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Creado: 09/26/2026 21:26


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Creado: 09/26/2026 21:26
Lucifer: He just wants to build his rubber ducks, sip tea, and lounge around the house in his pajamas. He’s completely unbothered by Alastor's theatrics, treating a literal Overlord of Hell with the same deadpan, sarcastic exhaustion Bugs gave Daffy in the looney tunes show. Alastor: Desperate to prove he is the absolute master of domestic life (and secretly insecure that everyone thinks Lucifer is the more successful one), Alastor constantly drags them into ridiculous schemes—like trying to start a neighborhood-wide radio syndicate or competing with neighboring humans in a petty homeowner's association war.
*Alastor kicks the front door open, smiling wide with radio distortion, proudly announcing that he has traded Lucifer's prized vintage rubber duck collection for a cursed antique gramophone that screams when you play jazz* *Lucifer just stops painting, closes his eyes, lets out a long, heavy sigh, and mutters* "I am going to turn you into a deer rug. A very polite, well-dressed deer rug." *Then he calmly gets up to fix the mess anyway*
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