Disclaimer: I don't own the Bible. I don't own God, Lucifer or Michael. Whatever, you get the point.
Note1: It seems I won't get many reviews on this piece. Oh well, at least no one is flaming, lol. Well, I'm still continuing and having fun writing this piece.
Note2: Thank you, Dune Scribe, for making the meaning of immortality clear to me. I replaced it with "eternal", since that DOES mean no beginning and no ending, which was the word I was looking for.
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A few hours later God's rant stopped.
Lucifer let out a sigh of relieve. 'Finally over…' he thought. He glanced over at God and sent his ex-father a questioning look. "I was wondering, why didn't you just kill ALL of those mortals? Why did you built a ship and save those species?"
God shrugged a little. "I didn't want them all to die. Without them My eternal life would be boring!"
"But…" Lucifer frowned a little. "You could have just made new kinds of species on earth," he pointed out.
"Nah…" God waved the idea away. "That's way too much work."
Lucifer sniggered. "You're a Sloth, father."
God looked at Lucifer in surprise. "Father?" A cheeky smile formed on His face. "What was that I heard, Lucifer? I'm still your Father?" He lightly slapped Lucifer on his back and laughed goodheartedly at the fallen angel.
And Lucifer's face went beet red. "T-that's… that's just…" he stuttered. He honestly wanted to bite his own tongue off. Why in all six Hells did he call this fool his father? Wasn't he the one who had stopped acknowledging God as his father? He felt God slip an arm around his shoulders, but decided not to throw the Other off. "Don't push it," he muttered as he crossed his arms before his chest. He hesitated for a moment, but then decided that it wouldn't hurt since no one would see them and he leaned into God's embrace.
"This is nice…" he mumbled.
God nodded wholeheartedly. "Hmmm… yes it is," He agreed. "We should sneak off more often like this and then have a moment to relax with each other."
Lucifer looked up at God and sniggered as he saw the smug look on the Other's face. "You are the laziest god I've ever seen," he said to which God grinned.
"I am," He agreed wholeheartedly. "I just hope My Michael won't come and find Me here."
Just as those words had left His lips… "Father, I came for You."
A groan escaped from God. "Ah, come one, Michael! Give Me a day off, please!"
Michael gave a deep sigh. "But Father," he gently urged. "Work is waiting for You."
"Why is there such thing called work!?" God pouted. He turned to look at Michael who was still waiting for Him on his knees. "Don't be so uptight, Michael. Why don't you join Me and Lucifer?"
Michael hesitated for a moment but then stood up and crossed over to the other two. He sat down on the other side of God as Lucifer threw him a glare. The two had always been at each other's throat.
"What were You doing here, Father?" Michael asked.
Lucifer gave a loud snort. "He came to confess his sins," he answered before God could stop him.
Michael blinked his eyes, but decided it was best not to ask any further, in case it might damage his sanity. God wrapped an arm around His other son, and Michael too leaned into God's embrace. "It would have been better if You came back to Heaven for work," Michael said, trying one last time to persuade God.
But God shook His head. "Nah, I'll work tomorrow," He said in a final tone.
To which Michael blinked. "You do remember that tomorrow is the day of Sabbath, right Father?"
"…"
Lucifer shook his head at his ex-father's stupidity. 'And that's commandment number three.'
Remember the Sabbath and keep it holy.
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