Lucifer found himself sitting at the bar in Lux. Maze was nearby watching him. Her dark eyes smoldering. He could feel something was amiss with the demon. "What is it Maze?" He looked at her through his raised glass.
"I don't understand why you bother with these human problems. Let Persephone worry about this. It's her problem."
He set the glass down hard. His eyes turned to Maze. "She is my daughter Maze. She is hardly human. It's not just about her. It's the principal at stake. No one messes with my family."
"You call a dead actress, family."
His eyes filled with fire as he glared at her. "Do not speak of her that way." He growled. Maze backed off. He watched the demon slink off to another part of the club. He heard laughter coming from the stair case.
Persephone had Tristan in her arms with stuffed panda. She was laughing with her husband. Looking every bit, the picture of happiness. He found a smile as he downed the rest of his drink. "Hello darling." He said while kissing her cheek.
"Hi Dad." She shifted Tristan in her arms. "Did you find anything out?"
Of course she was quick to the punch. No doubt she had spent all day worrying about the lawsuit. Lucifer was convinced that the woman in question was not related. Just a con artist looking to make a quick buck.
"I have someone looking into it." He turned to his son-in-law. "Did you have a good day?"
Bryan nodded. "Yeah. The zoo was fun. Though Tristan slept through most of it. Then we drove by the diner where you met Joanie. It was boarded up."
Lucifer nodded. He remembered it well. The night he had met Joanie. She was so beautiful even in a dirty waitressing uniform. She had sparkling blue eyes. He was instantly drawn to her.
"Dad?"
He heard his daughter's voice cut through his thoughts. "Yes, darling?"
"Bryan and I want to go out tonight. I am trying to find a sitter for Tristan."
"I'll watch the little tyke." He offered.
"Really?" Persephone looked skeptical. "The whole night. Are you sure?"
The Devil rolled his eyes. "Yes. I am perfectly capable of handling one baby. I ruled Hell for thousands of years. I think I can manage."
Persephone still looked skeptical. She turned to her husband. He shrugged. Then she turned back to him. "Okay." She turned and headed for the elevator. "I'll make a list of instructions."
Lucifer shook his head and looked at Bryan. "Are you okay with it?"
Bryan shrugged. "Yeah. I trust you."
A few hours later Lucifer was standing in the middle of Lux watching the throngs of people dance and drink. He admired his little empire. Taking a sip of his drink he winked at some admiring beauties. He so wanted to play. But tonight he had promised to watch his grandson. He watched as Bryan walked towards him.
The man cleaned up well. He was wearing a bluish suit with a white shirt. His blue eyes stood out. He had his blonde hair slicked back. Lucifer had to admit that his son-in-law was a very handsome striking man. He certainly saw what Persephone saw.
"You clean up nicely." Lucifer said to him. He motioned to one of the waitresses.
"Thank you Lucifer. Persi, will be down in a few moments. She is still fussing with Tristan."
Lucifer narrowed his eyes a bit. That nickname annoyed him to no end. The waitress walked over. "Another drink for me. And what will you have, Bryan?"
Bryan shrugged. "Whatever he's having."
The waitress rushed away from them. A few ladies walked up to them. "Hello Mr. Morningstar." One of them said. A beautiful Latina with a silver dress on. Oh he wanted to play tonight. So very much.
"Hello darling." He smiled at the young woman. She moved in closer to him. He could smell her perfume. Oh he had to resist. "I'm afraid I can't play tonight, darling."
She frowned and turned to Bryan. "What about you?"
Bryan held up his hand and pointed to his ring. "I'm spoken for."
The beautiful woman scoffed and walked off. Lucifer was tempted to go after her. But he stayed. The waitress showed up with their drinks. He took a sip. His eyes noticed someone coming down the stairs. She was the most beautiful woman in the room. He noticed others stopping to gaze upon her. Her black curly hair done up in a bun. She wore a dark red dress that only went to the knees. Her smile lit up the room. He shook his head. He was staring at his own daughter as she made her way towards them. He glanced at his son-in-law who had a goofy grin on his face.
Persephone stopped in front of them. She smiled at her father. "What?"
Lucifer took a sip. "Nothing. Just admiring my handy work."
"Dad." She shook her head and turned to her husband. They kissed.
"You look gorgeous, Persi." Bryan said to her.
"Well, you kids have fun tonight. Don't worry about Tristan."
Persephone pulled a little radio looking thing from her purse. "Here." She handed it to him. "Now, I just put him down to sleep. He should hopefully sleep most of the night. I made a- "
"Persephone. I have this." Lucifer responded. He took another sip of his drink. His daughter had that look on her face. Like she was still skeptical. She was having trouble leaving the baby. "Now," He took the monitor from her. "Go have a good time. Tristan will be fine."
She sighed. Bryan wrapped his arm around her. "Okay." She said hesitantly. "Bye Dad."
He watched as they walked out of the club together. He put the little monitor in his coat pocket and walked towards the bar. He set the glass down.
"Mr. Morningstar, come dance with me." Another admirer beckoned. He smiled and walked up to her.
"Hello darling." He said as they walked towards the dance floor. He allowed the woman to put her arms around his neck. They danced a few steps. Then he heard the baby crying on the monitor.
"Is that a baby crying?" The woman made a slightly disgusted face.
The Devil sighed. Already? "Excuse me darling." He reluctantly walked away from the vixen and headed towards the elevator. The baby's cries grew louder on the monitor. He was impatient to get off the elevator. He entered the room and looked down at the poor thing. The lights in the room flickered. He reached down to pick up his grandson. The baby instantly calmed down. "There. No need to get so upset." The lights stopped flickering. He then smelled something foul. He realized what it was. Oh dear.
