Los Angeles, Tuesday

[my_own_advocate]

It was a nice, bright morning in Los Angeles, just a few days before Lucifer's self-imposed ultimatum about leaving ended. He remained on a quest to apologize for his therapist-inflicted overthinking and subsequent attempts to break up with Duke and Octavia, and so, today...

...Today it was time to spoil Octavia with a visit to the Aquarium of the Pacific.

He hummed brightly to himself as he paid for their tickets, then slid past the nice cashier and into the aquarium properly.

[[ for two, and some ocd. everything taken and adapted from Lucifer episode 5x14, 'Nothing Lasts Forever'. ]]

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Re: The Loft, Afternoon

[okteiviakom]

"To who?" Octavia rasped from the couch.

Sorry, Lucifer.

Re: The Loft, Afternoon

[betterthanaplan]

Duke bounced his fingers at her.

"And what's to stop someone else from planning said retirement once they've been handed over? You don't actually have to carry your whole family, Luce."

Re: The Loft, Afternoon

[my_own_advocate]

"Unfortunately, in this case, I may have to," Lucifer said irritably. "Lest the sky actually fall down on our heads."

He took a big gulp of his drink.

He had no answer to the other question. (Besides a dawning feeling of dread and inevitability he didn't want to voice, because that might make it real.)

Re: The Loft, Afternoon

[okteiviakom]

Octavia took note of that lack of an answer, but she didn't press.

She gave up on perching on the couch, and just slid down until she could stretch out on it, instead.

Re: The Loft, Afternoon

[betterthanaplan]

It was hard to argue with stakes on a celestial scale, much that Duke often wished he could. So he just grumbled under his breath about obnoxious fathers and went to join Octavia on the couch.

"We're going to be stuck here forever."

Re: The Loft, Afternoon

[my_own_advocate]

"Absolutely not," Lucifer said, reaching for the whiskey again. "I refuse to let my Father's mess stop me from returning to Fandom with both of you."

He paused.

"Hm, that makes me think, actually..."

Re: The Loft, Afternoon

[okteiviakom]

Octavia pulled her legs up to make room for Duke, but only so that she'd then be able to flop them across his lap as soon as he sat down.

"About?" she rasped.

Re: The Loft, Afternoon

[betterthanaplan]

As was only right and fair. Duke rested his hands on her shins, gently rubbing up and down them.

"Where to dump his dear old dad, hopefully."

Re: The Loft, Afternoon

[my_own_advocate]

"I'm going to get Him a girlfriend," Lucifer announced, "He's been single for millions of years, clearly He needs someone to get settled with."

Re: The Loft, Afternoon

[okteiviakom]

Octavia'shead turned, and her brow furrowed.

"... What?"

She sounded like she was judging that idea. Sorry.

Re: The Loft, Afternoon

[betterthanaplan]

"You going to set . . . God . . . up on a date?"

Re: The Loft, Afternoon

[my_own_advocate]

"It'd be perfect!" Lucifer argued. "He can annoy someone else for the rest of His life, happily ever after on a porch in Florida somewhere."

Re: The Loft, Afternoon

[okteiviakom]

"And where do you think you're going to find the right woman for that?"

Re: The Loft, Afternoon

[betterthanaplan]

"I hate to harp on the whole 'God' thing, but -- I mean, is he even going to be into a human woman?"

Re: The Loft, Afternoon

[my_own_advocate]

"I'm an angel," Lucifer pointed out, "And yet I'm obviously into humans."

He took another thoughtful sip of his drink. "I should get Him an account on Tinder..."

Re: The Loft, Afternoon

[betterthanaplan]

"Yeah, but." Duke shook his head, slightly surprised that he had to say this. (And then surprised at himself for being surprised.) "You're extraordinary."

Re: The Loft, Afternoon

[okteiviakom]

"Also no one just decided one day that you needed to find someone," Octavia pointed out.

Re: The Loft, Afternoon

[my_own_advocate]

... Well.

What was Lucifer supposed to do with that, Duke.

He cleared his throat. "No, but it'll be good for him," he continued, as if Duke hadn't said anything. "I did just give Him a phone, I just need to teach Him how to swipe. I'm sure He'll find someone given enough guidance."

Re: The Loft, Afternoon

[betterthanaplan]

Duke let out a little sigh and flicked Octavia a "what can we do?" glance.

"If you say so."

Re: The Loft, Afternoon

[okteiviakom]

Octavia met Duke's gaze, and gave him a little shrug. As far as wild ideas went, at least this one didn't sound like it was going to get anyone injured?

"Yeah," she agreed, but mildly.