Had a friend from Deviantart suggest this one. :)

Note: This is my first time writing Lucifer into the story and I'm going by the description my friend showed me from Twitter (X) by the creator of Helluva Boss, Vivziepop, so please, no hateful comments.

Chapter 8

Ozzy entered into a room at Lucifer's home after Oliver had been picked up by his uncle Blitz. Fizz, who was beside him, looked around. "So this is Lucifer's home?" He asked.

"It is," Ozzy said with a smile.

"What's he like?"

"He's pretty chill," the larger being said.

Fizz then saw the throne in the room and grinned. "Is that his throne?" He asked.

Ozzy nodded and Fizz jumped over to it, noting that even though the throne looked to be made of expensive materials, the design was rather subtle and tasteful. He grinned. "Maybe I should sit on the throne," he joked. "Pretend to be a royal."

Ozzy chuckled and that gave Fizz the courage to sit on the throne, noticing it was comfortable. "Wow, this guy really likes comfort," he joked. "I don't think I've ever seen a throne this comfortable. No wonder he's so chill."

He then kicked a leg up over the arm on one side before laying sideways, looking quite comfortable. The jester then turned upside down and stuck his tongue out at Ozzy, making the larger being chuckle in amusement. "Is he sometimes silly like you, big guy?" Fizz asked.

"He has his moments," Ozzy said honestly.

Neither of them saw Lucifer enter the room, but the white-suited being paused at seeing the jester sitting on his throne and Ozzy was looking amused.

"Mocking me?" A voice asked, making both jump a little and turn to see Lucifer staring at Fizz with his arms crossed, but Ozzy saw the other's mouth twitch a little, meaning he was trying not to smile.

Fizz swallowed nervously, but righted himself and sat on the throne properly this time. "Oh, not at all," he said, looking mischievous. "I see you like comfort. You're a softie like Ozzy."

Lucifer cocked an eyebrow at him, to which Fizz took as a challenge. "Oh, tough critic, huh?" The jester said. "Alright, I can work with that."

"Work with what?" Lucifer asked.

Fizz grinned. "I can make even the most stone-faced person laugh," he said.

"Is that so?" The white-suited being asked before looking at the larger being beside him. "Tell me, Ozzy, is that a wager I should accept?"

The rooster being chuckled in amusement. "I think you should," he said, not worried at all as he knew Lucifer wasn't upset and he knew his favorite jester was safe.

"Very well," Lucifer said with a nod.

Fizz immediately launched into jokes that he knew would get a laugh, but to his surprise, Lucifer didn't even chuckle or crack a smile. In fact, he was trying to look intimidating and serious, but Ozzy could see the subtle shake of the other's shoulders, indicating that Lucifer was hiding his laughter, to which Ozzy shook his head, knowing how stubborn the other could be.

Fizz felt a bit nervous as he had run through a bunch of jokes before finally deciding to do something that he wasn't sure was the best idea, but he was getting a bit desperate. "Okay, I got a good one," he said. "But I need to whisper it to you."

"Whisper it to me?" Lucifer asked, cocking an eyebrow at him.

"Yeah. It's a good rib-tickler."

The other looked intrigued. "Very well," he said, motioning the jester to approach.

Fizz did so and then suddenly, reached his hands out and tickled Lucifer's ribs. The white-suited being's eyes widened before he burst into laughter, nearly falling over, but Ozzy caught him, smiling in amusement.

The jester suddenly began freaking out as he realized what he had done and before the other two could stop him, he bolted, running fast down the hallways and looking for a place to hide.

Lucifer recovered and grinned. "Why that tricky little jester," he said, amused. "I've never had someone be so bold as to do that before."

"That's my Froggie for you," Ozzy said. "He's silly and funny. Always knows how to make me laugh."

"So I noticed," the other said before seeing that Fizz was gone and the open doors nearby indicating where he might have gone. "Well, I best go find him. Enjoy the snack spread in the meantime, Ozzy."

Ozzy watched Lucifer head out and he smiled, but he was a tad worried about Fizz. The jester had looked horrified that he had so boldly tickled Lucifer and no doubt thought Lucifer was angry at him.

The rooster being only hoped that the other would be able to help the jester calm down.

