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Author's note: Belial and Azazel make an appearance in this chapter. (I personally hate Belial, but he was one of the few people I could see in his role here; so I used him.) More on the humorous side than previous chapters.
Once again, Lucifer was working on something or another that Lucillius had tasked him with, while Sandalphon played in the snow. The tiny angel was packing more of the wintry substance onto a little snowman he had built, trying to make an "upright snow-angel" as he put it; when something cold and wet smacked into the back of his head. Lucifer looked up at Sandalphon's startled yelp, to see his creation brushing wet snow out of his hair. The supreme primarch was about to ask what happened, when he too was pelted on the head with a soggy mass of slush.
Seeing that Lucifer was also under attack; Sandalphon's eyes widened in fear, flitting around the garden in search of their assailant.
Poorly stifled laughter from two individuals could be heard coming from behind one of the tall shrubs a few meters away.
Lucifer shook his head good naturedly, knowing exactly who it was.
"Belial, come out here and explain yourself." He called, "You to Azazel."
More snickers followed, but the two angels came out from behind the bush, trying to look innocent, and failing miserably. Belial's red eyes sparkled all too brightly with mischief, and the corners of Azazel's mouth twitched up in barely concealed mirth. Lucifer raised a non-condescending eyebrow at them.
"Would you two care to explain why you were throwing snow at Sandalphon and I?" he asked evenly.
Belial put his hands on his hips, and pouted at Lucifer.
"Come on!" he exclaimed, "You taught little Sandy here how to make snowmen, but you haven't told him about snowball fights?!"
The primarch of cunning looked absolutely appalled.
"So irresponsible." Azazel agreed, crossing his arms with a playful smirk.
Lucifer glanced down at Sandalphon, who had moved to hide behind his leg.
"Would you like to go have a snowball fight with Belial and Azazel?" he asked.
Sandalphon shook his head, glaring suspiciously at the two dark-winged angels.
"C'mon! It'll be fun!" Belial coaxed, "Who doesn't like a friendly bit of violence every now and then, eh?"
His statement did anything but encourage the tiny angel, who shrank back even further; confusion still written all over his features.
Movement transferred Sandalphon's attention from Belial to Azazel, as the paler of the two angels stooped and gathered a handful of snow. Standing up and putting a finger to his lips with an evil grin; he dropped the pile of slush down the back of Belial's shirt.
The primarch of cunning jumped five feet in the air with a comical yelp as he tried to shake the snow out of his clothing, glaring daggers at the hysterically laughing Azazel.
"See? It's fun!" Azazel told Sandalphon between snorts of laughter.
A small smile spread across the tiny angel's face.
"Oh, so we're playing this way now, are we?" Belial asked, having gotten the snow out of his shirt. He scooped up a large handful of slush, grinning maniacally.
Azazel squeaked, and took off down the garden path away from the black haired angel.
Belial turned to look at Sandalphon.
"Want to help me catch him, and get a little payback?" he asked with a childish smirk.
Sandalphon glanced at Lucifer for permission.
"Go on." the supreme primarch encouraged, smiling at his creation, "Have fun."
The tiny angel hugged Lucifer's leg, before running over to Belial.
"Great!" the primarch of cunning cheered, "Now, before we go after him, you need a nice big soggy snowball. . ."
Lucifer went back to his paperwork as Belial instructed his child on the making of a proper assault snowball.
"Nonono, it needs to be bigger than that! Use this wetter snow too, or it won't be as drippy and unpleasant! . . ."
There was silence for a while after Belial was satisfied with Sandalphon's work, but it was eventually broken by a blood-curdling shriek, followed by shouts of triumph.
Lucifer chuckled, as he stacked up his papers.
They seemed to be having fun.
Another Author's Note: So this kind of turned into a pile of winter snippets centred around little Sandalphon. This was the last one I had in mind, but I will leave the story on-going for if another inspiron strikes me. If there's something you'd like me to add; be it just Sandalphon being cute, or some sort of shenanigans; please do not hesitate to leave a comment! Hope you're having a great day/night! - Makareth