Chuck sighed. He'd been watching his second oldest for the longest time and was becoming increasingly pissed by how he was acting and treating the humanity he had created, so he devised a plan in his head that was so crazy it was bound to work - the only thing was, how he was going to get Lucifer to come to him, but that wouldn't be much of a problem. The man was God, after all...
So, seeing as both Gabriel and Michael weren't exactly too preoccupied at the moment, Chuck called the two up to Heaven to discuss the plan he devised with him, knowing the two would most likely be willing to help their father in putting a stop to Lucifer's reign of unholy terror...
Gabriel was getting sick and tired of lucifer, hating how his brother would all but throw tantrums when he was bored, often leaving people injured or hurt in the wake.
Gabriel gave an eager look to his father, as Michael asked, "Father, what exactly is it you are planning? Nothing you have ever done has been able to stop our brother's reign."
"Well...I'm positive this will work. See...Luci wants to act like a little baby and throw a temper tantrum, then I'm going to treat him like one...I just need you guys to bring him up here for me." Chuck says with a small grin on his face as he knows he's going to enjoy this.
Gabriel gives a noise of delight, even as Michael looks somewhat incredulous. "I suppose but, how on earth are we going to get him here? he is hardly likely to willingly follow us without question." Micheal says with a frown as he actually didn't want to do this, but knew better than to go against his father's orders.
"I'm not sure. But I am sure you two can come up with something...tell him...that I want to apologize for banishing him or something..." Chuck says with a smile, as he is very excited to get to somewhat "re-raise" one of his children again. He loves being God, but he also loved to raise his children even more.
Lucifer was currently entertaining himself by playing with some lit matches inside a fireworks outlet. He had plans on just blowing it up just for the hell of it and didn't care how many people were around whenever it happened.
Hearing the sound of wings fluttering behind him, Lucifer frowned and turned to see that it was his brothers, who had yet to draw their angel blades on him, which was weird because usually they weren't big on casual conversation...but this was an exception.
"Hasn't anyone ever taught you not to play with fire, Luci?" Gabriel joked in a sarcastic manner, making sure he was careful with his words, as he didn't want to throughly piss off his brother any more than he probably already was.
"What are you two doing here? You both know this will only end badly for us, well, you..." Lucifer hissed as he put out the flame of the match and glared at the both of them, watching to see when they would draw their weapons.
"We don't want to fight you this time, Lucifer. Please...just go with us on this one..." Gabriel says as he meets Lucifer's gaze, not letting his guard down, as he knew how quickly this could end badly for the two of them.
"We've come because father wants to see you...he wants you to come with us to Heaven so he can discuss something with you." Michael says, hoping that his brother would go along with them.
"I don't want to talk to him...we haven't spoke since he had me cast out..." Lucifer says with a frown, his eyes filled with rage as he recalls that day in his mind over and over again, until he's just standing there, staring at his brothers with a blank expression on his face.
But maybe his father truly was sorry about it and this is what he wanted to discuss with him...
Lucifer sighed. He wanted to discuss this with his father sometimes, but he was always so angry about it that he just refused to talk about it and just continued to let it bother him.
"Maybe...maybe he finally wants to apologize after all this time..." Lucifer said somewhat quietly as he nodded to Michael, agreeing to go with him and Gabriel, not even realizing what he was doing.
There was only the faint sound of fluttering wings, then silence as the three of them ascended into Heaven, where Chuck had been waiting patiently for Lucifer's arrival, having gotten everything ready that would be needed to perform an Enochian spell to regress Lucifer into a toddler, to match his behavior, but leave him an adult size for humiliation.
With the sound of wings fluttering returning, Chuck turns to see the others standing before him, his eyes wide with disbelief at seeing how Lucifer was seeming to comply with their plan so well...at least, for the time being.
"Father...it's been much too long since we've spoken...especially since, you know..." Lucifer mumbles somewhat quietly, as this was difficult for him to come to terms with.
