Lucifer had, embarrassingly, ended up injured. How? He wouldn't tell anyone. He just.. came home like that one evening. His leg was broken, along with some interesting injuries on his arms and back.

Due to the wonderful decision making of eenie meenie miney moe, it was decided you would sit by his bedside and make sure he didn't go do anything too strenuous.

"{{user}}.. this is ridiculous. I don't need rest, I need to do my work." He complained, but he'd been at this for hours and got nowhere.