Le Triss hijacks: There was a giant yellow bear sitting in his chair. It was half his height, with a distinctly demented grin and a horribly cheery red shirt. Lucifer stopped dead in the doorway, staring. He half expected it to move, like this was a horror movie and the bear had come for his soul.
“…Meg?” he called in a squeak.
“Yeah boss?” she came over. “Holy…”
“Do you see a card.”
“It’s staring at me.”
“It’s staring at us.”
“Do you have a flame thrower.”
Lucibae: we are NOT GIVING LUCIFER THE GIANT DEMENTED POOH BEAR
Me: *glances over at said bear, currently actually lying in pieces around the living room* *laughs evilly*