"I know. But I've deicided that I was wrong and that you should still be here with the rest of your brothers and sisters. I still love you, Lucifer, and I'm sorry." Chuck says with a slight frown as he truly felt horrible about what he had to do to his most beloved son, but he truly did want to start over.
"If you truly mean that, father, then prove it! Prove that I'm your most beloved son! Unless you're too busy creating more random little angels to do your work for you..." Lucifer says as he crosses his arms.
"Okay, then. Just remember you told me to do it, Lucifer..." Chuck says with a sigh before he begins to recite a ritual in enochian, with both Michael and Gabriel covering their ears so they wouldn't be affected by it.
Frozen where he now stood, Lucifer gasped in surprise whenever he was forcibly taken down to his knees, unable to get back up no matter how hard he struggled.
"Wha-" He tried to speak but all that came out was what sounded like babbles mixed with some teligable words, making him sound like a baby learning how to talk.
And to top it all off, the angel was made incontinent as well, causing him to whine and squirm as he immediately grabbed at his crotch and tried to stop the stream of urine that was escaping out around him.
Now basically defeated, Lucifer whimpered and hung his head in shame, his blue eyes filled with tears that dripped down his red face.
Satisfied with the spells effects, Chuck couldn't help the grin that came across his face at seeing one of his oldest and most powerful angels reduced to the state of crying like an infant.
"I think I have everything under control here, guys, thanks." Chuck says as looks to Michael and Gabriel who just nodded and continued to watch Lucifer for a few seconds before disappearing.
Kneeling in front of Lucifer and cupping his chin, Chuck made eye contact with him and smiled as he wiped away Lucifer's tears with his thumb, not wanting his new little one to be so upset with him.
"I think we should go give you a bath. What do you think, Luci?" Chuck cooed as he lifted Lucifer up into his arms and made his way to the bathroom, noting that Lucifer had gone quiet and was now resting his head on his shoulder.
Undressing Lucifer and placing him in the bathtub, Chuck smiled as he gave him a rubber ducky to hold onto as he ran the water until the tub was full enough to bathe the oversized 'baby'.
Lucifer just looked at the duck confusedly, wondering why his father had given it to him and what he was supposed to do with it, but he quickly figured it out, and gave it a squeeze, giggling softly whenever it made a squeaking sound.
"Now...let's get my little boy all nice and clean, huh?" Chuck cooed as he lathered up a bathmitt with some sweet-smelling soap and began to wash Lucifer all over, not even a bit surprised whenever he began to splash in the water, getting water everywhere.
"It looks like someone still wants to be my little troublemaker, doesn't he? Well, that's okay. Daddy will just have to keep a watchful eye on you, won't he, Luci?" Chuck cooed as he began to wash Lucifer's hair, being careful not to get any suds in his eyes.
"Daddy?" Lucifer babbles, looking up at his father confusedly for a moment before he brought the duck to his mouth and began to chew on it contentedly, not having a single care or bother at the moment.
"Yes, I'm your Daddy. And I promise to be a good one this time. I know I haven't always been the best father for my children, but that's going to change." Chuck says as he finishes bathing Lucifer and lifts him out of the tub, sitting him down on the bathmat while he wrapped him up in a towel and quickly dried him off, smiling when he saw that he was still clutching his ducky.
"Oh, buddy, we need to leave that in here for bathtime. Give that to Daddy..." Chuck cooed, frowning whenever Lucifer whined and refused to let go of the duck, wanting to take it with him.
"My ducky..." Lucifer whined, as he tightened his grip on the toy, not wanting ot let go of it for anything. He liked his ducky and wanted to play with it forever.
"Come on, Lucifer, give it to Daddy and we'll go find you a new toy." Chuck cooes as he gently unwraps Lucifer's fingers from the toy, preparing himself for the fit of tears that followed, and a fit there was...
