Alastors pov

I kept a smile on my face as the little girl dragged the two of us down the long winding corridors. Her enfusiasum is endearing but I dislike surprises. What exciting does she mean by a duckie pond? Do I even want to know!

"It's right over here" she led me out to the garden where a pond with two adult ducks and three babies ducklings swam about.

"These are my pet ducks" she said proudly "that's daisy that's Donald and those are their babies huey, dewey and Louie. I made them a little duck city" she pointed to a poorly painted cardboard city "isn't it pretty?"

"It's lovely darling" I petted her head though deep down I was less than impressed. She just had to inherit his duck obsession didn't she!

"Here you go honey. It's their feeding time" Lucifer handed her a bag of oats. She happily skipped over to the pond "isn't she such a responsible kid?"

"Indeed" I smiled as the girl hand fed the ducks "tell me did you force your duck propaganda on our child?"

"Of course not!" He pouted "she just has taste unlike you"

"Very funny" my smile twitched.

The boy let out a yawn. Come to think of it he does have heavy bags under his eyes. I suppose raising a child on your own would lead to little sleep.

"Why don't you go to bed Lucifer" I suggested "I'll take care of marie while you get some must deserved rest"

"I don't feel comfortable leaving you alone with her" he protested.

"It will be fine" I patted his shoulder reassuringly "please. Allow me to take on the load you've been carrying"

"Okay" he reluctantly stepped away. I approached the little girl, bending down to her level.

"Pack your things dear. We're going to have a fun day out"