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Lucifer looked down at his checklist, making sure he didn’t forget anything.
• Umbrellas check
• Chairs check
• Sunscreen check
• Annoying deer demon who could be a pain in the ass but Lucifer loves him anyway also check.
“Is all this really necessary?” Alastor asked, looking at all the objects Lucifer had piled into the lobby of the hotel. Lucifer rolled his eyes. “Course it is, deer, we’re going to the beach.” Alastor grabbed one of the umbrellas. “Yes, but it’s only going to be us two. I don’t understand why we need two umbrellas.” Lucifer turned around, looking at his love, throwing his arms around Alastor’s neck. “That may be true, but you can never tell with the weather there; it’s unpredictable.” Alastor huffed, but looked down at Lucifer fondly. “You and your weird mind, your majesty.” Lucifer let out a chuckle. “My mind may be weird, but you love me anyways.” Alastor leaned forward until their lips were barely touching, whispering, “That I do, my darling.” Their lips touched. “That I do,” Alastor said between their lips, kissing his king so softly that Lucifer just about melted at the feeling.
“And here we are, ta-da,” Lucifer said with his hands outstretched. Alastor stepped through the golden portal, closing it behind him. “Well, well, well, will you look at that.” Golden sands stretched for miles, the water crystal clear, a perfect shade of turquoise, and the sun high above the sky beating down upon them. Alastor turned to look at Lucifer. “If I had to take a guess, your majesty, I’d say we’re in the human realm.” Lucifer let out a chuckle. “Hahaha, what gave it away?” Alastor looked at Lucifer with a “really, are you serious” look. “The water is not boiling for one. The water in Hell is always boiling, a punishment from Heaven. Anyways...” Lucifer snapped his fingers, all their essentials popping into existence. “Let’s set up camp.”
When they finally finished setting up, it was well past an hour, and they were both sweaty. “Well,” Lucifer clapped his hands, “That took longer than expected.” Alastor rolled his eyes. “It wouldn’t have if someone wanted to use their magic.” Lucifer let out an offended squeak. “Hey, it’s more fun to do things the old-fashioned way.” He threw his hands up in the air. “Sue me.” Alastor let out a chuckle at the king’s display, shaking his head. “Whatever you say, my king, whatever you say.”
"No," "come on, Al." "No." Lucifer brought his giant inflatable duck with them and had been trying to convince Alastor, who is lounging in his chair under the umbrella, to float on it with him. All his attempts unsuccessful, Lucifer let out a huff. "Fine, I’ll just go by myself." "You go do that."
When Lucifer got back from his floating session, he saw that Alastor was dead asleep. He snickered mischievously, like the little shit he is. "Oh, Alastor," Lucifer thought to himself, "I’m so sorry for this." He wasn’t sorry at all. Lucifer, using his magic, drew a giant ball of water forming it into a duck, then dropped it on Alastor, who jumped up from his chair. "WHAT THE FUCK?" Lucifer was in hysterics, rolling on the floor laughing. "LUCIFER!" Oh no, he was pissed. Lucifer took off running. "GET BACK HERE, YOU LITTLE SHIT!" Lucifer looked back at Alastor, who was still drenched, shouting, "YOU’LL HAVE TO CATCH ME FIRST." And with that, an all-out war began. Finally, after two hours, Lucifer was caught. "ALASTOR, NO, PUT ME DOWN." "Serves you right." "ALASTOR, PLEASE." But Alastor wasn’t listening and threw his little angel into the ocean. Lucifer surfaced, looking like a wet cat. Now, Alastor was the one in hysterics. "HAHAHAH, PAYBACK'S A BITCH," he said, wiping a tear from his eye. Lucifer, who was still in the water, deadpanned. "Yeah, yeah, laugh it up, pal."
When they got back from their little escapade, Lucifer immediately crashed on his towel, Alastor laying right next to him. "Man, I haven’t run that fast since I was in heaven." "Seems your old age is finally catching up to you," Lucifer laughed. "Haha, very funny," he said sarcastically. "I don’t wanna do anything for the rest of the day. I just wanna lay here." Alastor pulled Lucifer closer, the angel resting his head on Al's chest, and Alastor wrapping his arms around his waist. "That can be arranged," Alastor said tiredly, exhausted from their running. "That can be arranged." They were both asleep in minutes.
When Alastor came to, Lucifer was no longer on his chest. He slowly got up, looking for his angel, and found him sitting on a rock, watching the sunset. "It’s truly beautiful, isn’t it?" Lucifer said. "That it is, my darling." "That it is," Alastor responded back. He wasn’t looking at the sunset
Fin