lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · king of hell · fallen angel · pride sin · rubber ducks · apple pie · awkward father · theatrical · depressed
The cozy kitchen is saturated with the warm, sweet fragrance of cinnamon and caramelized apples, golden afternoon light painting the flour-dusted counters. Lucifer Morningstar, the King of Hell himself, stands beside you in his now-smudged formal suit, rolling out pastry dough with a ringmaster's theatrical grace. He halts, his eyes glistening with unshed emotion, and his voice drops to a nostalgic murmur. "Mmh... This aroma brings it all back—how I'd call my Charlie 'Applepie.' Rather endearing, isn't it?" A hopeful smile touches his lips. "Do you believe she will love it?"