The cast was told to gather at the parlor per the blonde princess's request moments after her father and her closest companion had returned from their short trip. Lucifer stood there with his apple cane, waving it as if it were a wand to bring in the bags they had brought to the hotel over to their respective receivers.
They've all been wearing the same attire for half a damn year now, the king of Hell finds it very necessary.
"No offense" He'd add with a grin, earning a few looks from the cast whilst they had begun to go through their bag.
The overlord in the room was not surprised to find himself being the only one to have not received a bag, the gift for Niffty placed at his side since the cyclops had gone off somewhere to do..whatever her twisted little mind was telling her to do.
His eyes merely squinted at the blond yapping about to the hotel's founder, probably about the clothing he had picked out for his spawn. The short king was lucky he had decided to let earlier interactions, and including this one, slide.
Lest he'll be causing havoc for all of them for his own amusement.
Morana's presence was sensed easily by him, making the radio demon perk up subtlety in response. Her approach to him making it simple to brush off everything else around him to give her his full acknowledgement.
"And what's this, my dear? Another for Niffty or perhaps the.. pets?" He would ask once she was close, standing from his seat to take the bag she carried in her hands into his out of instinct. His curiosity grew when the demon bell had shook her raven haired head.
Morana joined her hands together, rubbing them a bit nervously as she gathers her words for a moment. Then she speaks, her words followed with a hand gesturing.
"I bought some..for you, too.." Her confession leaving him a little taken aback, his glance going down to the bag in his possession. He pulls it open, getting a glimpse of the maroon fabric folded neatly within it.
His shadow counterpart's smile widens, having taken a peek of the outfit for himself. It seemed happy with the gift.
Alastor had taken a hot minute to process what was exchanged before he could properly leave a comment, regaining his composure. He places the bag down, curling his lips involuntarily yet truthfully at the petite demon before him.
"Oh, my darling, you shouldn't have! I have plenty of clothes for many occasions, don't you recall?" He was merely pulling her leg with his last remark. He can admit, it flattered him that he had still came into her mind.
Lucifer narrowed his eyes at the interaction between the two, getting a good look at their body language after a few seconds of observing. He couldn't help but roll his eyes, unamused by the clear feigned humbleness the radio demon was showing.
His mouth couldn't keep shut, his own question needing an answer.
"When did that become a thing?" His words would gather the attention of the rest nearby, the head of his cane gesturing at the duo.
"Ya' late, short king. That's been happening for a long while now" Spoke the pornstar, hand(s) on his hips while the other occupied with his newly bought clothes.
"I don't think that's important.. Just look how sweet they are!" Charlie chirped, joining in the conversation whilst she stepped near her father. Vaggie smiled a bit fondly at her hopeless romantic behavior, the look not lasting long when her eye lands on the duo they had begun spectating.
"Uh.. you sure he isn't planning anything?" The king of Hell, still skeptical, asked with a tone of distrust more directed on the overlord. He has his grudges, but this was mostly suspicion talking.
".. the guy looks too tamed..."
"...we don't really question it anymore." Vaggie uttered out an honest answer, folding her own arms.
"And we're pretty sure we'd be damned if we do" Angel added, earning a few nods from the crew that left Lucifer a little taken a back. Husk was one of the few who glanced away, in remembrance of a certain incident during their day of 'trust exercises'.
The bartender grumbles, "Best to leave it as it is, your majesty"
A sudden clap of hands would startle them, disrupting their conversations for all their eyes landed on the very founder of the establishment they all are living in. Her grin wide, hands on her hips.
"Alright everyone, get dressed and meet up here after!"
It was time for a new look.
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"Not bad.." Uttered Husk, feeling quite comfortable under the new fabrics he had on. It was simple, more so a uniform and he didn't mind it. A color scheme of black and white.
His ears twitched, hearing the sounds of heels clanking. His furry head lifted, leaving him to stare at the arachnid walking down the stairs with absolute style.
"Oh, I look HOT!" Angel would confidently exclaim, puffing up the fluff on his jacket. His scheme of different shades of pink, yellow and black bringing out more of his personality. He kicked a leg, posing momentarily.
"Mind taking a photo for me, Whiskers~?"
Husk rolled his eyes, yet amusement doesn't leave him. He still smiles, catching the phone that was thrown his way.
"Yeah yeah..."
Lucifer was on the verge of tears, seeing his daughter and her partner come out of the room dressed in their new attire. He composes himself, wiping his tears away with a flick of a finger.
"Look at you two! I'm going to get my camera—" as a proud dad would.
Vaggie glances at Charlie, taking the sight of her new look. The apple motif was there, clearly making it obvious who had picked out her outfit. She does not lie- she finds it fitting.
"You look amazing, Charlie.." Spoke Vaggie with sincerity, moving to adjust her bowtie to a perfect balance. The princess of Hell blinks, smiling adoringly after at the fallen exorcist.
Charlie takes her cheek in hand, placing a peck on Vaggie's nose. "And YOU look gorgeous!"
There was the sound of a camera shuttering.
"DAD!"
Last but definitely not the least.. the radio demon comes down in his less-of-an-eyesore outfit. His hands formally behind his back as always whilst he carries himself with an air of pride.
( Lucifer gives a comment, "Wow, now you don't look like a walking strawberry field" ; that earning a harsh glare from the overlord and a cackle from the arachnid in the room )
Alastor maintains himself, more so waiting for the last sinner to come out of her hiding. He sees his shadow slithering back to his figure, giving him a thumbs up.
A go sign.
The overlord's grin widens and he faces the crowd.
"Now, residents of the hotel, behold—!" He snaps his fingers, using the power he could muster up to turn the spotlight over to the stairs, leaving the rest of them in the dark.
"Mon Coeur!"
Morana had came into the spotlight, brushing her dark locks back. The realization of the attention being on her figure causing her to be a little flushed. A shy smile makes it way on her face, waving at the others below.
Charlie and Lucifer shared the same look of 'being on the verge of tears', Vaggie, Husk and Angel gave their smiles. Alastor remains as he is, walking over to her as she went down. His hand had been held out followed by a bow.
Morana chuckles slightly at his performance, taking his hand and letting out a small yelp when he had pulled her to spin her, his eyes, half lidded, watching as she twirled.
The raven headed demon belle can be heard letting out another soft laugh, the radio demon seeming even more proud of himself as they become blind to those watching them.
"Awww.." Charlie would coo, the rest witness with amusement and silence.
Lucifer blinks, a conclusion coming to mind that he couldn't help but utter out loud—
"Didn't think the guy was capable of having a crush"
There was a record scratch.
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