Disclaimer: sad face :(

Authors Note: Okay there isn't really a point to be made in this story, just an excuse to put Lucifer, Trixie and Chloe together for a day :)

It's 3 chapters long and already written out. It's so 'fluffy' you might think you'll die lol There is also a 'scene' at the end of chapter 3 but I think it's covered by T rating ;

Enjoy!

"Lucifer!" Trixie clung to the man like she did with her favourite teddy bear.

As always the king of hell had to force himself not to flinch, he couldn't show fear to the small human. That's what human's usually said, wasn't it. Don't show fear to an animal and it won't attack? Lucifer had hoped it would work the same way with Chloe's spawn who constantly threw herself at him. It didn't seem to matter how many times he told her that he was in fact, the Devil, the child didn't seem to mind and continued to use him as her cuddle buddy. He wished her mother would have the same reaction, but as always the detective ignored all the evidence in front of her in regards to him.

"Ah, yes. Hello child," he responded, patting her on the head as he usually did in greeting. "Where's your mother?"

Trixie squeezed him once more for good measure before stepping back to look up at the overly tall man. "She's getting ready." Then she turned those big brown eyes on him and batted her eyelashes. The first time she did that he'd thought she was having some sort of seizure and had called for Chloe in a panic. Little did he know it was her attempt to get something from him. The sneaky little devil. He gave her kudos for that. Folding his arms, he waited for her to tell him what she wanted. "Can you make me breakfast?"

"I could, but I'm not." Lucifer almost felt bad when the child pouted. Almost.

"But you make the best breakfast, Lucifer. Please?" she batted her eyelashes once more and smiled triumphantly when Lucifer sighed and started walking toward the kitchen.

Apparently if you were a Decker woman, then flattery got you everywhere with the Devil. He had no idea what power they held over him, but he was starting to get slightly annoyed at how easily they could sway his decisions. "Did your mother get the truffle oil, like I asked?" He began looking through the cupboards.

Trixie shrugged and climbed up on to the stool next to the breakfast bar, watching as the king of hell himself prepared her favourite; pancakes.

Chloe paused before stepping into the kitchen hearing the sound of childish giggling and she couldn't stop the quirk of her lips at the sight before her. Lucifer was wearing her 'kiss the cook' apron with Trixie cheering him on as he flipped pancakes. She wasn't even mad at Lucifer for showing up in her house without invitation. She'd gotten used to having him here the past few weeks. The supposed Lord of Hell had taken it upon himself to come over every morning since the whole Malcolm debacle to make sure both Chloe, and as much as he didn't want to admit it; Trixie, were alright. She'd been suspended pending an investigation regarding her removing evidence and ignoring police protocol. Lucifer had already promised to speak with the Chief and get her job back but in truth, Chloe was enjoying her paid time off. It was giving her more time with her daughter and also time to wrap her head around her Ex, Dan being locked up in jail. She could deal with everything else later.

Lucifer flipped the pancake in the air catching it neatly back in the pan with little effort. Trixie clapped and giggled, asking him to do it again.

"Finally Detective. I was beginning to wonder what you were doing up there?" he said, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.

Chloe tried to glare at him, but it came out as more of an amused scowl. Damn him, she thought. "Pancakes? Again?" With a pointed look at her daughter. "You're going to turn into a pancake, Trixie. You do know that?"

"That would be so cool." The little girl slid of the stool and ran to her mother, giving her a warm hug.