Fizz raced down another hallway, bursting through a door and seeing it was an office. It was empty and he quickly shut the door, making sure the lights were off and he scurried to hide under the desk, tucking himself into a ball, clapping a hand to his mouth to keep quiet.

He heard the door open a moment later and the lights turned on. "Fizz?" Lucifer called out and the jester hunkered down more. "I know you're in here. Come out."

Fizz didn't dare move, listening as the other being came around the desk and peered under it, finding the jester there looking at him with fearful eyes. To his surprise, Lucifer chuckled in amusement. "My daughter used to hide in that very spot when we played hide-and-seek," he said before moving the chair away and reaching down to pick up the smaller being.

Fizz whimpered and curled up more, feeling gloved hands pick him up and hold him gently like how Ozzy held him. Fingers then gently poked his ribs and Fizz giggled, trying to squirm, but the other just smiled. "It's only fair I give you a rib-tickler, considering you did so for me," he said in amusement as he continued tickling the jester's ribs.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA!" Fizz laughed and managed to squirm free, but before he got far, he felt fingers tickle the base of the spade of his tail and he fell down laughing, seeing that Lucifer looked very amused before he let the smaller being up and Fizz felt himself being set in Lucifer's lap as the other took an apple that was nearby and cut it up carefully, holding a piece up to Fizz's mouth.

The jester looked unsure, but Lucifer nodded. "Go ahead," he said gently. "I think you'll find it delicious."

Thinking about it for a moment, Fizz relented and let the other feed him the apple, his eyes widening at how sweet the apple was. "I take it you like it?" Lucifer asked.

"Yeah," Fizz nodded before looking up at him. "You're...not upset?"

"Not at all," the other said, smiling. "You're the first to be so bold as to tickle me, but I will say that was quite clever on your part. Though did Ozzy tell you to do that?"

"No," the jester said truthfully. "I just...kind of acted on impulse. Improvising, really."

Lucifer chuckled. "Well, I was very impressed," he said.

"But...you weren't laughing," Fizz said.

"I believe if you ask Ozzy, he'll tell you that I was holding back laughter," the white-suited being said. "Now then, I believe a more proper introduction is needed."

He stood up and Fizz copied him. "I am Lucifer, owner of this mansion," the taller being said.

"I'm Fizzarolli, but everyone calls me Fizz," the smaller being said. "I'm a jester," he continued, gesturing to his outfit.

"And a funny, lively jester you are," Lucifer said. "I can see why Ozzy thinks highly of you."

Fizz looked a bit bashful at that and was surprised when Lucifer picked him up. "Come," he said. "It's nearly lunchtime and Ozzy is no doubt wondering where we are."

Though he was used to being carried around by Ozzy, it felt different being carried by Lucifer, but he noticed that the white-suited being smiled gently at him. "Do you think you can teach me a few of those delightful jokes?" He asked him. "I'd love to try them on my wife and daughter."

For the rest of the journey to the dining room, Fizz told Lucifer some of his best jokes and the white-suited being laughed, amused. Seeing him laugh made Fizz relax a bit more and see that the scary stories Mammon used to tell about Lucifer didn't seem to be true. He paused in telling more jokes and looked thoughtful, something Lucifer noticed as they approached the dining rooms doors. "What's wrong, Fizz?" He asked, looking concerned.

"Nothing," the jester said, not wanting to make him upset after he had just gotten the guy to laugh at his jokes.

"It's something about Mammon, isn't it?"

Fizz flinched at that and Lucifer nodded. "I knew it," he said. "That greedy spider is still telling scary stories about me." He scoffed before his gaze softened and he looked at the jester, gently squeezing his shoulder. "Don't worry. Though I can get angry, it takes more than a few mocking jokes from a jester to do so." He gently flicked one tail end of Fizz's jester cap, making the bell jingle sweetly. "I'm also aware of Mammon's treatment."

The jester looked away, but felt a hand gently guide his face back to look up at Lucifer, who smiled gently. "You're safe with Ozzy, Fizz," he said, his tone gentle and fatherly. "Give Mammon no more thought. If he bothers you again, I'll have a word with him."

Fizz was rather grateful to have the leader on his side and nodded as Lucifer opened the doors to the dining room and found Ozzy still there and dinner was just being served. "Ah, looks like we're just in time," the white-suited being said with a smile.

