The others around the Pantheon watched in morbid fascination as they fledgling threw herself to the ground, a scream on her lips, falling into the grasp of a mild temper tantrum as a child was wont to do when things didn't go their way. Her scream echoed down the silent hall, to the cracked door of the archangel, and they breathed a sigh of relief when the door opened. A head of blonde hair poked out from the office, icy blue eyes peering down to see what all the commotion was about, as he was in the midst of creating a new hymn book for their youngest flock members and had asked not to be disturbed.
He took one look at the little fledgling, so rarely to act out in such a manner, kicking feet and throwing fists, screaming and crying, and stepped out from his office.
"My, my." She screamed out in childish anger when fingers curled around her middle and lifted her from the marble floor, and he pressed her back against his chest, catching her little fists as they came flying at him instead "We are throwing quite the tantrum, aren't we?"
The others watch him take the fledgling into his arms, spare them all a smile, and turned to make his way back down the hall for his office, and the door clicked shut behind him.
He looked down at the struggling fledgling in his arms and tightened his grip, "You calm your little self down, right now."
Silence fell over the fledgling at the tone he used, looking up at him with wide reddened eyes, his expression in return was stern and commanding. He nodded at her silence, sitting back in the chair at his desk, settling her on his lap.
"Now, you want to tell me what that was all about?"
"T-T-They wouldn't let me come see you."
He tilted his head to the side "You mean to tell me, that tantrum there, was because of wanting to come see me and not being allowed to?" she nodded, her little bottom lip quivering as though more tears were going to begin to flow again, and the archangel tapped a finger against her lips "No, no. You've had your moment already, no more, now." She nodded pitifully, rubbing a little first to her eyes, sniffling deeply.
"Did you think to tell them that you were allowed in?"
Again, the fledgling shook her head, sniffling still as she rubbed the back of her hand under her watery nose.
"Jus' wan'd y'u Lu'i!"
He sighed, reaching forward, her fingers curling into his tunic as he inadvertently leaned closer as he reached for a cloth to wipe her little nose, and he held it under her nose and instructed her to blow with a soft command. The Morningstar rubbed her little nose and set the cloth back on his desk, rubbing a finger up under her chin.
"Next time, just tell them you're allowed in, no more of this, okay?"
She nodded, reaching up for a hug, and he pulled her up for her desired affections, pulling him up to wrap her arms around his neck and tuck herself in close, her cold little nose pressing into the side of his neck.
Lucifer pat her little bottom lightly " You are lucky that I care for you as much that I do."