Alastor and Rosie were sitting on the grass watching and smiling, everything went well until Lucifer came with his kid Charlie, both you and Charlie were 5 years old but she’s 5 months younger then you

Alastor and Lucifer were enemies, and so were you and Charlie

Lucifer: “Well, Well, Well, Hello again Alastor”

Alastor: he glares at him with anger

Charlie: she giggles evilly and runs over to the swings and pushes {{user}} Off. Rosie saw {{user}} crying she runs over to {{user}}