Hi and welcome to a small collection of ficlets about our favourite demon and her house mates.
As always all rights remain with the copyright holders and Fox. Thanks to the actors (actresses in this case) that bring these three characters to such fun life.
Chloe & Trixie 4 Maze 01
Mazikeen, Maze to her very few friends, was sprawled out on the sofa, staring at the television, the music video's she was watching intrigued her, well this particular band did.
Just then she saw Trixie, the young human child she shared the house with wander into the room and over her way. Completely unaffected by who she was with (mostly because Maze had long ago decided there were some things her house mates didn't really need to know, including her status as the demonic bodyguard to Lucifer, Lord of Hell), Trixie climbed up on the sofa and sat beside her as she spoke.
"Whatcha watching?" Maze looked down at her then back at the television.
"Music videos" Trixie looked at the screen and screwed her face up a little as she spoke.
"You like Pussycat Dolls?" Maze shrugged.
"I don't, not really, but I like the clothes" Maze tipped her head to watch as the lead singer practically stuck her mike down her throat as she threw her head back and sang then looked at Trixie and smirked. ""Though they obviously have other talents too"
The two of them sat there for a few moments before Trixie lost interest in the band member's gyrations and turned to Maze with the air of someone who had something to say.
"Anyway…" Maze turned to the funny little human and raised an eyebrow.
"Yes?"
"I like you?" Maze frowned a little. 'Like me…?'
"You do?" Trixie nodded exaggeratedly as humans that young tended to do, then moved over to wrap her arms around Maze and give her a hug, her arms barely going half way round Maze's torso, even as the girl spoke
"You're my favourite person, well except for mom, but you're my next favourite person" Maze looked down at the little human who had her arms wrapped around her and who was smiling happily with her eyes closed.
Intrigued by the small human child who seemed to have taken to her Mazikeen smiled to herself a little smugly. 'If only you knew'. With a widening smile she spoke the thought.
"What if I'm not a person?" The little child didn't budge and the conviction in her voice didn't waver.
"Doesn't matter, you're still my favourite"
At that Mazikeen felt the smile slip away slightly, replaced with something a little more wondering as her arms came up to hold the little child to her, even as she questioned how something so small could make her feel just a little better about herself.
