No One's POV

"Knock, knock…" Lucifer strolls confidently into Michael's room. "Gen's back with Da-" Lucifer informs his brother before cutting off, his gaze looking over to where Finn is sitting. "Really, Michael?" He questions his older brother.

"What?" Michael answers defensively, looking back at his younger brother.

"You gave him a picture book? Come on, Michael… Even I know he's too old for that…" Lucifer rolls his eyes at his brother and gives him another look as he saunters over to where Finn is sitting contently on what suspiciously looks like a dog bed in the corner of Michael's large room.

"In my defense… He's what… How many millenniums younger than us? He may as well be a fledgling…" Michael offers back mildly barely looking up from his work.

"He's not a baby." Lucifer tells his brother, attempting to pluck the book out of Finn's grasp, only managing to make Finn hold onto the book harder and back into the corner where Michael had placed the dog bed.

"Oh, leave him alone, Lucifer." Michael snaps at his brother, rising to Finn's defense, and giving Lucifer a glare back. "You're scaring him."

"You actually like him? He's not even Dad's creation!" Lucifer raises a brow at his older brother, but drops his hand from trying to wrangle the book from Finn's grasp.

"No… He's tolerable… There's a difference… He's the only decently behaved one of Gen's brood." Michael finally answers. "The triplets terrorize him."

"Okay, but stil- Fair point…" Lucifer concedes to his brother finally. "Whatever… Gen's back… With Dad… Guess even he can't hide from her. She wants us in the throne room." Lucifer offers a bit offhandedly as if he could careless his Father was back in Heaven.

"Hello my sons…" Chuck speaks to his sons, the Archangels nearly all aligned as they stare at their Father who had long abandoned them centuries ago, each having their own issues with Chuck.

"Son." Lucifer scoffs, rolling his eyes Chuck's use of endearment, his arms crossed in defensiveness.

"I know that I left- that I-" Chuck begins.

"You abandoned us." Lucifer cuts in. "You left me in the Pit… You cast me down." He continues angrily.

"Lucifer." Michael says, his voice firm, almost as if he was reprimanding or correcting his brother.

"No, I don't care if you're back… Whatever." Lucifer rolls his eyes, his wings flicking agitatedly behind him. "You'll just leave the next time it gets too hard…" Lucifer mutters to himself.

"We're glad you're back, Father." Michael tells Chuck, his voice still somewhat stilted and formal, for although he was glad that his Father had returned to Heaven, he had still felt the loss and abandonment of his Father leaving him for so many centuries.

"Some of us…" Gabriel offers equally as offhanded and nonchalant as Lucifer, for just the same as Lucifer, didn't particularly care one way or another if Chuck was in Heaven, however, unlike Lucifer wasn't as bitter only due to the fact he hadn't been directly in the crossfire of his elder brother's fighting and squabbles and had consciously chosen to leave Heaven on his own terms.

"Father…" Genesis interrupts her brothers and Chuck, the triplets tromping in after her like ducklings in a row.

"Gen." Chuck looks visibly relieved for the interruption of the rather tense and awkward reunion between himself and his sons.

"Boys… Do you remember your grandfather, Chuck?" Genesis introduces Chuck to her children.

The triplets stared at Chuck; Balthazar the most impassive since he was the eldest and liked to pretend that he was the most mature, Castiel wide-eyed and curious, head tilted, for Castiel had never lost faith in Chuck, despite how things had gone down on Alpha10, Gadreel remained behind Genesis, his wings folded tightly to his back, for he felt the most shy out of Genesis' triplets, the reminder of what had occurred with the Garden still in the back of his mind, and Finn even further back, not even included in the trio of Genesis' triplets, inching himself slowly closer from behind the triplets and Genesis as he peered inquisitively at the Creator of the known universes and cosmos.

"Well… Go on." Genesis encourages her sons, her wings gently flicking at the boys, and her tone soft. "What are you waiting for? Go greet him." She finally urges.

"Hello boys." Chuck offers kindly, his hands fiddling with his cuffs, as if he himself was unsure after centuries being gone, how they might see him.

"Grandpa!" The triplets finally scream as they barrel towards him full speed.

"Oh, bless me…" Chuck mumbles to himself as he suddenly has three nearly full-grown Seraphs rushing at him, their wings fluffing behind him, and he's then buried under their body weight, Genesis giving them all a fond look before leaving her Father and children together to look over her ever growing pile of work that had accumulated in her absence in Heaven even if Raphael had been left in charge for the short time being, her work as Viceroy was never ending.

"Hey… Maybe we'll finally get a break?" Lucifer nudges his brother with a wing, that the only positive thought that could come to his mind with his Father's return to Heaven, clearly still resentful and bitter about all that had happened. "They can torment ol' Dad for a change? I mean, at least he can potentially keep up with the terrors… I mean… Angels." Lucifer corrects just in case his sister can hear him or was listening.

"I'm not betting on it." Gabriel replies completely deadpan. "Those disasters have Dad's powers… And look at him? I bet Dad's gonna feel guilty and spoil them or be pulled in by their vague occasional cuteness…" Gabriel gestures to Chuck.

"What cuteness? They're literally Darkness…" Michael offers sarcastically. "I would literally rather be fighting Darkness than cleaning up after the triplets."

A sudden thump is heard, Finn's body landing with a slight thud on the ground, a flick of raven colored wings, Castiel's, for neither Balthazar or Gadreel had that color tone of wing, pulling back quickly under the dog pile they had made of Chuck, as if Castiel was hoping he wouldn't get caught bullying his brother.

"I stand corrected." Lucifer mutters as he watches Finn promptly get a watery look in his expression as if he was about to begin crying.

"Is he about to cry?" Gabriel questions, getting an incredulous look on his face. "By Father, Castiel… That little-" Gabriel mutters under his breathe, just low enough for his brothers to hear but out of ear of his sister just in case. "I'm too old for this-"

"Hey, hey… No, no, there's- there's no need for that…" Chuck frantically untangles himself from the three Seraphs, rushing over to Finn to help him up off the ground, bushing Finn off as if he was a small fledgling. "No need to cry…" Chuck tries to offer awkwardly. "Do you want me to- to make you something?"

"What is even happening right now?" Michael questions with increasing disbelief.

"See? What did I tell you?" Gabriel answers his brothers. "Dad's a sucker for Gen's kiddos… Not that I'm surprised…"

"What about us, Grandpa?" Gadreel wobbles his lip, his eyes even watering a bit as he tilts his head to the side. "Don't you love us?"

"Wh- what? Of course I do, Gad!" Chuck promises. "I don't have favorites!"

"Yeah… Right…" Gabriel snorts unimpressed. "Because we all believe that…"

"Dad… Did you make my children War Animals?" Genesis questions walking back into courtyard a short few hours later.

"I- I- absolutely not!" Chuck replies adamantly even as Gadreel cuddles up to a War Tiger, Balthazar runs around with a large War Dragon, Castiel pets a War Horse, and even Finn playing with what looks to be an animal with the head of an Eagle and the body of a Lion.

"Dad… Seriously?" Genesis sighs.

"Sorry?" Chuck shrugs sheepishly.

"Momma, look at my War Tiger!" Gadreel bounds up to his mother, snuggling into her wings.