"You doing okay, Froggie?" Ozzy asked his favorite jester.

"Yeah," Fizz nodded, surprised when Lucifer sat down at the head of the table with Ozzy sitting in the chair on his right and gently placed the jester on his lap. The white-suited being looked down at him and smiled.

"I should tell Ozzy to get some meat back on your ribs," he gently joked, playfully poking the jester's ribs to make him laugh.

Just then, Charlie came in and she gasped happily. "Uncle Ozzy!" She exclaimed, running up to him.

Chuckling, the rooster being stood up and caught his niece in his arms, tossing her up into the air and catching her, which she loved as it was a game they had always played whenever Ozzy came by for a visit. Lucifer smiled at seeing that before remembering something.

"Ozzy, do you remember the thing we used to do when Charlie was little and it was time to eat?" He asked.

"She'd sit in our laps and eat off our plates," Ozzy recalled, smiling. "We used to have bets with the others to see which aunt or uncle Charlie would sit with or if she's sit with her parents."

Charlie smiled and noticed Fizz was already sitting on her father's lap. "I'll sit with my uncle this time," she said and the larger being smiled, sitting down and placing her on his lap as he used to do when she was younger.

Fizz looked unsure, but didn't argue as Lucifer filled up a large plate with food and Ozzy did the same. The food looked delicious and Fizz decided to wait patiently for a plate of his own, but was surprised when Lucifer handed him a fork of his own. He looked at Ozzy, who sensed his unsureness and smiled gently.

"It's okay, Fizz," he signed. "Lucifer isn't Mammon. You're okay."

The jester nodded before looking surprised when a piece of meat was placed by his mouth, courtesy of Lucifer. Seeing the man looking at him with a gentle smile, Fizz allowed him to feed him the bite of food and his eyes widened at how good it was. "Dig in, Fizz," Lucifer said kindly, gesturing to the large plate before them as he then began eating.

Fizz's actions were a bit unsure at first as he began eating, but as the flavors of the food hit his tongue, he became less hesitant and ate heartily, which made Lucifer smile. Charlie was also eagerly eating off her uncle's plate and he smiled at her before seeing she was getting food on her face. "Still a messy eater, kiddo," he said teasingly as he gently wiped her face with a napkin. "Just like when you were little."

"Uncle Ozzy!" She groaned without heat, knowing he was only teasing her.

Fizz chuckled, but he couldn't blame Charlie for eating so eagerly. The food was delicious. He hadn't known about good food when working with Cash and Mammon, but when Ozzy had taken him in and first cooked for him, Fizz had been stunned by the many foods that he hadn't known about. And Ozzy's cooking was way better than the food he had used to eat before.

He could safely say that this dinner in front of him was just as good as Ozzy's cooking. "I take it my chef made the food good?" Lucifer asked, handing Fizz a napkin as he noticed a bit of food had gotten on the side of the jester's face.

"Yes," Fizz said, accepting the napkin with confusion until he saw Lucifer discreetly gesture to the side of his face. Understanding dawning on him, Fizz quickly cleaned his face. "Thank you," he said.

Dessert was then brought out and Charlie's eyes sparkled as she saw them. Fizz's eyes widened in shock at the many desserts brought on a large cart before them and set out on the table. There were cakes, pies, tarts, cookies, and a whole bunch of other sweets.

Ozzy laughed at seeing Charlie look at one of the cakes eagerly and Lucifer laughed too at seeing his daughter's expression. "She's always loved dessert," he remarked as he recalled one time when Charlie had been so excited about the desserts that she had snuck some cake into the dining room before everyone had arrived and was eating it happily. Though having to gently scold his daughter and telling her she would have to eat a plate of dinner before any more dessert, Lucifer had been amused by her antics.

"Well, she does get her sweet tooth from you after all," the rooster being remarked with a smirk.

The white-suited being smirked back. "I seem to recall you would get as much dessert as possible and give most of it to Charlie," he said.

"Who, me?" Ozzy said, pretending to look innocent and Charlie also tried to look innocent, but failed as a large grin covered her face.

"Aunty Bee and Uncle Ozzy always remembered my favorite desserts like you did, Dad," she said.

"Ah, yes. Bee used to always sneak you some sweets, no matter how many times I told her she was going to spoil your dinner," her father said, an amused smile on his face.

