So I got like this super long review last night (you know who you are hopefully XD) and I just wanna thank you for that, because it really made my day :3 I read it over like four times because I couldn`t stop smiling. Anyways I love all my lil readers and ty for your reviews :'3 it means the world to me... quite literally.
By the way I just realized I never had Quinn or Ella actually tell any of the characters their names... oh well, too late to fix that now. Also, I`ll be introducing some competition in this chapter ;3 but don`t worry about it too much, I just thought an extra short plot on the side would be fun. Also I kind of felt it necessary to play around with Lucifers pre-cage past.
Disclaimer: apparently I own nothing... pfft yeah right.
Enjoy my darlings C:
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Quinn
The other guests were leaving; Kevin being the first of them as soon as Crowley offered him a present. And now, the party was officially over; Sam, Dean and I were the only ones left, and we were chilling in front of the hall as the snow fell.
"Don`t you think Ella`s been in there for a while...?" Sam asks hesitantly.
"Maybe Lucifer murdered her?" Dean shrugged, and I gave him a look "Anyways, Sammy and I found the sword buyer, she`s actually not too far from here."
"We should go check it out soon." I replied firmly.
"Well we also searched up her Facebook and apparently she's headed to an auction on the weekend." Dean continued "We`ll check it out then."
"Sounds like a plan." I muttered.
Ella suddenly came out of the hall and walked straight up to me without a word. I opened my mouth to speak but before I could she grabbed my arm and started dragging me away from the brothers who looked confused but didn`t do anything.
"What`s going on?" I asked her, noticing we were too far for the brothers to hear "Are you okay?"
"Quinn..." she said slowly.
"Yeah?!" I was pretty concerned.
"Can you do me a favour?"
"Anything! What`s wrong?"
"Oh nothing, I just need you to stay still while I freaking strangle you!"
"Whoa?" I quickly place both hands on her shoulder reassuringly "What happened?"
"You know those damn mistletoes you hung up?" she replied and I already knew were this was heading.
"What about them?"
"You won`t believe who I bumped into underneath one." she muttered, but her voice sounded more excited than angry.
I consider a billion logical responses I could use right now, but instead of saying anything reassuring, I simply fell over and began to laugh. While Ella just rolled her eyes and gave me a pathetic look as I struggled to recover from the laughter.
"You kissed Lucifer?!" I say a little too loud.
"Is that bad?" she looked a little worried for a second.
"Depends." I grin "How was it?"
"Nope, nope, nope." she blushed "I`m so not having this conversation..."
"Out of ten, what would you rate it?" I continued to tease.
"Nope, nope, nope." she folded her arms.
"Did he use tongue?"
"Excuse me while I die of embarrassment."
Lucifer C:
I had kissed plenty of times, heck kissing was nothing compared to the things I`ve done. I wasn`t kidding when I said I invented lust. But that wasn`t lust, was it? That felt more warm, more genuine, but it wasn`t love. I knew what love was, I did in fact love god at one point, but this wasn`t like that. These feelings were different. Perhaps there are different types of love? Wait what... I`m not actually considering loving that little, irritating twit? No of course not, but I`ll be honest with myself; I don`t exactly hate her. I suppose I do like her? She is amusing and all.
And then there is one thing about her that makes her different from all the other humans I`ve met. People always fight against me, but she wants to fix me; now that`s definitely not normal, and frankly I like the attention.
I was back in my office/ throne room, I think I`m going to need an actual name for the place later...
As always I laid back in my chair and took the time to think about things, to be honest I spend more time thinking then doing. But something was off tonight, there was a presence in the room.
"I know you`re here." I mutter, leaning against my desk "But you know I know, so what is it you want... Abbadon?"
"No hiding from you." the red headed knight of hell appeared in front of me, she was dressed in dark jeans, leather boots and a black jacket topping off a graphic T-shirt with the words: the devil made me do it printed on it. Heck, how many of those shirts are there in this world?
Coyly she glanced around the room, then turned back to me with a perfect eyebrow raised.
"No torture racks?" she pouted "I thought you`d be a bit more creative."
