Prince of Darkness (Closed//Mature Stalkers Enabled)

(Idk I guess Jehovah can just walk in again or smth and Scip follows him.)

(Yeah maybe the servant is like, uh, he wants to see both of you now for some reason)

(or he just barges into his room when no one answers the door and is like bRuh)

(Lmao can God even physically go into hell? I guess he can do whatever he wants but leaving his people, who already want to leave, unattended isn't the best idea)

(I think he'd bring along a couple angel peeps)

(Yeah probably. Do you wanna start?)

(ujgngn i can lmao)

(Alrighty XD)

It was a nice, pleasant morning, and Lucifer was still asleep with Scipio in his arms. He was snoring faintly and close to him, curled up around the human protectively as they both slept.

Of course, it was until that was ruined. There was a faint, rapid knock that didn't wake up the Demon, but until the knocking suddenly stopped and the door was slammed open. Lucifer started awake with a gasp, tilting his head up, and blinking.

It was Jehovah standing there, looking flushed. An Angel was floating nearby, looking worried and rather concerned.

"Lucifer??"

Scipio whined quietly as he stirred as well, looking up at Jehovah. "What do you want? We're trying to sleep, God…"

Jehovah scowled at the pair's groggy reactions, acting as if it was a sin. "What in the world are you two doing? A human can't sleep with you, Lucifer!"

"Oh, honestly, who cares? You?" He asked in a mocking tone, not really in the mood for one of Jehovah's lectures.

"Yeah, what're you gonna do? Send us to hell?" Scipio lay his head back down. "With all due respect or whatever, I could not care any less what you think, and no one asked for your fucking opinion. Don't you have more important things to do than come all the way down here to tell Lucifer to stop hanging out with humans?"

Lucifer grunted his agreement while Jehovah shook his head and pinched his nose.
"No, it's our duty as rulers to not sleep with our subjects. I'm gonna demand someone to have him killed if you do not stop."

"You ain't gonna do shit," Lucifer snapped back. "You just don't like it cus I'm older than him. What do you want?"

"Yeah… what he said." Scipio said tiredly. "I still fail to see why it's any of your business. You rule heaven, he rules hell, which means he makes the rules down here. On earth the kings fuck their subjects all the time, so… whatever."

"And I didn't even fuck him, so it doesn't matter." Lucifer had been tempted to add a 'yet' just to mess with the other two, but he didn't.

"Whatever. Lucifer, we need to talk."

"No."

"Not to mention, I'll be eighteen in a few days…" Scipio sat up again as well, figuring Jehovah wouldn't leave them alone anytime soon.
"Why do you want to talk to him anyway? You just talked a couple days ago…"

"Uuuuughhh you made Scipio get up. Go away, I don't wanna talk right now. You're just gonna keep worrying about humans trying to come down here cus Heaven's lame. It's not my fault your people would rather have a better life."

Jehovah shook his big head. "No, that's not why I'm here!"

"Whatever's going on sounds like a you problem to me…" Scipio murmured, laying his head against Lucifer's arm. "You're God. You're a big boy; biggest boy, apparently. You can deal with your own problems, right? Why are you coming to one of your former subjects?"

(I'm so tired and I'm amusing myself with Scipio's sass lmao)

(Only he would tell God "You're a big boy; biggest boy. Do it yourself")

"Yea, honestly. I told you like, a kajillion times, I'm not changing my place. People are happy as it is, and I like giving people actual second chances and an actual safe place to live."

Jehovah crossed the room and yanked Lucifer up to his feet, who groaned faintly as he stumbled across the room with him.

"Hey!" Scipio watched Jehovah with a quiet huff, frustrated. "What's the big idea? He hasn't done anything wrong. Well, I can't speak for the past, but not in this instance…"

The door slammed shut before either of them could answer. Jehovah dragged him to Lucifer's office, trapping him in.

"We need to stop my Angels from coming down here."

"Shit, dude, I don't– wait, your Angels are coming down here?"

Scipio sighed and lay back down, figuring Lucifer would return soon. If he didn't return within a few minutes, he'd go looking for him.

Lucifer probably wouldn't return in a few minutes, for he was too busy freaking out about the Angels entering his place: "Th-your lame ass subjects are coming down here, but your fucking ANGELS are coming down here? Your Angels are fucking assholes!"

"You might think that, but I kind of need them back."

"Well, how about you change your place or set up more reinforcements?" Lucifer tried to stay calm, but his voice was practically hysterical.

After a few minutes, as Scipio had promised to himself, he got up and went looking. He found Lucifer's office and heard voices, so he knocked on the door. "Lucy? What's going on?"

Lucifer jumped a little and turned away from the confused-looking Jehovah and answered the door. Lucifer's cheeks were flushed quite a lot, and his jaw was set.
"Nothing's going on."

"Okay… you've been gone awhile, so I wanted to make sure you were okay…" Scipio kept his eyes fixed on Lucifer, ignoring Jehovah.

"Everything's fine. Jehovah was just leaving to figure out his own damn problems." He stalked out of the room and went back to his bedroom, ignoring Jehovah when he tried to call Lucifer back.

Scipio trotted beside Lucifer as they made their way back. "He's still calling you… I don't think he wants to fix his own problems." Scipio hummed, glancing back over his shoulder.