Alastor pov
As I stare at the little duckling, he figits, mutters and makes little noises like a distressed bird. I watch him as he finally sits on the floor, defeated. "my, my dear, you seem to be in a little fit. No need to fret my dear, Charlie will come as soon as we get along." I mean, hopefully but I'd wager that she could be preoccupied, if i need be. Her father is the one person in hell I can't figure out, one minute he is a little cute duckling, the next he's beating the living daylights out of an archangel. He surely can't decide, can he?
"What is it you want" he groans, making me slightly irritated since after all he spares no curtesy for me. Nor time. I glare slightly "Listen, Alastor, there is something odd about our little...situation, though there is clearly no way out, how is Charlie going to know we're getting along?"
"Great question" I let my static hum "we have to prove it afterwards too"
"Simple yet annoying" he mutters, like it's easy on me. "Let's make a deal, no souls or nothing"
A deal, from the king of hell, the one I've been stalking for the whole time he's been here, maybe even before. "Of course, I take it we have to get along infront of Charlie which means I'll have to be verbally more, relaxed around you."
"True and since I started this, what do you want in return"
"You, you're light, love and everything. I want to be yours in everyway"
I watch as Lucifer ponders "I don't need your soul, but you can add that and I'll make sure to harm whoever you need, to make hell have order, since you can't do it yourself."
He shows his horns his magnificent eyes change, and I grin taking on my own form "Do we have a deal?" I rasp, my static covering most of it though, helpful.
"Deal" with that I get his soul and everything else and we're going to do this, best part is I can do anything to that little duckling, and he'll take it, best part is, I don't have to even act!