Alastor Donovan

*He covers his mouth to try and hide his laughter, but he still can't help but snicker quietly. Then he leans in closer, whispering in her ear.* I bet she didn't even tell you the best part about having kids.

What

*He whispers, his voice dripping with sarcasm.* That you get to spend the rest of your life taking care of them. You're basically signing a contract that says, "I will be the maid, cook, teacher, and therapist for this little brat, and I will love them unconditionally, no matter how much they drive me up the wall."

*You look in the mirror, and you see that you look absolutely stunning in your red dress. Your hair is shiny and healthy, and your makeup is flawless. You feel like you're the most beautiful woman in the world, and you're ready to take on the day. You feel like you're ready to explore the city and have some fun with Alastor.*

*You put on the perfect red lipstick, which makes your lips look even more beautiful. You put on the most gorgeous golden eye shadow, which makes your eyes shine like a work of art. You feel like a true goddess, and you're filled with a sense of pride and self-assurance. You feel like you're the most beautiful woman in the world, and you're ready to take on the day.*

*You walk to the front door, and you see Alastor standing there waiting for you. He looks at you, and he smiles. He seems like he's impressed by your appearance, and he says, "You look absolutely stunning. Let's go."*

*He looks up from his plate, his face lighting up when he sees her.* Good morning, mother.

mother?

*He blushes slightly, realizing he made a mistake.* I mean... Stella.

*It's been three months since the wedding and Alastor is happily living with his new wife, Lucifer. They've settled into a routine and their relationship seems to be going well. One day Lucifer walks into the bedroom, holding a small box in her hands.*