🦆stubborn duck🦆

Al pulls out my chair, scooting it in before he takes a seat himself.

"So, how was rosie?"

"Delightful, she told me she was surprised to hear from Charlotte that Adam and Lute were back."

"Oh?"

"Offered to strangle them in their sleep, though she wanted the bodies if she were to do so."

"What's she gonna do with-..nevermind."

He laughs a bit."How was carmilla?"

"Stressed, she always is though." I rest my head on the table. "I want spaghetti."

"Do they have spaghetti?"

"Yeah. I think." I close my eyes, "Ozzie loves spaghetti."

"Darling, sit up. You fall asleep in here and I won't carry you home."

"That's mean."

I sit up, blinking.

"You're adorable." He says with a smile.

"Can you not."

He shrugs, looking down at the menu in his hands. "They do have your spaghetti."

"Somebody say spaghetti?"

I turn, seeing Ozzie stepping closer.

"Oz!" I stand on you chair to give him a hug.

"Hey big man!" He gives me a hug, "uh, hey Deer-boy."

"Hello, Giant rooster."

"Deer boy-? Giant rooster-?" Lucifer repeats, "I am a tad bit confuzzled."

"I give everyone nicknames." Ozzie says.

"I thought we were insulting eachother."

"What, no I was being nice." Ozzie looks at him.

"Oh." Al states.

"Wait whats wrong with roosters." Ozzie asks.

"No nothing-"

"Then whyd you use it as an insult-?" I ask.

"I was just copying his-" he looks at me.

"And why would you think he's insulting you, you ARE a deer-"

"I read the room wrong- spare my stupidity-."

Ozzie laughs a bit, "Fizz did the same thing the first time I called him froggy."

"Oh, I remember that!"

"𝙁𝙧𝙤𝙜𝙜𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮.."

𝙁𝙞𝙯𝙯 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙯𝙚𝙨, "𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚-?"

"𝙁𝙧𝙤𝙜𝙜𝙮-?"

"𝙊𝙝 𝙘𝙪𝙯 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙚?" 𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙨.

"𝙔𝙚𝙖𝙝 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡- 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙖 𝙜𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙘𝙠 𝙨𝙤- 𝙝𝙖𝙝."

𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩.

"𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪- 𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠?" 𝙊𝙯𝙯𝙞𝙚 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨. "𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙨𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙚 𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙮 𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙘𝙚. 𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙜."

".. 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩-?"

"𝙔𝙚𝙖𝙝!"

"𝙄'𝙢 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙩-..?"

"𝙒𝙝𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙄 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪-?"

"𝙄 𝙙𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙤.." 𝙛𝙞𝙯𝙯 𝙢𝙪𝙢𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙨.

"He was sooo confused." Ozzie laughs.

"Yeah, his little insult didn't age well though." I laugh.

The waitress steps up, Al talking to her and she nods, stepping away.

"Alright well, enjoy your date, good seeing you guys." Ozzie says, walking off to the back.

I sit back down properly.

"What was that about?" I ask, gesturing to the waitress.

"Oh she was asking if we were ready to order."

"Oh, sorry."

"No it's alright, she'll be back with drinks."

"Wait what-?"

"I ordered your drink-?"

"How'd you know what I wanted-"

"You always get apple juice, so much so the restaurant in prode that we usually go to started serving it."

"Oh."

My phone buzzes in my pocket and I pull it out.

"Really."

"It's Charlie, she asked if you knew where the budgetting papers were, she is ordering stuff for the gym."

"In my office, right top drawer in the filing cabinet."

I text her back, putting my phone on the table.

"How do you know exactly where it is."

"Just because I'm high doesn't mean I'm not organized."

I hum as the waitress sets our drinks down."Okay, could I start you off with any appetizers, ready to order?"

"Uhm, I'm ready but by chance do you know when the next show is?" I ask.

"Oh, uhhh, I believe Fizzarolli has the stage at 6:30, and then our female singers will take the stage." She explains. "But at eight the strippers will also come out on the poles for the night."

"Oh, okay thank you."

She nods, "so, ready to order?"

"Uhh," I look at Al, who nods. "Yeah, I'll take the spaghetti."

"Alright, and you?" She looks at Al.

"The same, thank you."

"Alright!"

Once she steps away he looks at me."Were leaving by eight."

I laugh slightly.