Lucifer's POV:

Oh look! It's raining clones!

Lucifer:The mirror crashed down as Lucy leaped off the bed and fell on the ground.

"What the hell?!" She exclaimed as I turned a lazy eye to the guy who landed on her wardrobe and was unconscious.

"Hallelujah" I looked at Lucy who was looking shocked as a knock was found on the door.

"Honey, is something wrong?" Her mother asked us in a very concerned voice. I know I don't know much about humans but she is probably thinking I'm doing something totally unholy to her.

My God, she is an adorable mother but boy is she.....back to business....

I stood up lazily as something felt wrong. I tapped him but he didn't respond.

"Hey." I gently slapped his face but he didn't flop like a fish.

I locked my hands on his neck and tried to startle him awake.

Not enough.

I placed my lovely biceps around his face and started to choke him dead.

Wait.... I'm supposed to be waking him up.

I looked at Lucy and told her to take over as I paced around the room to find a good way to wake him up.

Lucy's POV:

Why am I being involved in yaoi thingies?

Lucifer was doing weird stuff to Newcomer who looked almost like an exact carbon copy of who he was before a few major hormonal changes happened...

After nearly choking him with his.....HEAVENLY......biceps.

ahem. Focus Lucy.

He threw him on me, causing us both to fall onto my bed, almost breaking my true love once and for all, he scavenged for something as I instinctively crossed my feet and leaned backwards.

Can't have someone assaulting me again....

He yelled something from behind the dresser which was lost on my ears as I felt something on the palm of my hand, which was on the back of Newcomer, who was sleeping like a baby on my laps.

The back of his body was rough and was scraping on my arms.

I sneakily slithered my hand inside the nape of his shirt which was dirty for some reason as I flinched just feeling the dried up wounds.

I placed him cautiously on the cushion of the bed as I lifted the shirt, also careful to not alert the pervert in the room.

His back was covered with scars and whips, being wounds of the pain lashed along the shores of his back.

He was hurt badly.

What caused this?

Is this why he feels so....different from Lucifer?

Because he is breaking apart?

I suddenly had a spark of genius as I yelled,"Eureka!" rushing out the room to my mother, slamming the door on Lucifer's face.

"Mom! Soup!"

"Soup? You sick, Lucy?" She peeked from her book.

"Soup! Teach me to make some!" I wanted to make food for both of them for being such good company.

Okay, okay! It was because I wanted to be good at cooking and I wanted a good excuse! Okay? I confessed my greatest sin!

Moments later, after making a perfect disaster of a dish as a scream of help was reverberating all over the house.

"F*CCCCCCKKKKKK!" The voice belonging to probably Newcomer but who knows?!

The both sound the f*cking same!

I rushed into the room to find a shocked Lucifer and a possibility of a dead corpse who was roasted at the hands.