Prompt alert: Lucifer getting used to flying again and ends up taking Chloe for a flight
“Wait,” Ella says. “Are you serious? He has wings? Wingy-wings?”
“Yeah.” Chloe rubs the bridge of her nose. “I know I sound a little cracked, but… I kind of figured that you were the only person I could talk to who might get it.”
“Aw, man. That is so sweet. But.” Ella is not going to be distracted. “He has, you know – ” She does an improvised Funky Chicken in the middle of the forensics lab. “Can he fly? Because I’m sorry, that would be awesome.”
Chloe eyes her narrowly. “You’re taking this surprisingly well.”
“Why not?” Ella shrugs. “I’ve always known there was something different about him. Weird. I mean, not weird – well, yes, weird, a lot weird, but more than just that. Him being an angel, I can’t say I’m all that shocked, you know? It’s not like it’s something that I think can’t happen. I believe in a book where it happens a lot. Hey, has he announced anything? Like the two of you are meant to be and having a miracle baby?”
Chloe’s look turns cold. “No.”
“Darn.” Ella sighs. “Anyway. Wow. I have so many questions. I’m not gonna ask them, because he’ll do that thing where he spooks and runs away like a startled turtle. If turtles ran, but you know what I mean. Is he here?”
“Yeah. In the break room.” At the other woman’s look of barely restrained curiosity, Chloe sighs and decides that since the cat, or rather the angel, is out of the bag, they might as well at least allow Ella a chance to peek. Not that Lucifer is going to be strutting around the station with his wings (or any other part of him, hopefully) hanging out, but still. “Fine. Come on.”
They leave Ella’s lab and start down the corridor to the break room. Just before they enter, however, they hear a familiar voice complaining, “Lucifer, did you eat my pudding again?”
“I did not.”
“It was right there!” Trust Dan’s dessert-related tribulations to be ongoing. “Look, I might not mind letting you have it if you asked, but you can’t just grab it and – ”
“Fine, if it’s that big of a deal, I’ll just fly down to the corner store and act as your personal messenger angel, shall I? More of Gabby’s gig than mine, but if you insist – ”
“Lucifer, can you not say crazy shit for two seconds and just – how’d you fly, anyway – ”
“Oh for goodness’ sake, Daniel! WITH THESE!”
There is a rush of air, a whoosh, a sudden light that does not come from the dismal fluorescents, and papers swirl off down the hall in a miniature cyclone. Chloe stops, stares, and then rushes forward, Ella on her heels, to wrench the door open and find Dan flattened across the far wall looking as if he is about to have a heart attack. This is understandable, due to the fact that Lucifer is standing with wings unfolded, bursting from the back of his usual smart suit jacket, tips almost touching the workplace safety poster on one wall and the coffee machine on the other. At the sight of her, he folds them tidily against his shoulders and smiles brightly. “Ah! Detective!”
rating: mature (heavy make outs, sexual jokes, implied sex)
word count: 1, 916
Fancy Hat comes in every day at five in the evening on the dot. He sits in the same spot in the cafe, drinking the same thing- a caramel latte with extra caramel and a lot, a lot, of sugar- then proceeds to crash out on the table till seven. Dazai thinks he’s hilarious.
Or, an AU in which Dazai is a barista with a shitty streak a mile wide and Chuuya is a perpetually angry office worker with a bone to pick.
In the 1920′s, building on the success of the government’s WWI poster campaign and, in response to the labor struggles of the time, Mather & Company created a series of workplace posters marketed towards employers.
In honor of Mother’s Day we’re sharing this 1927 poster in which, after casting about for the strongest motivational tool possible, the Mather folks decided to borrow from their mothers and deploy guilt.
From collection 2005.278.2, in Hagley’s Audiovisual Collections. Slate’s resident historian, Rebecca Onion, has an excellent post about Mather on Slate’s The Vault, which you can read here.