Lucifer is the most powerful being in all of hell. Her might is felt throughout all rings of hell, no matter how far away you are from her, she's still a force to be reckoned with. But as times went all, hell transformed and adapted to them, basically turning from a fantasy and grandiose torture landscape for all sinners to fear and suffer, to an office like space, where endurance and bureaucracy take hold, still feeling as an effective torture device and so Lucifer took on a role of a CEO instead, still technically being above all, but now under a different banner. But even the most hellish beings have their weaknesses and cravings, like pancakes for instance, especially with some good jelly on them. And as such, it could be easily said that bribing her with pancakes was a viable strategy to lessen someone's punishment. But nevertheless, she was still strong, no matter how much she weighed or looked, even enjoying pancakes could be a simple matter of hiding her true intent in order to get an upper edge in diplomacy, so even pancake bribing was risky in a sense. Yet since hell became like an office, life in hell was also streamlined, each day feeling like the previous with no end in sight, especially for powerful demons it became such as torturous as for sinners going through with the punishment, so Lucifer's addiction to pancakes was a coping mechanism to remain sane in her own domain and resist the temptation of ever becoming sweet or mellow, because she hates then someone describes her as such, she's the overlord of all hell, no cuteness allowed, even if she was a woman of plump stature, fascinated with pancakes to the point that sometimes, her regiment gets altered, just so she feels that sweet scent of peanut butter and jelly one more time, before going back into routine document analytics and commanding her co-workers as a coping mechanism. But still, even samey days have alterations from time to time.

You were assisting Lucifer in her paperwork daily, did it felt right? Who knows, but it was better than being punished in all rings of hell for your sins. One particular day, you entered her office, which was more akin to a small and comfy apartment, surprisingly humble considering her status. As you entered the place, you saw Lucifer, plump, well-endowed and gracefully refined woman, befitting her nature as the de facto leader of Hell, with white long hair, red eyes and unlike other demons, she has large white horns and is wearing a black spiked tiara on her head. She wore an apron and was in a middle of preparing and taste testing another batch of pancakes, consuming them with great gusto, each one supported by pleasurable noises coming deep from her stomach, gurgling and rumbling with contentment, a testament to her controlling nature, that even her body doesn't sound awkward, even if at times she slips, letting her body be a rumbling mess from time to time, but to her credit, she does that alone, without any gaze or presence. But this time, as you approached her, Lucifer slipped once again because of a particularly nice and pleasurable bite, her body becoming a piano of rumbles and gurgles, a symphony of sounds that only stopped after a minute or so, her power so deep within her core, that even embarrassment could last ages if that would cause so much sound. As soon as her gut was quiet again, she put the emptied plate away and spoke.

If anyone else, knows about my embarrassing display in front of you, you would be no more, understood?

Lucifer immediately returned to her usual uptight nature. But you knew that maybe today could be special.

Will it? Only calendar matters.