Looking up at Chuck sadly, Lucifer couldn't help but to poke out his bottom lip and let out a loud wail, kicking his legs unhappily and basically throwing himself a little temper tantrum over having something as simple as a toy duck taken away from him.
"Aww. It's not that bad, little one. Come on, we'll find a new toy to play with." Chuck cooed as he picked him up and carried him to the now unlocked adult baby nursery he had made, deciding to get Lucifer into a diaper and some clothes, as he seemed fussy and would probably be difficult to handle, but that's nothing new to him...
Lying Lucifer down on the changing table, Chuck smiled as he strapped him down with the tummy strap so he couldn't roll off and hurt himself, a frown forming on his lips as he heard the man's stomach grumbling from hunger.
"Hungwee, Daddy. Hungwee..." Lucifer whimpered as began to suckle and chew on his fingers, hoping that Daddy would feed him soon.
Chuck frowns and finds a pacifier, gently pushing it into Lucifer's mouth, hoping it would keep him from chewing on his fingers, seeing as he still had his teeth and that it must hurt him.
"I know, little one. I will feed you once I get you all dressed." Chuck says as he goes over to Lucifer, frowning whenever he sees that the poor man has tired himself out from all the crying he has done, but he was just so upset from having his toy taken away so suddenly, especially after he had just gotten it. It just wasn't fair.
Looking through the many toys he had, Chuck smiled when it seemed he had found the perfect one for Lucifer, a little rubber moose that squeaked whenever it was squeezed, and he figured that the moose would remind Lucifer of someone.
"Look, Lucifer, Daddy has a new toy for you." Chuck cooed as he handed the toy to Lucifer, smiling as he squeezed it happily, distracting him long enough for Chuck to get him into a diaper, along with a striped shirt, a pair of shortalls and a bib to catch his drool.
Once Lucifer had been dressed, Chuck picked him up and carried him out to the living room, holding him on his hip for a moment while he set up a play area for him with a blanket and a few infant/toddler toys as he seemed to be capable of some speech, so Chuck figured he was around a year and a half, mentally.
Placing Lucifer down on the blanket, Chuck smiled as he ruffled his soft hair and went to the kitchen to prepare a bottle for him, seeing as it was a good way to get in some father/son bonding time and to make him feel even more little.
Looking over all the toys, Lucifer was a bit overwhelmed as he didn't know what to play with first, though the colorful blocks looked interesting to him.
So, Lucifer babbled to himself as he began to play with the blocks, trying his hardest to figure out which shaped hole that they went into, lost in concentration until he heard a pair of familiar footsteps approaching him.
Looking up to see Chuck standing over him with a bottle in his hands, Lucifer whined and reached up at him, making grabby hands for the bottle.
"Ba-ba! Ba-ba!" He whined, sitting up on his knees and tugging on the leg of Chuck's pants, wanting to be fed.
"Yes, I know. Daddy's got your bottle. Come on, let's get you fed." Chuck cooes as he lifts Lucifer into his arms and carries him over to the armchair in the corner, sitting down and making sure Lucifer is comfortable before bringing the teat to his lips.
Lucifer couldn't explain the feeling that came over him entirely, but as he began to suckle on the bottle, he just felt everything begin to drift away and he found his mind wandering off a bit too far, though the milk wasn't helping that matter.
Is this what it felt like to finally have the attention he craved from his father? To maybe get rid of that jealousy he had brewing inside him all this time? If it was, then, maybe this wasn't going to be so bad after all.
"There's my good little boy. You just drink up. See how much better it is now that you let me do this? I finally get my little Luci back again..." Chuck cooed softly as he gently rubbed Lucifer's back with his free hand, watching as his little one drank down his lunch.
Contrary to his looks, Chuck had lived long enough to see many a look in other men's eyes. From white hot rage to pure euphoria, he'd seen it all probably twice over, but the glaze that was currently cast over Lucifer's? Well, that was something completely new.
