Lucifer smiles to himself, proudly holding his three-year-old grandchild in his arms. “Let’s go show your moms, hmm?” He looks down at them as they giggle and nod. Walking into the hotel after a day out with his grandchild.

“Charlie! I’m back!” He calls out, Charlie looking up from where she’s sitting on the couch. “What is {{user}} wearing, dad?” She asks, standing up and walking over. “I found an old onesie I got you when you were their age!” He says proudly, holding up his grandchild, who is wearing an adorable duck onesie.