Hi everyone!

Here a small one but hope you all enjoy!

Warning: OOC, random craziness, past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, sexual interaction and themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie speaking

Voices/flashback/Text

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((Request by gaialoveuniverse Request: error wakes up as Lucifer before Charlie call gains Lucifer is memories and goes to help Lucifer is cute when he's angry. please make it into a story I want to see what would happen. I came up with this idea, but I can't seem to actually see what would happen.))

"-Well, I'm running a hotel to rehabilitate sinners. Maybe you saw our commercial."

"I missed it."

"Oh. Um. Okay, okay. Listen Dad I've got kind of a big ask"

"Which is?"

"I need to speak to Heaven. Whoever in charge up there above Adam. Above anybody. I need to go to the top!"

"No."

Charlie groans, "Look dad I don't ask you for much. I never have-"

"Don't start with the never have I line with me."

Blink a bit from the tone and shook her head, "Fine never had in a while now. At least something this big. This is really big. Really important to me. It's the most important thing I have ever done and I need you. I need your help."

"Um Charlie. I don't think it'-"

"Please! Just come see what I'm trying to do. You'll see why it's a really good idea and Heaven is bound to agree if I give them the chance to talk to them. Please dad."

A deep sigh, "Okay. I'll come over in an hour and look at it. I'll be there and listen."

Close the phone as they sit in complete silence.

What the fuck am I supposed to do? Error sitting on the floor. A body that is not his own. Surrounded by so many ducks. Why are there so many ducks? Why did they answer that call? Why is he still in this room the past week?

A week.

So, much happened in a week but felt a lifetime. The jump to get away from it all. A peaceful silence. Now in some other world in a depressed fallen duck man body with too many issues. Complex.

The first thing they did was get out of this blasted white jacket. Anything just pure white. Why is there so much white mixed with red? Even that was triggering. Along with taking that ring off but put it in a secure place.

What? They aren't going to play around in some marriage that ended long ago. It's not their marriage. Memories or not. Really felt nothing for this Lilith being. Or many in general but that was all of Error on emotions with a bit of own Lucifer.

Charlie, it was a complicated subject looking into those memories and the portraits of a family. The connection Lucifer felt for his kid it. There was love no denying that. Would kill for this kid. But for Error there wasn't love, at least the love of a parent. Closes thing they could probably work around this is to at least listen, protect to a degree.

There is just some intruder in someone's skin that shouldn't be their own.

A fake.

A fake that shouldn't be doing this. Going to go see a daughter that's not theirs but at the same time is. Who is very...touchy?

"I'm going to fuck this up." Lucifer face in his hands, twitch and flip off the rubber ducks all around him. "Hey don't judge me! I didn't ask to be here! I didn't ask to be some King! I just wanted out! Not this mess of a hellhole of a broken family that not mine!"

Happy duck faces all around.

"Yall are worse just like the puppets." Lucifer huffed, and then went to grip his head. He is actually losing it. Maybe I can find another blasted black-hole to jump. Yet, that wouldn't be fair at all.

Blast it all!

Charlie was expecting many things when she saw her father. The attire was a bit of a surprise. It was black, the coat was buttoned up. Wore a blue scarf. No, hat but the gold snake was wrapped around the apple cane. No, smile just full-on serious expression. "Dad?

"Hi, Charlie." Mouth twitches showing a very awkward smile.

Charlie stared at her father. Cringe at the smile but she kept her smile in place. "Hi, Dad glad you made it."

Lucifer mentally scream every curse word to wingding in his head. Why? To hug Charlie.

They need a aspirin.

Felt pressure against their legs. Look down at a one eye cat. KeeKee. Right. Squat down to pat the purring cat head. Listen to Charlie keep talking away. When he stood up, he held the cat in his arms. Stare at Razzle, Dazzle when they approach them. Gave them both pats on the head on a job well done.

"Um Dad you, okay?"

"Spectacular." Smile in place with a twitch. "Why you ask?"

"You look...different."

"New look." Shrug and scratch underneath the cat chin. The look around the rest of the place and the characters. A sweating snake wearing an army outfit. A winged-cat that screams their own emotions. A fluffy tall spider. A big smiling cyclopes girl. A sweating girl that not from Hell from the scent alone. Party table with decoration, cookies. A banner that says "Wellcum Daddy".

Is this a good time to see if they can actually get drunk? Lookie there a bar that screams different and notice me. Then freeze when a hand from behind touches their shoulder.

"Adds a bit of color, don't you think? Your high- "

BAM!

"DAD!"

"HOLY SHIT!"

"BAD BOY!"

"NOT THE WALL AGAIN!"

Stare at the fist. Then look at the new hole in the wall. Goes to look at a gapping Charlie with the others having a wide eye expression "To be fair he shouldn't have snuck up behind me. That was stupid on his part...Ill fix the wall...He'll live."

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((Request by JPBluePj Request: And Error as Alastor's shadow (again) but it was before Al and Vox broke up(?), will they get along with Vox? Or dislike him? Or felling neutral? Or kinda like him? (Also, I always thought that the nickname 'salesman' fit with Vox more than Alastor. Look, we have salesman now-)
Note: Can just be a continuation part))

Many would be surprised to know that Alastor can like people. Alive and dead so to speak. It can surprise others besides his close friends who do know him. He is just a likable being! Look at this smile! The shows he would host on the radio for everyone to hear and listen. Sure, he may not like to be around certain individuals with taste and culture they dislike. But all, and all they can be a social being to like others.

His shadow on the other hand doesn't like people. It gets hissy if any of the voodoo helpers try to start a mess and shred it to pieces. Alastor wants to strangle them yet they can't. May be their strongest but can't control them. Besides when they move themselves and that's about it. Sure, maybe some deserved to get hurt by the shadow after a fair warning. Yet, they would like stick to pieces a little longer for communications.

The shadow doesn't like to be around others. Sure, can say they don't be around anyone in general. Doesn't even like being around the smiling salesman.

It doesn't mean they're fully cruel.

Would stop a hellborn child from crossing a speedy road if the parents aren't looking. They learn to deal with the salesman 'friends', souls they own and whoever the next meal will be.

Vox, the fake salesman, was one of those that the Shadow may have been able to stand a little longer. The energy was bright. Too bright. Bright with ideas. A friendship forms between the pair. It could have been strong. Vox would try to talk to them. It was like other Alastor friends too. But he looked so happy when someone listened. Maybe they should learn to backup just a tiny bit as they didn't need Alastor for everything.
Could have stand them longer.

But Alastor just had to have the last say.

That last interaction of the pair could have turned out differently. One shouldn't have pushed too far. While the other shouldn't have lied. If they just actually talked, communicated or opened their minds. Look at the tv sinner, the glass scattered around the ground, those eyes staring at them, but at Alastor back as he walks away. Shaken hands reach out towards them.

It was too late to do anything.

"What?" Alastor sees his shadow look at him. A look that was the first they ever received from them. "Come now it wasn't going to work. Plus, we have such differences. Clashing heads together. I can't have that now. He couldn't even embrace my passion for the radio. We're just to diff- "

"You. were. both. wrong."

Alastor smile drops with his eyes widening. A radio halt. The radio demon caught off guard in complete shock. His shadow talked to them? His shadow can talk? Couldn't get time to ask them what they meant. So, many questions to ask them. Yet, their shadow just went under the floor. A normal shadow.

Wrong?

Both wrong?

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Done!

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