"Haven`t gotten around to the interior decorating just yet." I replied "Aren`t you supposed to be dead?"
"Oh I was." she placed both hands on her hips "My limbs were chopped off and I was boxed around the world, those Winchesters really know how to treat a lady. Anyways never mind that story, I rather hear yours. I was quite surprised to hear you were top side?"
"Ironically; I was freed by a heavenly weapon." I shrug and next thing I know Abbadon is walking to the back of my chair, her hands snaking onto my shoulders; which she firmly began to message. The knights were always such suck ups.
"So then tell me my lord..." her voice was calm but menacing, much like my own "How can I serve you? How are we going to rid the world of those broken, flawed abortions?"
She was quoting me.
"Sorry Abby." she cringed at the nickname and I shook off her hands, sitting a little straighter "Not telling, but when time comes you`ll do your part." to be honest I really didn`t have a plan... yet.
"Of course I will." she agreed "But for now-"
Before she could finish the rooms door opened and Crowley strode in, pausing as he noticed Abbadon.
"Doesn`t anyone knock anymore?" I mutter absent mindedly.
"Crowley?" Abbadon turned to the demon, looking surprised.
"Whore?" he replied, and I smirked as Abbadon scowled.
"Keep talking salesman." she growled, walking towards him with fiery eyes.
"Thought she was dead." Crowley commented as he backed up a little.
"Join the club?" I shrug again.
"No wonder you`re so distracted my lord." she turned back to me "With company like him, I wouldn`t be surprised."
"Right, like keeping the worlds angriest ginger isn`t distracting?" Crowley rolled his eyes "Anyways, I`m not here for you." the demon turned his attention to me now "Lord Lucifer, must say it was a surprise seeing you at that party, no hard feelings right?"
"Party...?" Abbadon noted.
"Yeah, yeah." I reply, I think I`d actually like some alone time right now "Go away Crowley."
The red headed knight smirked as the demon left, but then to Crowleys amusement I also added: "You too Abby."
Instead of obeying like the demon, Abbadon smiled innocently and closed the door once Crowley was gone.
"Now hold on..." she began "We haven`t seen each other in what was it? Decades? Centuries? Millennias? We should make up for lost time?"
And once again she was back to being a suck up.
In a swift movement, she pushed my office chair/throne against the wall, then climbed onto my lap. Her thighs wrapped around my waist and her feet hung on the sides of the chair as her hands intertwined with my hair. That was my soft spot, I was always a sucker for hair tugging. Her heaving chest was pressed against my own and her eyes were going dark with lust. I had done this a billion times before with her, Abbadon was my usual go to whore before I was trapped in the cage, but tonight... at this moment... I really wasn`t feeling it.
Before she could make her move, I grabbed both her arms and pushed her off, shoving her back against the desk and literally pinning her down.
"Lucifer..." she moaned.
"Abbadon...?" I matched her tone.
"Ye... yes?"
"Piss. Off."
Her expression and posture changed immediately to match the confusion in her dark eyes.
"But I-" she began to argue.
"Now." I interrupted her, my tone more forceful and firm.
She sighed but backed away, hesitantly heading towards the door. As soon as she was gone, I allowed myself to fall back in my chair. So where was I before she interrupted? Oh right, I need to name this place!
Ella
I was in the bunkers kitchen at the moment.
Quinn was trying a solo-hunt, without telling the brothers who were out on a hunt of their own, and apparently she had to go undercover as a buttercup scout counsellor. The counsellors were supposed to bring baked goods, and since she can`t bake for her life: I was stuck making rice crispy squares. Gosh, who knew it was so difficult to make these?
I was pouring marshmallows into a bowl when I noticed a change in the atmosphere. Knowingly, I smirked.
"How`d you find this place?" I asked.
"Had a demon tail you after the party." Lucifer replied, leaning against the kitchen counter beside me "Killed him after, so your secret is safe."
"Well isn`t that considerate." I muttered "Don`t you have anything better to do?"
"Not at the moment, what are you doing?"
"Baking rice crispy squares."
"Sounds exciting."
