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Family dinner, how terrible could this be?
The table was set for four in the middle of the penthouse. It was the image of a perfect family meal. A normal family, not a divine one.
They were all seated and it wasn't uncomfortable, yet.
"See, we can actually be a family. Isn't this nice? Cheesy noodles, my sons, having a meal with me. The past is in the past, where it belongs." Charlotte exclaimed, more proud of her efforts than she should have been.
Amenadiel caught her mistake. "Your sons and your daughter, Mother." He corrected her. At least someone had Lilith's back.
"Right, silly me. My sons and Lilith. All together at one table."
But that new remark did nothing to ease Lilith's mind. She pushed her plate away. "I lost my appetite."
Just as she was standing up, Charlotte spoke. "Did you ask to be excused?"
Lilith bit her tongue and held on to her self-control. Did her mother think they were a normal family? How much longer was Lucifer going to wait before dragging her back to Hell where she belonged?
But Lilith could be mature even when she was being treated like a child. "May I be excused?"
"You may." Charlotte said evenly.
Lilith calmly left the room and went to the balcony. A few deep breaths in, a few deep breaths out, it was almost enough to calm her down. She did not want to be a torch.
"You shouldn't get upset over her Lilith." Lucifer joined her a few minutes later. "You are better than that."
"I wrote her off a long time ago. There is nothing she could do to upset me." She told him.
"Right, because that explains why you bolted out of the room."
"Well, I wasn't going to smoke inside." Lilith joked and held out her hand.
He stared then sighed. "You need to get your own, stop stealing from me." Lucifer pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed her one.
"But then I get to brag about stealing from the Devil." She touched her flame ring to the end of the cigarette and it lit instantly.
Lucifer and Lilith stood there in silence. They could have watched the amazing city below them, but instead their eyes were turned skywards to the awesome heavens. The number of conflicting thoughts in their heads was overpowering and they needed a solution. They needed peace, they needed to get rid of her.
Suddenly they weren't alone and they were concerned Charlotte had joined them. Lucifer was the brave one to look over at the newcomer.
Amenadiel stood there and his expression was unreadable. "Mother's cooking is terrible."
What was the appropriate response to that remark? Apparently Lucifer thought it was laughter and before she knew it, Lilith joined in. A grin broke out on Amenadiel's face.
Charlotte watched her children share a much needed laugh. She was the reason they were together and not at each other's throats. She was going to hate to break them apart.
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