See, that was something he'd only ever caught a passing glance at and it was never from your average jaded adult walking the street. Right now? Lucifer looked as contented as a newborn baby, as soft as one to boot…and Chuck found himself ready to do just about anything to keep him as happy as such.
It wasn't long before Lucifer had drank down all the milk and now had a full belly that was causing him some minor discomfort, nothing too major...but he did whine about it.
"Alright, alright...here..." Chuck cooed softly as he sat Lucifer up and gently placed him over his shoulder, rubbing and patting the man's back until he heard him burp and was satisfied.
"Good job. Now...how about we cuddle for a while, huh? I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you, Lucifer? Then you can have all of Daddy's attention until it's nap time." Chuck cooed as he cradled Lucifer in his arms and began to hum a song to him, hoping to lull his baby to sleep, giving him his pacifier back as well.
Lucifer whined softly as he suckled on his pacifier, his eyelids drooping and his diaper swelling from the sudden flood of urine being released into it, not that it bothered him, he liked that feeling, but he found himself getting very sleepy and he couldn't stop it, meaning that it was approaching his nap time.
And just as he was about to fall asleep, he found himself being sat up and his diaper being checked, though Chuck had already known that his little boy was wet, this only causing Lucifer to become fussy, rubbing at his eyes tiredly.
"Aww, fussy boy. I believe it's time for your nap, Lucifer. But...after a diaper change." Chuck cooed as he gently patted his little boy's squishy bottom, not even surprised by how wet he was.
"Come on, let's go get you changed, buddy." Chuck cooes as he carries Lucifer to the nursery and lays him down on the changing table, giving him a stuffed animal to cuddle - but this one was special, it was a stuffed moose with multicolored antlers that was super soft and cuddly.
Taking the moose in his arms happily, Lucifer held it close to him as he was being changed, only squirming slightly when he was being wiped clean, not exactly liking that feeling, but it wasn't long before he was in a new diaper and back in his shortalls.
Picking Lucifer up and carrying him over to the crib, Chuck sighed as he placed him down, giving him a blanket to cuddle with, his eyebrows raising in surprise whenever he heard the little one cry out, tugging at the bars of the crib as he was sitting up on his knees.
"No, Daddy! No!" Lucifer cried as he reached up at Chuck, tears forming in his blue eyes, as he din't want his father to leave him alone in this crib. It would be just like being in the cage again, surrounded by bars and only to be let out whenever someone else felt like it.
Frowning and understanding why Lucifer wanted him, Chuck sighed as he lifted him out of the crib and carried him over to the rocking chair in the corner, making sure to grab the blanket from the crib, as well as the man's moose that he had left behind.
Sitting down in the chair, Chuck made sure Lucifer was in a comfortable position before laying the blanket over him and cradling him close, talking to him in a soothing voice about how much better his life was going to be and that he would finally get the childhood he truly deserved and how he was going to be a better father.
Lucifer was overewhelmed by this and he felt his cheeks grow hot with embarassmant as he melted into Chuck's arms with a happy little coo, a smile on his once grumpy face, that seemed to light the room up with a glow.
Chuck continued this until Lucifer had finally managed to fall asleep, though he didn't want to move, so he just decided to stay there with him while he slept, figuring Lucifer would like that better and he had almost fallen asleep himself whenever he heard the sound of wings fluttering in front of him.
Looking up to see that it was Gabriel, Chuck frowned, hoping that there was nothing going on down on earth that he was going to have to take care of, as he was preoccupied at the moment and would be for a while.
"Gabriel, do not wake him or I swear-" Chuck said quietly, looking down at Lucifer whenever he whimpered in his sleep and gripped his moose tightly in his fists, sensing that Gabriel was there, and that he wanted him to go away.
"I won't, Dad, I swear. I just popped in to see how it was going, and to see if you needed any help, but it seems like you have it under control. But...how does it feel to do this again? It's just like old times, isn't it?" Gabriel asked, a bit of sadness in his eyes.