"Well." I roll my eyes and hand him the marshmallow bowl "At least make yourself useful and put these in the microwave?"
He raised an eyebrow and continued to smirk, placing both hands underneath the bowl. His eyes flared for a moment and next thing I know the marshmallows are boiling and melting on their own. Once they were nothing but gooey puddles, he placed the bowl back onto the counter.
"Show-off." I tried not to smile as I took the bowl and spooned the melted marshmallows onto the waiting rice crisp's. As I finished up, Lucifer furrowed his brows and frowned for a second.
"You`re not wearing the necklace I got you." he noted.
"You`re not wearing the shirt I got you." I shrugged.
"Actually." his hand went under the collar of his shirt for a second and he pulled out a dark string that I hadn`t noticed before. Hanging on the end of the string was the 'Faith' stone I got him. Aw, he wore it as a necklace? That`s kind of adorable...
"So, where's yours?" he folded his arms.
"First of all." I smirked "I can`t believe you actually wear that, the amulet really did a number on your persona?"
"Oh no worries, I`ll still gladly turn this world to ash and bury every living human underneath." his voice was cold and firm, but I didn`t believe him, so instead I continued.
"Secondly." I looked at the ground "The necklace you got me is kind of expensive, what if I mess it up? I can`t just wear it everywhere."
"Yes you can." he stated bluntly "And you better. I feel stupid as it is wearing this worthless rock." he tugged on the 'Faith' stone "At least if you wear yours, I won`t feel stupid and alone."
"Right, right, of course..." I rolled my eyes "That 83 million dollar diamond is just a worthless rock."
"Mhmm." he smiled.
Before our deranged conversation could continue, Quinn walked into the kitchen, already dressed in her buttercup councillor uniform. Her blonde hair was tied back and she looked extremely uncomfortable.
"Are those cripys done Ella..." she stopped once she noticed Lucifer "Oh sorry, didn`t know you were here, I`ll leave and you guys can continue making out?"
"Quinn, shut the hell up." I folded my arms, hating it when she teased, and to make matters worse Lucifer chuckled at her words. Oh gosh the embarrassment...
"Ahem... anyways." Quinn forced a straight face "Pass me the crispys, I need to get going."
"Did you figure out what type of monster it is yet?" I asked, as I wrapped up the rice crispy tray.
"A witch, I think." she looked uncertain.
"Maybe I should come then?" I asked.
"What for?"
"Well you can`t choke on your own insides and search for a hex bag at the same time." I suggested.
"Good point." she picked up the crispy tray "But I`ll manage, I want to do this on my own, that`s why I didn`t invite the brothers."
"Fair enough." I muttered as she left, then turned back to Lucifer "So, is there an actual reason you`re here?"
"Got bored?" he leaned on the counter "Besides I need my daily dose of amulet if I want my powers back. Which by the way should be wrapped up in three or four days, give or take."
"Three... or four?" I thought about that for second, and for some reason my insides were panicking "Will you also be all angelic again?"
"Nah, that`ll take a lot more than four days." he replied bluntly "But my powers, on the other hand, are well on their way."
"So then after that..." I was panicking again "Will you still... you know... visit?"
"Well first of all." he smirked "Once my powers are restored, I`m going to tear that amulet off your neck, find the deepest hole in the world, bury it, grow a forest on top, cut it down, build a bunch of condos, turn them into a highway, burn it down and I`ll make something up from there..."
I just blinked at him.
"Well I can`t have something like it lying around?" he added "I like my personality as it is."
"Right because being narcissistic, egotistic, manipulative, vain and immature are personality traits to strive towards."
"Glad you see it my way." he smirked then placed his makeshift necklace back under his shirt "Well I`ve got things to do, people to torment, a world to destroy. See you."
I managed to give him a smile before he disappeared, and then I turned my attention to the dishes in the sink. Should have gotten him to do this too...
Before I could start on them, I heard heels click behind me, which was rather odd considering no one really wore heels in the bunker, not even me or Quinn. So curiously I do what anyone in my situation would: I turn around.
"Oh boy..." I muttered, noticing a red headed knight of hell standing boldly in the center of the kitchen.