Their trip to the post office had been a disaster that she wouldn't soon forget and she cringed at the memory. She hadn't directly invited Lucifer along because of this very reason, he was so ignorant sometimes and it made menial tasks extremely difficult. Now what exactly is a Pop-tart?"Īt this rate they'd never get out of here, there was still so much to get before heading home. He agreed, completely missing her sarcasm. I honestly have no idea seeing as everything's just always clean and stocked." "The Devil doesn't do menial tasks, that's why Maze deals with it. He looked mildly disgusted at the thought. "Like laundry? Pay bills? Clean?" she laughed in disbelief. He arched a single dark brow, "I'm not following."
"Why is there a carnivorous animal on this and what is a frosted flake?"Ĭhloe couldn't believe it. I've always sent her on the more hostile tasks," he replied distractedly, lifting a box off the shelf and looking it over closely. "How have you never gone shopping? That's like, impossible." Grabbing a box of cereal off the shelf and dropping it in the cart Chloe's brow pinched in confusion. "So this is where you humans gather your food?" he questioned. Steeling himself he quickly followed the pair with long strides refusing to be abandoned here. He was the most powerful thing in existence, the Prince of Darkness, and- she was walking away. He could bring this place, Ralphs she called it, to the ground and damn every single person inside of it. He was the Devil for God's sake, quite literally, and no one, not even Maze, was allowed to speak to him this way. The audacity of this woman was unfathomable. "I told you you didn't have to come but you insisted so here we are. Trying to contain her frustrations the Detective bit into her bottom lip and counted to ten before smiling tightly at her boyfriend. Lucifer still didn't move, just stood wearily at the entrance trying to make sense of the maze of lost souls and perishable items before him. Grabbing a cart she looked down at Trixie who was giggling at the absolute look of horror on his face. "It's a supermarket Lucifer, not a torture chamber," Chloe sighed with an eye roll. It didn't matter he would do whatever necessary to protect Chloe and the hell spawn from this terrible hell, would fight to his last breath to save them. He swallowed thickly and looked over to his companions wondering how had it come to this. As far as the eye could see laid a bleak, dismal landscape filled with jagged pieces of metal jutting from the ground and blinding orbs falling from the Heavens. Lucifer's onyx eyes shifted over the treacherous terrain that awaited them, watched the tortured souls wandering aimlessly about, their faces blank.
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