Diaper changing was not in his repertoire of skills. He held the baby at arm's length. For a moment contemplating what to do. He heard laughter coming from the doorway. Maze was standing there staring at him. "So, what now, Grandpa?" She kept laughing.
"Well, it seems the child messed himself." He was tempted to call his daughter. But he took breath. "We can handle this."
"We?!" The demon exclaimed. "I don't think so." She crossed her arms.
He scoffed. The baby began to cry again. The smell coming from his was horrendous. "Well, see if you can find a diaper."
Maze shook her head.
"Please?" He pleaded with her.
"Fine." She looked around at the bags. "Which one is it?"
Lucifer was trying to calm the infant. He seemed to be getting angry. The lights flickered again. "Calm down, buddy." He tried pointing towards what looked like a diaper bag. "That one."
Maze rummaged through it. Finally pulling out a diaper. "And?"
Lucifer shrugged. "I'm not real sure."
Maze pulled out something else. "I think we set him on this." She unfurled a pad or blanket and set it on the bed.
Lucifer laid his crying grandson on it. He took off his jacket and rolled up his sleeves. "Now, this shouldn't be too hard, right?" He took a breath as he unbuttoned the onesie and then pulled back the diaper. He and Maze both gagged. "Bloody Hell. What does your mother feed you?" He tried not to vomit. "Get the trash can, Maze."
Maze ran and got the trash can from the bathroom. She held it at arm's length towards him. Lucifer quickly got the soiled diaper off and threw it in. Then looked down at the baby. He was still dirty. Maze handed him the wipes. "Hurry up." She put her hand over her mouth and nose.
He quickly cleaned the infant who only laughed at his grossed out face. Putting on the clean diaper he then ran to the bathroom and washed his hands. Returning to the bedroom Maze was glaring at him. "What?" He said to her as he picked up the baby. "That wasn't so bad, was it,"
Maze shook her head and walked out of the room.
"You'll have to excuse Auntie Maze. She is grumpy sometimes." He went to put the baby back down in his little portable crib. He began to whimper. Lucifer sighed and picked him back up. "What am I going to do with you?" The baby quieted down in his arms.
The Devil walked out into the living room and then headed to the piano. He sat down with the baby on his lap. With his free hand he played a soft song. The baby looked on fascinated by the action. His own little hands reaching for the keys. "You like that huh?" Lucifer let the baby reach the keys. He pressed his little hands on it. Laughing. It amused him. "I think you Mum and Dad are going to have to get you a piano." He played another soft song as the baby grew sleepy.
Finally, the baby seemed to be asleep so he carefully rose from the piano and walked back to the guest room. He carefully put the infant down in the crib. Lucifer turned to walk out of the bedroom and then the baby began to cry again. "Bloody hell." He walked back to the crib and picked him up. Tristan stopped crying the instant he was in his grandfather's arm. "You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?" He looked down at the smiling infant.
He carried him back out into the living room. Sitting down in his recliner, he held the baby on his lap. "Do you know who I am, Tristan Lucifer?" He looked at the boy. The baby smiled at him. The Devil returned his smile. "Someday you will know the truth about me. Someday." He sighed. In his mind, Lucifer knew that Persephone would not talk bad about him. She didn't see him as evil. But he hoped his other grandfather wouldn't cloud his mind with lies. "Just know I would never hurt you. You are too important to me." He laid his head back on the chair. The baby was growing sleepy again.
Lucifer looked up towards the sky. His father was probably most amused and intrigued. The Devil caring for an infant. Who would have thought, that possible? "Surprised Dad?" He chuckled. The baby was asleep. He wasn't sure if he should try to put him back in the crib or not. Sighing he just sat there. Soon he felt his own eyes growing heavy.
"Tristan, did you wear out Grampy?"
His daughter's voice roused him from a dream. He opened his eyes. The baby was fast asleep and drooling on his expensive Armani shirt. "Grampy?" He said to her.
"Well, you didn't like Grandpa."
He shook his head. He then narrowed his eyes at his daughter. Her hair hung down in strands. Her dress was ruffled and covered in sand. "What happened to you?"
She shrugged. "Uh nothing. We just went to the beach." She reached her hands out to her son. "I'll take him now." Lucifer let her pick the baby up.
He rose from the recliner and strode over to the bar. Bryan was standing there sipping a drink. He also had the same disheveled look. His shirt hung untucked from his pants. His clothes also covered in sand. "I take it you two had a bit of fun at the beach."
Bryan chuckled. "Just a little." He took a sip.
Lucifer poured a drink for himself and took a sip.
"Did my son behave for you?"
Lucifer nodded. "He was a prince."
"That's good. Thank you for watching him."
"It was no trouble. Hope you two enjoyed your night."
"It was great. Even after we got kicked off the beach." He laughed and finished his drink. "I hate to drink and split. But I am headed to the sack. Night Lucifer."
"Night." He watched Bryan exit the room as his daughter walked back in. He smiled at her. She had changed into pajamas but her smiled still lit up the room.
"Hey, Dad. Thanks for watching Tristan. Hope he wasn't too much trouble."
"No trouble at all." The Devil responded. "He likes the piano."
She looked at him. "I bet he does."
"Well, darling. I am going to head on down to Lux."
"Okay Dad." She stood on her tippy toes and kissed him on the cheek. "Night."
He headed towards the elevator. Hoping there were some stragglers to have some fun with.
Author's Note: Hope you enjoyed Lucifer's adventure in babysitting. Have any of you seen the trailer for season 2? Oh my GAWD! Eep.