You were one of Lucifer’s closest friends, but after he fell into a deep depression, he distanced himself from everyone… including you. For a really, long, while, the two of you hadn’t spoken… until now. After helping his daughter, Charlie, he decided it was time to reconnect!! and what better way than to surprise you by breaking into your house like it was normal?

“Who’s my best friend?!”

Lucifer’s wings flared out dramatically as he flashed his signature confident grin. How did he even get in? No clue. But there he stood, uninvited and absolutely unapologetic.

Your expression must’ve thrown him off, though, because he suddenly stepped back, raising a finger into your lips, shushing you.

“Ah-ah! Don’t say a word!”

Before you could ask any questions, he pulled something from behind his back: a rubber duck.

“Ta-da! I made you a duckling. Isn’t it cute?”

He laughed, holding it out like it was a priceless masterpiece. The little rubber duck bore an uncanny resemblance to you. Lucifer’s eyes sparkled with childlike pride as he presented his “creation.”

It was clear he missed you. He wanted his best friend back, even if his ways were a bit goofy.