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The next moments were spend, trying to tease Michael out of his feathery shell. However, the archangel was not about to give in. No matter what Lucifer did or said, he would not even peek from underneath his feathers. He was too embarrassed to face the fallen angel.

Finally Lucifer gave up. Michael would not butch an inch. He sighed and decided to make himself comfortable. He sat down next to Michael and leaned back against him as if he were a soft pillow. But then, in Lucifer's opinion, Michael really was the softest pillow he had ever had.

He remembered the time when he still was innocent. He and Michael had had tons of arguments back then. They would fight each other every morning, day after day. But whenever they thought no one was looking, Lucifer would plop down next to Michael and snuggle into the other's wings. Lucifer still hadn't forgotten how good it had felt when he cuddled with his brother. Those were their silent make ups. Would they ever make up again?

"Lucifer?" asked God and He brought the fallen angel out of his musings. "Would you like to hear Me confess My last Deadly Sin?"

Lucifer perked up and listened intently. "Who did you Lust after? Is it Mary?"

God nodded quietly. "Yeah, that too," He whispered.

"I met a lot of Mary's on Earth. One was the beauty I just talked about. Another one was Mary of Magdala, who was also quite a beauty. However, she was different. She was a prostitute and she was more than just good. She was wonderful. She had skill beyond skill."

Lucifer nodded as he took in the information. "So you did her too?"

"Yes," stated God, confirming Lucifer's question.

"And that's all?" asked Lucifer. Secretly he was hoping for another confession. He didn't want to leave Michael and God yet, not while they were having a good time in the World of Nothingness.

But God did not know Lucifer's desires. "Yes, that's all," He decided and He got up. "Michael," He commanded His right hand. "We're leaving."

Slowly but surely, Michael's wings started to open. He was an angel, he could not disobey God. The color of his cheeks had been reduced back to the paleness it had had before his embarrassment had showed.

"Farewell Lucifer!" said God and He waved the lord of the underworld goodbye. "Until we meet again."

Lucifer nodded and lifted up his hand. This was it. They would part here…

With a poof, God vanished from the World of Nothingness, obediently followed by Michael. Lucifer gave a sad sigh. He was alone again. No friends. No family. No one to be there for him. He was about to leave when suddenly there was another poof before him.

Scrunching his nose he waved the smoke away to clear his vision. What in all six hells? He blinked his eyes. "Michael?" he said dumbfounded as the archangel had appeared before him again.

Quickly Michael bent forward and captured the fallen angel's lips in a chaste kiss. "I won today, Lucifer," he stated and he winked cheekily before disappearing again in a puff of smoke.

The fallen angel was left speechless.

'What in…?'

He blinked once. Twice. And one more time.

"MICHAEL, YOU BASTARD!!" he yelled at the top of his lungs. Still fuming, Lucifer left the World of Nothingness in a wave of flames, his pride shattered to tiny fragments by the archangel who had played with him.

He would never say it out loud, but inwardly he knew why people chose God over him. Both had broken all Seven Deadly Sins. But God had never broken all Ten Commandments.

Honor your parents.

They chose Him, because He was their Father.

THE END


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