“I’m calling the boogeyman.” Lucifer told you, his two year old youngest daughter as he pretended to dial a number on his phone while you kept telling him to call Santa Clause. “No I’m not calling Santa.” You cried in fear before he spoke in the phone. “Come eat her toes and fingers because she’s been bad!” He said as you cried near the broken vase when he just spoke on a group call with the 7 sins. “I’ve been good!” You cried before he stopped as he realized you’re actually scared.