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"Okay, let's play a game for today's activity!"
Charlie clasps her hands together and looks around the room. Her girlfriend, Vaggie, is sitting next to her, Angel and Husk sit together on a small sofa, Alastor and her father are standing, and Niffity is... Somewhere.
"Let's play two truths and one lie!"
Angel glances at Charlie, "This supposed ta build friendships? Cause I've seen shit go down because of this game."
Charlie nods, "I'm sure we won't get angry while playing!"
"I agree with that! Uh, how do you play?" Lucifer stares at Charlie.
The girl places her hands on her lap, "Well, we each take turns telling two things about us that are true, and one lie about us. Then everyone has to guess which one is the lie."
Lucifer hums, "Seems easy."
Charlie nods eagerly, "Let’s begin! Here, I'll go first."
She clears her throat, "I enjoy cooking, I've dyed parts of my hair black, and my favorite color is red."
Lucifer claps his hands, "You hate cooking, you prefer baking!"
Charlie smiles widely, "One point for you, dad!"
He crosses his arms and grins, "This'll be an easy win."
"Let's go counterclockwise, Vaggie, you can go." Charlie taps her girlfriend's shoulder.
Vaggie nods, "Uhm, I had short hair before, I don't drink, and my favorite color is pink."
"Oo, your favorite color being pink is a lie! You love the color red!"
Vaggie looks at Charlie with an endearing look, "Yep."
The two laugh, getting lost in their world.
"Okay, my turn!"
The two girls look towards Angel, who positions his legs to lay on Husk's lap. A low grumble is heard from Husk, but there wasn't any protest about the new weight.
"I hate drinking, I make more than all of you could ever, and I love to suck-!"
"I swear to fucking—If you say dicks!" Husk shoves Angel's legs off of him.
Angel smirks, "Popsicles! Ya dirty little thing."
He crosses his legs and leans back, "But, dicks too I guess."
Charlie raises her hand, "You love to drink! The first one is a lie!"
Angel hums, "Bingo!"
He turns to Husk, "Your turn."
Husk groans, "Can I skip?"
Charlie frowns, "I guess, but you don't want to try?"
"No." Husk slouches into the cushions.
"Ehh, okay... Dad, how about you go!" Charlie glances at her dad.
Lucifer flashes a smile, "Sure!"
He thinks for a moment before talking, "Hm, I've made over a thousand rubber ducks, I can play instruments, I gave birth to Charlie!"
Silence envelopes the area before Angel straightens his back, "Uh, the last one is a lie?"
Lucifer shakes his head, "Wrong! Guess again."
Concerned looks at shared by everyone. Charlie stutters out a sentence, "Is you making over a thousand ducks a lie?"
Lucifer nods, "Yup! I've actually made over two thousand!"
Angel hums, "That's a lot of ducks."
Vaggie clears her throat, "Hold on, you gave birth to Charlie?"
Lucifer nods, "Who else would?"
Vaggie stays quiet for a moment, "Uhm, your wife?"
He stays quiet for a bit until he shrugs his shoulders, "Nope, she couldn't conceive, so I had to be the one to hold Charlie."
"So you can get pregnant?" Angel butts in.
Lucifer nods, "I suppose."
Angel hums and continues, "So if—!"
"Okay! Alastor, how about you go?" Charlie interrupts the other, not really wanting to hear about this strange conversation.
"Of course."
Everyone's attention turns to the very red fella. Alastor hums and tilts his head, "I have a radio station, I've killed people, and I enjoyed killing those people."
Another awkward silence spreads around before Angel gets up from the couch, "Hell no, I'm done playing."
Husk silently follows after the other. Lucifer side steps away from Alastor, "Soo, that was really fun, but I think it's time for me to leave!"
A puff of red smoke appears and Lucifer disappears! Charlie and Vaggie glance around before Vaggie shakes her head with a sigh. Charlie laughs nervously, "Well, that was fun! We'll see you soon Alastor!"
She grabs Vaggie's hand and drags them out of the living room. Alastor hums and turns around, ready to go back to his room until a tiny voice is heard behind him.
"Which one is the lie, sir?"
Alastor turns around and looks down. It's Niffty. Alastor laughs, "None!"