shame on you for thinking you're all alone [active/open]

[copycat_fanboy]

Characters: Axl, Lucifer, others?
Setting: the Nursery
Time: Night 11
Summary: It's Axl's second night in the house, and he's out patrolling on his own-- after all, it's still his job to keep the bad guys at bay, right? He might not be back home anymore, but he can still help people whenever he can. But in the room you'd least expect, he finds

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[red_delights]

"I wouldn't do that if I were you...that isn't-ah, normal," Lucifer purred as he walked in. He had been tailing the strange boy for a while mainly because he had nothing to do.

"But, of course, if you want to loose your fingers feel free," Lucifer gestured to the crib and smiled a slow, creepy smile.

[copycat_fanboy]

Axl quickly pulled away, startled by the sudden voice and even more so by his words.

"My fingers? But--" He looked at it and then turned to look at the newcomer over his shoulder. "It doesn't even look alive."

[red_delights]

Lucifer shrugged (which was more of a should roll and stretch) and his sinister grin spread. "A dead snake can still bite," Lucifer walked over and leaned against the crib. "Cute kid," He joked with a gesture to the baby-thing.

"It looks like it belongs where I come from," Lucifer mused out loud in a semi-normal voice. "Bet John would have a field day if I threw that at him," He giggled at the thought. A baby would be John Constantine's downfall. The thought made him giddy.

[copycat_fanboy]

"No offense, but I really don't wanna see what your place looks like, in that case."

[red_delights]

Lucifer just laughed but it didn't sound like a laugh. It sounded like howls of pain and nails on a chalkboard. "Nobody wants to see it, millions end up there anyway,"