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Breakfast was the calm before the storm.
“Greetings.”
They were just about to begin a new exercise. Everyone had decided to participate (even Alastor and Lucifer) for once. Charlie was smiling from ear to ear, brimming with barely contained excitement. However, just as she opened her mouth a bright flash interrupted her.
“I believe I am in a somewhat precarious position,”- she turned towards Lucifer and Alastor, who stared at her from opposite sides of the couch - “dearest fathers.”
“WHAT!?”
A red-haired demoness stood before them. Claiming to be the daughter of Alastor the Radio Demon and Lucifer Morningstar.
“So let me get this straight-” Lucifer rubbed his non-existent nose-bridge “You, Jasmine Morningstar, are from an alternate universe, where I and this… piece of shit-” he gestures lazily towards Alastor- “are in a romantic relationship AND have a child together. And the child in question, is you.”
The little demoness, who was miraculously shorter than Lucifer by a few centimetres, nodded. “Yes.”
“Ducking Dagnabbit!” Lucifer turned around and faced the ceiling while swiftly pointing towards the previously mentioned piece of shit. “This is your fault!”
The Radio Demon, who had walked around to observe the new arrival, straightened in offence at the accusation. “Why sire, one should not blame their failures on others. Admit that you’re the only one who could have done this.”
“I can blame whoever I want, sinner:”
“My what a short temper you have, Your Highness .”
“Again with the short-jokes!”
Standing nose to nose, they were interrupted by Jasmine. “Father dearests, please stop flirting.”
Everything screeched to a halt. The silence defeaned the audience of the occurring drama. Wide-eyed, they (Husk, Angel, Nifty, Charlie and Vaggie) waited for the pairs reaction, and they were not disappointed.
A loud radio screech filled the lobby, making everyone but his royal highness flinch.
Lucifer’s subtle angelic glow intensified, becoming more golden by the second, especially around his face. He covered his blushing face with his hands, turning away from the Radio Demon.
“We’re not flirting!” “We’re not flirting!” Radio and yelling overlapped as the embarrassed demons began to protest.
They were interrupted, however, by loud guffaws. The culprits? Angel, Husk and Nifty. Angel had fallen onto the floor and was now rolling with laughter, while Husk was barely being held up by the sofa behind Angel. Nifty was giggling and running around in circles chanting “Princess Roach, Princess Roach, Princess Roach”. Meanwhile, Vaggie and Charlie stared in shock at the bold statement.
Jasmine hummed while rocking on her heels, “Bickering like an old married couple, isn’t that what this is?”
Angel Dust shrieked in renewed laughter and Vaggie quietly turned away to release her own guffaws. Alastor’s flashing eyes quickly silenced Husk, while Nifty continued to sprint around in ignorance. However, Charlie, whose eyes had started to gain a particular gleam, watched in wonder.
Lucifer sputtered several denials, while Alastor grin grew to an uncomfortable size, his staff creaking with the strength of his grip.
“NO! NO WAY! He may be a ducking good cook, but he’s a cannibal, a sinner and a psychopath. And- and he might help Charlie and do a relatively good job-”
Charlie squealed in excitement and began to jump in place while shaking Vaggie, who was now giggling.
Alastor’s head swivelled and cracked in Lucifer’s direction. “Why, thank you, Your Majesty!”
Lucifer’s ramblings stopped abruptly. “Wait, what? For what? What did I say?”
Alastor’s momentary crack in his calm facade had been fixed as he answered. “Why for the compliments, sire!”
Lucifer’s face scrunched up as if he had eaten a lemon. “I didn’t compliment you, did I?”
Charlie jumped forward like a red bouncing ball while Jasmine nodded. “You did, Dad!”
His eyes widened in shock as he quickly changed topic. “Anyway, let’s focus on getting you home, little lady.”
Alastor hummed in agreement. “Yes, indeedy. I would imagine that my other self would be quite” - he tapped his chin in thought- “aggressive if his daughter disappeared.”
Jasmine gave a similar hum of agreement. “You are correct. He and Dad once destroyed ⅓ of the Greed Ring when I was kidnapped by the mafia. The poor souls could not accept their fate as they tried to futilely escape. Such a tragedy.” - her tone did not make it sound like a tragedy- “Uncle Mammon got quite the scolding. I cannot imagine them sparing their counterparts… or associates.” She ended in an ominous tone, her eyes flickering over her current audience.
Everyone could hear several nervous gulps in the ensuing silence.
*CLAP!*
Charlie’s clap ended the tension with an explosion of sound. “Alrighty, then! Let’s begin brainstorming! Dad, Ala-”
A bright light flashed and interrupted Charlie once again. A new portal was opened behind Jasmine and through it sped a white blur who quickly grabbed and spun the red-haired demoness.
“JAZZY! I was so worried about you! I couldn’t find you anywhere! Ididntthinkyourpowerswerethatstrongyetandyourejust15years-” The rambling white blur turned out to be Lucifer, himself.
While the other King continued to apologise and squish his daughter, a darker entity clad in blood red clothes stepped through. “Calm yourself, mon canard . It seems we are intruding. Now, mon fleur, are you quite finished with scaring your father or is this another Greed Ring situation ? ”
This universe’s inhabitants stilled and stared with weary eyes. Hands inched closer to their weapons.
Jasmine swiftly kicked off the floor so that Lucifer now had her in a princess carry and cuddled further up against her father, who sighed in relief. “No trouble at all, father. Simply polite conversation and manners kept me away from swiftly returning.”
“Hmm.” Alastor’s eyes passed over every single person present until they landed on the still cuddling father-daughter duo. He rolled his eyes at the overload of fluff in front of him. “Very well then!” - he clapped his hand for added effect (and to see the others jump) - “Let’s head home!”
Alastor gestured towards the portal and Lucifer skipped forward. However, he stopped and bowed towards his and Alastor’s counterparts. “Thank you, for taking care of our daughter. Bye! Jasmine, say goodbye to the nice people.”
Jasmine yawned and rubbed her eyes. Both Lucifer’s cooed at the cute picture. “Goodbye. I wish you good luck at the wedding.”
Lucifer gave one last nod and jumped through with Alastor following giving a “Toodles!” while waving his fingers.
They all waved back in goodbye, not entirely processing the whiplash they had just experienced, and just before the portal fully closed someone yelled.
“WHAT WEDDING?!”
Chaos ensued.