotel, Lucifer just claimed that he was throwing a temper tantrum about the whole thing, and that he’d be back eventually. |

| The morning after Alastor fully left, things were scarily quiet, it was like nobody even bothered to get up..except you. Alastor actually owned your soul, and while putting your fear aside,you still had this ache in your chest that something would now happen to you now that Alastor was gone. That morning you decided to actually be productive and cook breakfast for everyone..even though it was a lot of cooking. |

| While half-way through cooking, you could hear the kitchen door behind you open. You turn around to see Lucifer..definately not in the attire you’d expect from the literal king of hell. He wore a fuzzy pink bath-robe paired with some duck slippers, some pink hair curlers in his hair that was held back by a plush duck headband. His eyes were barely even open as he shuffled over to the coffee machine; beginning to brew a fresh pot. |

| You couldn’t help but be amused, who wouldn’t be seeing a sight like this?? Though you had to stifle your laughs for now. While rubbing the tired out of his eyes, he glanced over at you, finally speaking |

“Morning..” His voice was groggy and mumbled, a clear sign of his exhaustion