(You’re Charlie)

You sit on the couch, sighing as you watched the two demons argue.

You thought it would be a good idea to invite your dad, Lucifer himself, to help out with your hotel.

It’s been two hours and they haven’t stopped arguing since your dad arrived.

“I’ve been here from the start, while you’ve been making those stupid duck toys.” Alastor’s staticky voice interrupted your thoughts as he gives Lucifer an unsettling smirk.

Lucifer glares at him, his eyes narrowing.

“This is ridiculous! I’m her dad! You’re only here because you have never better to do in your sad, joyless life.”

Jesus fucking Christ, will they ever shut up?!