Amara and Michael just finished building their fort, if you would call it that. They were hiding under a kitchen table, surrounded by pillows and blankets. The table mantel was a thin blanket itself, obscuring their hidden forms. Michael looked under the blanket, then back at his aunt. "No one out there"

Amara nodded, "That's good, now come over here, you need camoflauge paint"

Michael scrambled to get on her lap and shut his eyes tightly, ready for the onslaught. His aunt dipped her paintbrush into the bucket then covered Michael's face with pink and purple paint. He opened his eyes, "Done yet?"

Amara shook her head, "No I still have to do your hair." Michael nodded, and just as he shut his eyes once again; Amara grabbed the bucket and poured all the paint over his head. "There, now you're done"

Before Michael could answer a loud crash emanated from the room they were in before. "Amara? Michael? Where are you?"

Aunt and nephew looked at each other before answering in unision, "Definitly not in the kitchen!"

Another crash was heard, but this time closer to the kitchen. "They're onto us" Amara hissed.

God then bursted into the kitchen, proudly holding up his second child. "I present to you Amara, our savior, Lucifer!'

Michael and Amara stayed under the table hoping Chuck would give up and leave, taking whatever he had with him. To their great dismay, Chuck snapped his fingers causing the blankets and paint to dissapear. "Now, what you're doing is just childish" he said as he crawled under the table, his son still is arms.

Now, this second son of his was slightly different to Michael, his hair was lighter, his eye color were also blue, but the fluff on his back was different to the fluff the other creation had. While Michael's fluff was a soft blue, Lucifer's fluff had a shade similar to Amara's camoflauge.

"This one doesn't look much like you," the woman stated, running her fingers through his blonde hair. Chuck shrugged, "I gotta have diversity y'know, can't have them looking all the same."

Michael nodded seriously, "Yeah Dad. He is so different, doesn't look at all like me. I mean, we only have the same colored eyeballs, same skin color, same physic, and fluff sprouting from our backs." He crossed his arms, "Much diverse, very unique"

"Well someone learned how to talk." Chuck said, before turning to Amara, "What did you do to him he was perfectly fine when I made him, look at him, he's sarcastic now."

She shrugged, already dressing up her second nephew, "Kid is going to need it, I have a feeling he'll be dealing with a lot of shit in the future." She nodded to herself once she finished wrapping Lucifer in a robe. "So what do you plan to do now brother dearest? Destroy them? I hope not, it's been getting quite boring around here."

Chuck stared at her in horror, "Of course not! Why would you even think about that? They're my children!"

That took Lucifer's attention, "Child?" His father looked down at him, "Yes, you a child."

Lucifer was now more confused, "Child?!?!" Michael spoke, "Yeah. Child, it's something we call a word, and you too I suppose."

"Imma word?"

Chuck sighed exasperated, "No, you're a child Luci."

He nodded seriously, "Yah, Word."

Chuck poked his son's chest, "No. You. Are. A. Word!"

Cue momentary silence.

"Uh Father, you do realize that you called him a word right?" Michael side, giving his aunt a why did he have to create me look; Amara just shrugged.

Meanwhile Chuck was clutching his head with his hands, "Michael, take your brother to the room you were in earlier, your Father is going to get drunk while your Aunt lists all the ways he is a failure."

Michael grabbed Lucifer and stood up to leave, only for his aunt to pull him back under the table. "No, Michael stay here. Listen to me Brother, for the first time in your miserable existence you're going to be responsible and do something about these two."

Chuck looked up at his sister, feeling slightly confused. "What?"

"Do something that would protect them maybe?"

Amara told him.

"Like what?"

"Oh, I don't know, what would be something your children would need to know? Anything in mind my dear brother? Anything at all?" Amara asked holding Michael in her arms while he holded his own brother, who in turn, was feeling very uncomfortable. Meanwhile Chuck still very confused, "Have no idea what you're talking about sis."

She sighed, "Dear brother of mine who isn't as godly as should be, is there really nothing on your mind that you can think of that can harm your children in any way?"

He sat there staring confusedly at his sister for a while before responding, "I have no idea what you are talking about."

Giving up, she grabbed both children and left her spot under the table, Chuck trailing after her, "Amara? What are you doing? Can I at least have my mini-me's back?" He said, while Lucifer was holding onto Michael with confused fear.

"No, not until you learn to be responsible and be able to take care of what you created."

"What do you mean I'm not responsible,I'm the most responsible out of the two of us!" Chuck said, barely keeping up with his sister.