Lucifer watched the exchange between mother and daughter feeling like he was intruding. So instead he turned back to the stove and switched it off. He was sure the stack of pancakes he'd made would be enough to satisfy their hunger. Placing the plate stacked high with the sugary goodness on the table, and a jug of syrup at the side, Lucifer headed back to the kitchen to start cleaning up. His mind wandering as he wiped the counter top. Since his mother had returned to earth Lucifer had been having these moments when watching the detective and her daughter interacting together. The warm hugs, the childish giggles as they raced about the house and seeing the way Chloe treated her daughter made the devil feel – dare he say it – sad? He'd never had that kind of relationship with his mother, or his father, even before he fell and he was considered God's favourite son. He'd looked out for his brothers and sisters, yet now it seemed they had forgotten all that, and instead took their fathers position and decided he wasn't worthy of their time or attention. His mother was an entirely different kettle of fish. The king of hell was more like his mother in regards to thinking for himself and saying exactly what was on his mind, regardless of the cost. But unlike his mother, he didn't lie, and he wouldn't hurt innocents. Lucifer still knew right from wrong, good from bad. Mother had no time for humans and would quite willingly destroy them all just to get back at his Dad for creating them. He must have zoned out for longer than he realised because when he looked up Chloe was standing by his side with her hand resting on his arm.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes, yes of course. Sorry about that, just thinking about what fun we'll have today." Lucifer could tell by the crinkling of her eyes that she didn't believe him, yet she wasn't pushing him for answers so he reasoned they would be having a conversation later when the child wasn't within earshot.

"What are we doing today?" Trixie piped in, bouncing around happily while munching on half a pancake covered in syrup.

Chloe groaned, her daughter was currently experiencing a sugar high of epic proportions.

Lucifer couldn't contain an amused chuckle. "Well, I thought we could go to the zoo?"

The high pitched squeal from Trixie made Lucifer cringe. He would have considered taking back the offer if Chloe's expression hadn't lit up with gratitude, making his chest swell and his heart pump faster. He gave her a small smile and nod. He was still unsure how she managed to make him feel this way with only a smile, it should be the other way about, but he'd long since abandoned his search for answers where the detective was concerned and decided to just enjoy the ride.

"Well go on then child, clean yourself and get dressed so we can go."

He had barely finished the sentence when Trixie vanished in the blink of an eye to her room to get changed. He could hear her talking to herself about what she should wear and shook his head at her insanity before turning to find the detective staring at him.

"What? Do I have something on my face? You're welcome to take a closer look," he prodded with a smirk.

Chloe stepped closer and raised her hand to his cheek. She almost laughed when it looked like he was going to flinch, probably thinking she was going to slap him for another lewd comment. Instead the Detective found herself continuously taken aback by the lengths the man before her would go to make her, or her daughter smile these days. It made her chest swell with happiness and in an out of character show of her gratitude she placed a soft kiss on his cheek. Smiling at the blush that appeared on the Devil's face.

"Thank you." She stated, giving his arm a gentle squeeze and moved past him to turn the kettle on for her morning brew.

"Uh, yes, well." He cleared his throat and turned away briefly to try to get a handle on his emotions. Blasted things. "You're welcome, Chloe."

Her smile brightened even more at his use of her first name. Even though she'd given him permission to use it, he still called her Detective more often than not. "So the zoo, huh?"

He nodded, happy for the change in subject. "Yes. I thought we could spend the day together, get you and young Beatrice out of the house for a day." He paused, his shoulders tensing. "Was it wrong of me to plan this without consulting you?"

"No, no it's fine Lucifer, really. It was very thoughtful." Taking a sip of her coffee she eyed the tall, immaculately dressed man with thoughtful expression. "I didn't think you'd like going to the zoo."

"My dear, Detective. You seem to forget, I was the king of the zoo." He grinned devilishly. "I don't believe there is a better comparison between the Devil and a zoo keeper. Keeping animals in cages, making sure they don't escape causing mayhem and madness. It was a full time job, love."

Chloe shook her head at her partner. His references to being the devil had become a running joke, just like his constant jabs about having sex with her, although the more she thought about it, he hadn't done that in a while. Well, not as much as he usually did.

"Ready!" announced the little girl as she sprang into the room.

Chloe smiled fondly as her daughter ran over to Lucifer, grabbed his hand and started tugging him toward the door. The tall man shot a panicked look over his shoulder, silently requesting her assistance. It seemed like her little monkey was being a tad impatient. "Monkey, leave Lucifer be. We'll be leaving shortly, just let me finish my coffee."

Trixie stopped and sighed loudly, her little foot stamping in childish petulance. "But, mom," she groaned, dragging out the 'm'.

The detective swallowed the last of her coffee and placed it in the sink. Showing her own childishness she stuck her tongue out at Trixie who returned the gesture with a giggle. "You're so silly, mommy."

Chloe grabbed her purse and jacket and ushered them both toward the door. "Come on then, let's go."