He remembers how it was growing up and how everything was chaotic, but it was like a controlled chaos. And Lucifer seemed to be...happy like this, which was a good thing, as they already had enough on their plate to deal with as it was.
"It feels...very nice. It's definitely great to have this oppourtunity again. I just wish it had been under better circumstances." Chuck says with a half-hearted smile as he rocked Lucifer gently, seeing as the man was getting a bit fussy.
"Well, since the little man's getting fussy, I guess I'll leave. Remember, Dad, I'm here if you need me..." Gabriel says before he disappears, leaving only the sound of fluttering wings behind and leaving Chuck to calm a now fussy Lucifer, who was nearly awake from his nap.
Gently shushing Lucifer, Chuck grabbed a book from the nearby shelf and opened it, beginning to read to Lucifer in a hushed, gentle tone, hopeful that this would help his little one fall back to sleep, at least for an hour.
He knew the man would surely be cranky and even more fussy if he didn't have some length of a nap before dinnertime. And he didn't want to have to punish Lucifer in any way.
Once he was finished with the story, Chuck smiled as he felt Lucifer breathing against him, finally asleep, and hopefully he would stay that way without any further interruptions...
"That's right, little one. You just sleep..." He whispered as he let himself relax along with him.
The house was quiet, with only the faint sound of rain falling outside, making it the perfect atmosphere to fall asleep in and once again, Chuck found himself nearly dozing off, but deciding to give in this time, taking a nap along with his little boy.
It was several hours later when Chuck had awoken to Lucifer now sitting on the floor of the nursery, playing with his squeaky moose toy, along with his stuffed moose as well, babbling nonsense to them mixed with some adult words as well.
"Well...how'd you get down there, Lucifer?" Chuck asks as he stands up from the chair and stretches out, ruffling Lucifer's hair as he walks over to the crib and places the blanket inside for later, then goes to kneel down in front of Lucifer to check his diaper, though he already knows the boy needs a change.
"Oh, Luci, you smell! I think you need your diaper changed! Come here..." Chuck cooed as he lifted Lucifer onto the changing table removed his shortalls, fastening the tummy strap over him before he began the task of changing him.
Once Lucifer was in a clean diaper once more, Chuck lifted him into his arms and carried him to the living room, leaving him to play on his blanket while he went about preparing dinner.
But it seemed that Lucifer was not too interested in his toys at the moment, so he just held his moose close to him and sat there, watching his Daddy, looking down and poking at his stomach whenever it let out a growl, whining softly.
It isn't long before Chuck is finished with Lucifer's dinner, and has come back to get the boy, who has insisted on bringing his moose to dinner with him.
"No. Let's leave your moose over here, okay? He'll be here when you get finished eating." Chuck says as he gently pulls the moose out of Lucifer's arms and places it down on the blanket, shushing his whimpers as he carries him to the kitchen and places him into an adult-sized highchair.
Replacing Lucifer's drool bib with one that had a dragon on it, Chuck smiled as he grabbed the bowl of mush he had prepared off the counter as well as a spoon.
"Alright, Lucifer. Time to eat, little one!" Chuck cooes as he scoops up a spoonful of food and brings it to Lucifer's mouth, watching as he slowly tastes of the food, contemplating it for a moment before spitting it out with a gag.
"No...yucky!" Lucifer grumbles, pushing the spoon away from him and sticking his tongue out in disgust.
"It is not yucky, Luci...It's yummy!" Chuck explained as he tried to feed Lucifer another bite, but the spoon was pushed away again, and Chuck was left with no other choice but to try a bribe, as Lucifer needed something in his belly.
"I was going to take you out for ice cream tomorrow, but since you won't eat your food, it looks like we'll be staying home." Chuck says with a dramatic sigh, hoping to get Lucifer to give in.
Lucifer perked up at the words 'ice cream' and he got really excited, but it soon faded away once he realised that he would have to eat that yucky food that Daddy had made in order to go, but he guessed that it was a sacrifice he was willing to make.