"No, you are NOT!" Amara responded, right before blasting the door in front of her open, "otherwise, you would've remembered THIs!"

Beyond the door there was nothing. No really there was really nothing at all. Sure, there was a green floor with a texture that tickled their feet but besides that there was nothing. Just an empty, endless void.

"Oh... right."

Amara gently put down both her nephews on the floor and turned to her brother, "You're hopeless."

Meanwhile Lucifer crawled closer to the edge of the floor, squinting at the void, "Wat dat?" he asked his brother.

Michael shrugged, "I have no idea, but do you want to see?" In response to the smaller being excited nod, he picked Lucifer up and threw him into the void. A loud 'yaaaaay' was heard until his voice faded away.

"What the us, Michael!" His father shouted, "You're supposed to take care of him, not end his pointless existence!"

Michael shrugged once again, "Lucifer wanted to see it, so I gave him the best view. I can't see how that's bad."

Chuck stared at his first son in horror while his sister peered into the void, "Can you see him?"

She shook her head, "Nope, can't see anything. Nice throw there Michael."

Chuck snapped his fingers, and in an instant, Lucifer appeared at his feet looking both dazed and confused up at his father.

"Once again, irresponsible." Amara said, glaring at her brother.

"Well, it's not like you did anything to prevent this from happening." Chuck muttered under his breath as he picked up his son, "Don't worry, I got you now Luci."

"That's exactly what you wont understand," she said, "the fact that you have both him and Michael under your care is extremely worrying."

Michael on the other hand was still curios about this nothingness that could apperently end the seemimgly pointless existence of both him and his brother. He also wondered that pointless was in the first place. "Father, in all seriousness, what is this shit."

"First of all, language, in this house we don't use such words," Chuck held up his hand to prevent Amara from saying anything," invent them sure, but we have certain ones that shouldn't be used, for some reason. Just, don't speak them."

That makes no fu-, Michael's thought process paused, dging sense.

Chuck stepped closer to the big, empty nothing. "Now this Michael, is my canvas, whatever I create, whatever I make, it's all done here. Both you and your brother were created here you know."

He frowned, "If we were created here, how come it can 'end' us? Also Luci is still here, he's not, well, ended."

Amara went to sit next to him, "Here's the thing, most of the things your Father makes are really, really hideous. So when he makes something and he doesn't end up liking it, he pushes it deeper into the void where it eventually dissapears. Now Lucifer here was only in the void for a litle while, not enough time to be shredded apart"-cue tiny Lucifer staring at her in terror-"and therefore your father was able to bring him back. If he had stayed in there longer and destroyed right down to a molecular level"-now here Chuck had to cover his son's ears to make sure he didn't get scarred for his eternal yet still pointless existence-"your father could still re-create him from scratch, but it would be a hard and long process."

Michael nodded,"Ok, I understand now, we should just, not touch the canvas."

Chuck nodded, "Yeah, and if you want to see me make things, just sit here in the green stuff and watch."

Luci wiggled his arms, "MAk shOmeDinG!"

"That doesn't hurt my ears," Amara said, "but that sound was too loud for someone his size"

Her brother rolles his eyes then put his hands together, and after a few seconds they started glowing. Closing his eyes in concentration, he stretched out his hands and placed a glowing orb into the void.

Eyes still closed, God kept the glowing orb afloat while both children stared with wide eyes, Amara on the other hand, just stared in distaste.

As the glowing orb began to grow, Lucifer began to get bored, "Uh, Da can you hurry up?"

Amara and Michael looked at each other in confusion, Da?

"This is a long process Luci; it take a lot of patience and concentration." He answered, his eyes now open, staring intently at the glowing orb, "Both you and your Brother Michael took a really long time to create ."

"Oh, well then," Amara said, " guess I'll just go back inside and relax, Brother send one of your children to call me when the process is over."

With that, she went back inside.

Lucifer stared at her until he couldn't see the back of her dress then turned back to his Da, Michael sitting next to him, staring intently at the glowing orb, "Focus Luci, maybe we can do that in the future."

Luci turned his attention to his older brother, "You think we will actually be able to do that?"

"Yes, definitely."

AN: First explanation I posted so late; I needed more background on the Empty, which I only got in ep 1304. It had nothing to do with my procrastinating skills. Next chapter will come sooner. I might write a SuperWhoLock fic, maybe if it has enough plot. See ya! ;D