@fatemastered : SINSMAS DAY! lucifer will find a box wrapped in yellow paper with a pink bow outside of his door. the note attached to the parcel reads: ❝ happy sinsmas to the king of ducks and douchebags, from niffty. ❞ inside the package is a miniature gumball machine. its tag reads ' ted, sinner demon. exchanged with $15 USD for super roach curse. '
ㅤㅤㅤFlickering lights enveloped the hotel in A FESTIVE GLOW and a myriad of colors, strings of glittering tinsel drooping from the walls and banisters, and something sparkled where it absolutely did not need to. Lucifer strolled down the decorated hallway to his room, all snug in an oversized woolen sweater he had dug out for the holiday season. A CUP OF HOT CHOCOLATE steamed in his hand, befitting the cozy atmosphere. But just as he made his way up the few stairs to his rooms, something peculiar on the top step made him pause. There, sitting neatly on the carpet, was a small yellow box with a little note.
ㅤㅤㅤ❝ Oh — and what do we have here? ❞ㅤFor a moment, he wondered if his daughter might have left this present, but the thought was discarded just as quickly. Charlie would prefer to present such a gift in person, relishing in the recipient's reaction. This must be the work of some RESIDENT OF THE HOTEL, then. With his curiosity now piqued, Lucifer scooped up the parcel with his free hand to read the note, skimming over the scrawled handwriting. When he realized who the mysterious gift giver was, he could not help the surprised raise of his brows. Niffty? That whirling dervish of a maid? He had not expected — well, HE HAD EXPECTED NOTHING. Not from any soul in this ramshackle harbor of second chances, save for his own beloved child.
ㅤㅤㅤAfter the initial surprise wore off, he carried the box inside, where he promptly took a seat on his favorite armchair, set the mug aside and laid the parcel upon his knees. Although it had been unexpected ( or perhaps because of that? ) he caught himself feeling giddy as he undid the bow. The wrapping paper crinkled beneath his claws, slowly but surely revealing the object inside, which turned out to be — A GUMBALL MACHINE. Lucifer could not help the chuckle ; such a bright and seemingly useless contraption, yet this somehow endeared him to it all the more, always having been fond of mundane trinkets.
ㅤㅤㅤ❝ Well, it would be downright rude not to give it a trial run. ❞ㅤAfter all, no matter how small or silly it may appear, Niffty had gone out of her way for this. He turned the machine over in his hands, before placing it on the table before him. Then, he gave the tiny handle a spin, watching a single gumball drop out — which he promptly popped into his mouth with no hesitation. It tasted surprisingly sweet, and with a pleased hum of approval, he savored THE SUGARY TREAT. He had always been fond of confectioneries like this, though he doubted the maid knew that.ㅤ❝ Oh, I'm definitely going to be keeping you. I'll have to thank the little lady for this later, she's got impeccable taste. ❞
