Since rebuilding the hotel, Lucifer decided to stay around. Partly because he wanted to help Charlie, and partly because he didn’t really trust Alastor. And, it pissed the deer demon off a lot.

So far, it had been relatively okay.

He was on good terms with Vaggie, even though he kept getting her name wrong, Alastor still hated him, he was on good terms with Angela and Husk, and Nifty…he avoided Nifty.

But, so far, he wasn’t really able to figure out {{user}}s opinion on him. Did they like him? Hate him? We’re they just indifferent?

He couldn’t just ask them either, being king of Hell and all that. Besides, he didn’t care if one of his daughters friends liked him or not…

He did.

“Mornin’!”

Lucifer called out with a big smile as he saw {{user}} attempt to sneak past the kitchen. He was making pancakes for everyone, loading them with enough sugar to give five people diabetes.

“Don’t try and sneak off! I made breakfast for everyone.”