Trixie

He had soon been established into Maze's room. The good thing about that is he had all her sex toys to play with and some could be quite fun on his own. The bad side was that meant he had to be quiet because impressionable 8 year old child.

Still, he had been strangely attached to this certain human spawn since he had met her and heard of how she had punished her bully.

He liked young Beatrice because she reminded him of himself. She knew the right way to bribe someone and people's prices they were willing to pay up. Her way of manipulation worked on most people, with the exception of her mother. And even then it sometimes worked. And of course her desire to punish those who wrong the people she cares about and herself.

He realised within five minutes that she was going to be both the easiest and hardest person to talk to about this. The easiest because he knew he could trust her implicitly. The hardest because he knew he'd have to tame what he says down for a younger audience. Still, as the night crept up on them and they had just finished dinner (she really enjoyed his cooking as she should) and he had decided to indulge her in her desire to watch a movie as she munched on the piece of chocolate cake put away for her for that night.

She had confessed to him she made a deal with her dad about getting him out of the house without telling her mum once. She had dressed Dan up in Chloe's clothes and sent him on his way without him being seen. In return she got a piece of chocolate cake every night for an entire year.

Dad help him, he may truly adore this child and her deviousness.

How she was not sick of chocolate cake by now was beyond him, yet he did know that a deal made everything sweeter.

He ended up sitting through The Little Mermaid with her. He found it oddly charming, if the heroine a complete idiot. Talk about a bad deal... Still, he could relate to the not fitting in. Seriously though, the only smart character was the bad guy, and she was killed by a boat when she let power get to her head.

"Lucifer?"

"Hmm?"

"Are you staying away from mommy again?" she asked, her voice not accusing but simply interested in the answer.

"What? No! What gave you that idea?"

"She's been angry at you for weeks now."

He shifted and sighed. "Ah. No I haven't been avoiding her. But I did yell at her like I did you that one time. And your dad. And Miss Lopez."

She looked at him with big innocent eyes and his insides twisted. How did she know to bring this up before he did himself? The girl was persistent and perceptive. "Why did you yell at everyone?"

He shrugged. "Because I was sad and angry. I had a brother who died and my mum came back from...being locked up for a long time."

She sat up at that and leaned into his side, making him freeze. "She is bad?"

He gulped. "Yes, she is bad. And she was bad to me. She made a lot of people believe things about me that are not true and made them hate me. She convinced my dad to chuck me out of the house. She would yell at me that everything was my fault until I believed it. She called me bad names and a liar and the others all believed her over me."

Small arms wrapped around his waist. "She was a really bad bully."

He usually wouldn't do what he ended up doing, but he was getting used to touch now between Beatrice always clamping down on his legs or waist and Ella hugging him at every chance she got. He lifted the arm on the side she was leaning against and pulled her closer to him, seeking the heat and comfort she was offering him. He knew she hated bullies.

"Yes, she was. And she's going to try all this again, because she's back and wanting me in her life again."

Beatrice laid her head against his chest, over his heart. The sound seemed to soothe her. "Maybe you should tell mommy and she can lock her up again for you?"

He grinned at that. "If only it were that easy. First she'd have to do something to prove she had done something wrong. And so far, there is nothing that could be considered bad to do that with. Last time she hurt a lot of people, some died because of her. She's... She's really not a good person at all."

With his free hand he began to play with her hair, as it was there in front of him and he needed to do something with his hands or he'd start smoking and he had promised Chloe he wouldn't smoke inside around Beatrice.

After a few minutes, he felt her breath deepen and he waited a while longer, before picking the now slumbering girl up and taking her to her bedroom, to get her in bed. He looked at the clock and saw it was 9pm. Well, it was an hour past the time Chloe wanted her in bed, but he wouldn't tell if she didn't. And she was in bed and asleep at least.

He went outside and had his smoke along with a glass of whiskey from one of the top shelves that the girl couldn't reach. Thankfully Maze always made sure a bottle was ready for him if he came to visit.

He went to Maze's room shortly after. He didn't bother even touching the sex toys. He found he wasn't in the mood.