Lucifer frowned and pouted but began to eat the food that was offered to him, getting quite messy in the process with most of it, thankfully ending up on his bib, but it didn't matter as he was only going to have a bath after, anyway.
"Good boy, Luci! You ate all your food! But now you need a bath. Come on..." Chuck says as he removes Lucifer from the highchair and takes off his bib before taking him to the bathroom and stripping him of his diaper and shirt.
"No baff, Daddy! No!" Lucifer whines as he is placed in the bathtub, tears forming in his eyes as he is on the verge of having a tantrum whenever he looked around and found his favorite ducky, picking it up and holding it tightly in his fists as he began to suck his thumb, longing for his pacifier.
"Yes, bath. You're all dirty. And where's your pacifier? Here, let me go find it. I'll be back..." Chuck says as he leaves the room for a moment, knowing that Lucifer, while he was still capable of being a troublesome toddler, could be (somewhat)trusted that he wouldn't get into anything.
For now, he was too afraid to try anything, seeing as his father was God and all, but that would be changing over the course of the next few days...
Returning a few minutes later with Lucifer's pacifier, Chuck smiled as he gently pulled the man's thumb out of his mouth and slid the pacifier inside, glad that the man would have something to suck on besides his thumb.
Now sucking on the pacifier, Lucifer looked to be getting quite sleepy and so this would probably be another easy bathtime for the two of them. It had been a long day and suddenly becoming a baby again was a lot to take in, even for someone like Lucifer.
"I see my little boy is getting sleepy. Well...don't you worry. After we get finished here, Daddy will read you a bedtime story and give you a bottle." Chuck cooed softly as he began to wash the sticky residue of food away from Lucifer's face, noting that he was beginning to doze off, with his pacifier falling into the bathwater, not that he seemed to care.
"Hmmm...seems that we may need to hurry up with our bath, huh?" Chuck cooed as he worked to get Lucifer all cleaned up and rinsed off, lifting him out and wrapping him up in a towel as they made their way to the nursery.
"Alright, my sleepy boy. Let's get you dressed for bedtime..." Chuck cooes as he lays a clean, sweet-smelling Lucifer down on the changing table and fastens the tummy strap, seeing as he was likely to try and roll over, since he was on the verge of falling asleep.
Quickly getting Lucifer into a thicker diaper for nightime along with a comfy pair of dragon-printed footie pajamas, Chuck sighed as he noticed how sleepy his little one was currently looking and it only made matters worse as the boy became fussy as he was picked up and carried to the kitchen to get his bottle.
Holding Lucifer on his hip, Chuck made sure the man was close to him as he went about heating up the bottle, which didn't take very long, but Lucifer didn't care, he was tired and it was making him fussy as he waited impatiently.
"Alright, alright, little one. It's all finished now. Come on, let's go feed you one more time before bed." Chuck cooed as he picked up the now cooled bottle and headed back to the nursery, sitting down in the rocking chair with Lucifer and bringing the teat to his lips while he picked out a book to read as well.
But it seemed like Lucifer was just a bit too sleepy to fully enjoy his bottle and story, so Chuck decided to place them aside, giving Lucifer his pacifier and his moose to cuddle as he rocked him for a bit before deciding to try and leave him in the crib as he knew the boy was fully asleep, so he shouldn't have any trouble this time.
Lying Lucifer down in the crib with his moose and blanket, Chuck smiled as he covered him up and carefully raised up the side bar, happy when he didn't wake him but deciding to stay with him as he knew he would probably be needed later in the night.
It was different being a father again in this way, but Chuck was glad he was getting to reconnect with a child he thought was lost and had not wanted any part of him, but it turns out Lucifer needs him more than he thinks.
Sittng down in the rocking chair, Chuck sighed as he pulled out a book to read then realized that he promised Lucifer ice cream tomorrow.
Looks like tomorrow they were taking a trip to Earth...