Comfort Food

Out wth the Old

Lucifer walked into the precinct, happy with how his talk with Charlotte Richards had gone. He was pretty sure that her being back now had nothing to do with his Dad and everything with Charlotte trying to live her own life with the crappy hand she was dealt after her death.

He may have gotten her to start looking at Dan again as a potential partner, which would be good for both of them. Still, that could be Charlotte figuring out her own path. But at least Dan might stop glaring at him whenever she came up in conversation.

And speaking of... Dan was glaring not at him right then, but at the small precinct fridge where he usually kept his pudding. Of course, he had stopped eating his favourite brand of pudding for the time being because of the whole poison thing going on.

He walked up to Dan and peeked over his shoulder and what he saw actually surprised him. "Dan, as much as I find your whole addiction to pudding hilarious, I'd rather you stop eating it. Or, at least stop eating this brand. You do remember it's poisoned, right?"

Inside was the usual collection of pudding tubs filled with Pudding Plus. He shivered slightly at the thought of Dan being poisoned. At least he would be immune from it, the poison leaving his system as soon as he was away from Chloe. Dan didn't have that ability though.

That glare did turn on him then. "Of course I remember it's poisoned, Lucifer. I'm not going to eat it. I'm angry that it hasn't been cleared out and a different brand put in."

Lucifer perked up at that. It was rare that the Dan glare was turned in his direction, but him not being the actual target. "Oh! Well, that's easily fixed. Come on, you grab as much as you can and I will grab what I can and we can dump them in the trash. Then, we can go make some for ourselves. Poison free of course. Or, alternatively, you can start buying a new brand."

Dan stared at him. "You would make pudding for me?"

And with that, he flung an arm over Dan's shoulders and lightly tapped his chest. "Daniel, you forget...I eat your pudding too."

And with that said, Dan closed his eyes and let out a small laugh. "Of course you do. And don't think I don't realise Maze steals some too."

Lucifer grinned widely at him. "Ooh, naughty. She likes you."

"Man, I forgot that you'd be affected by this too."

Lucifer shrugged. "Affected, sure, when I am here. I only eat what is available. You on the other hand...you eat it to comfort yourself. To have that taken away would suck, it would be like me going without alcohol and cool ranch puffs, so change it out with another brand you like. Surely some taste better, and if we can't find one, we can make our own!"

And that finally got the response he was looking for. Dan closed his eyes, let out a long sigh and opened them again. "Yeah, you're right. It does suck. Alright, man. You're buying though, because I need to taste test and I haven't got the money to buy a pack of each..."

With a large smiled, he gave Dan a friendly pat on the back and let him go. "Of course! It would be my pleasure Dan. And it's your pudding, so you get to choose which one you like best. But, you have to taste my homemade pudding after you've tasted store-bought ones, deal?"

Dan stared at him for a few seconds, before nodding. "Yeah, sure. Deal."

With that done and said Lucifer reached into the fridge and begun to pile tubs of chocolate non-goodness into his arms until he couldn't carry anymore and Dan took the rest. He kicked the door shut. Together they walked to the nearest trashcan, dumped the poisoned treats and turned towards the exit.

It was probably a good thing Lieutenant Pierce was still off duty. He doubted he would let both of them go.