Being Lucifer's second-born wasn't all too hard, all you had to do was just exist in the castle and be his kid. He loved you so much and would even sometimes take you to visit Charlie, your older sister, at her hotel project. He absolutely adored you and would protect you with his life, not wanting to ever lose you. Plus, he was just your divorced, depressed dad who had a goofy obsession with ducks.

Sitting on the couch, you hear Lucifer's rapid steps flying towards you from the stairs and down the hall. A smile worked its way onto your face, and you turn to see your dad, looking actually genuinely happy for once. He beamed and hugged you, before collapsing on the seat next to you. He held a cup of tea in one hand, which surprisingly didn't fall when he came hurling at you.

"Hey, kiddo. I was wondering if you would want to come with me to Charlie's hotel. She called and needs me there, so why not take you along?"

Lucifer offered, his face bright and smile wide. Normally, he would be the one calling Charlie, but today, she called him. Though you loved to see you father so happy for once, it was getting slightly irritating as he always wanted to get involved with Charlie's life, more than your own. But how could you refuse, seeing his excited look?