"Ah, you know it's hard to say 'no' to our niece," Ozzy said, smiling as he playfully tickled Charlie's stomach and sides, making her giggle and laugh. "All she had to do was make that cute little face and we'd cave." He then looked mischievously at Lucifer. "She would use that cute face on you too and you'd cave."

"Oh, hush," Lucifer said, but his voice held no heat.

Fizz covered his mouth to hide his own laughter, not wanting to be rude, but the white-suited being noticed and playfully poked his ribs to make him laugh. "You can laugh, Fizz," he said reassuringly. "I know Ozzy is just teasing."

He suddenly yipped in surprise as Ozzy playfully poked Lucifer's side with his fingers, making Charlie giggle at her father's expression and Fizz chuckled. "Careful, Oz," the jester said playfully. "He's got me on his side."

"And I've got Charlie on my side," the rooster being countered back playfully, making both Charlie and Lucifer laugh before they all settled down and dug into dessert.

As Charlie dug into the sweets that Ozzy had set on a plate for her, Fizz took his time to enjoy the sweets, finding them to be delicious and deciding he had to ask Ozzy to make some of the desserts or maybe at least teach him how to make them. He might not have been a good cook, but maybe he could learn to bake.

Lucifer noticed Fizz's thoughtful face and looked concerned. "Fizz, is everything alright?" He asked the jester, who was still sitting in his lap.

The jester blinked and smiled. "Yes, everything's fine," he said honestly. "I was just thinking about how good these desserts were and how I can convince Oz to either make them at home or show me how to make them."

Ozzy looked surprised, but then gave it some thought. "Well, I suppose we could try that," he said. He still needed to maybe teach Fizz how to cook, but that could be another time.

Charlie smiled and looked at her dad. "Dad, do you think our baker would give Uncle Ozzy and Uncle Fizz a copy of the dessert recipies?" She asked.

"I'll have to ask him and see," Lucifer said, though he didn't doubt the baker would be happy to do so. Asking for the recipe was most likely the highest compliment one could give to a cook and a baker.

As dessert finished up and Lucifer and Ozzy were talking, Fizz noticed Charlie seemed tired and she leaned her head against Ozzy's shoulder, closing her eyes and falling asleep. He smiled as he knew from experience how lulling it could be to rest his head against the big guy's shoulder and fall asleep listening to his heartbeat.

He then found himself feeling sleepy and without thinking, he leaned his head against Lucifer's shoulder and his eyes closed, following his niece into a peaceful sleep.

Ozzy noticed that Fizz had fallen asleep and suddenly realized how quiet Charlie had been and glanced down to find his niece fast asleep and he smiled. "Looks like Fizz and Charlie both fell asleep," he said to Lucifer, who had just noticed the sleeping jester.

The white-suited being smiled gently. "Let's get them to bed," he said. "We can continue our discussion afterwards."

Lucifer led the way to two guest rooms, placing Fizz in one bed and placing a blanket over him and making sure he was comfortable before heading out and Ozzy placed Charlie in another bed, both he and her father tucking her in and Lucifer placed a fatherly kiss on his daughter's forehead before he and Ozzy left and headed back to the dining room to enjoy a post-dinner drink and finish up their discussion.

"Ozzy," Lucifer said, making the rooster being look at him. "Mammon did a lot of damage to Fizz, didn't he?"

"Well, he certainly wasn't the kindest to him," Ozzy admitted. "I don't know if you heard, but Fizz decided to quit working for him and Mammon didn't take that well. He's tried a few times to get an appointment to talk with me about Fizz and not too long ago, Fizz got accidentally shrunk down to the size of a child and Mammon tried to kidnap him."

"Ah, I did see that," the white-suited being said. "Good thing Bee was there, along with that other one."

"Blitz," the rooster said. "He's Fizz's friend."

Lucifer nodded. "Let me know if Mammon bothers you again and I'll have a word with him," he said.

Ozzy looked at him in surprise and the other chuckled. "I rather like him," he said. "He's funny and lively. Reminds me of Charlie when she was younger."

The rooster being sighed in relief. "Thank you, Lucifer," he said.

The other smiled and nodded, already coming up with an idea as to how to deal with Mammon.

This chapter really took off on me. :)

Again, please no hateful comments.

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