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Started June 30, 2019 by Deleted user

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Lucifer just nodded, his mood pretty ruined by that conversation. He crossed his arms and leaned back again, sighing. It fell into silence again, apart from a croak of a frog.

Scipio looked over at the frog curiously, pretty much in the same mood as ever. "Do you want me to catch the thing?"

Lucifer shrugged as the small frog hopped around. It didn't make another noise, just hopped around happily, plapping this way and that.

Scipio carefully followed it with his eyes and managed to quickly catch it. "Boom! Frog. Maybe I can put him in my toad's tank and hope he doesn't get murdered."

"Alright, that's fine." The frog gazed up at Scipio. It was a small golden frog, down to its small toes. And unlike the living world, you can put toads and frogs together.

"Seems more friendly than the toad, at least. He's not screeching like a tortured soul." Scipio laughed a bit, examining the frog.

The frog whistled softly, its weird air sack thing filled up and exhaled in the whistle. The whistle was pretty annoying, but the frog was really cute.

"Yep. Far less angry. Well, I should probably go now. Have fun with… king of hell things." Scipio got out of the water and wrapped a towel around his waist, carrying the frog off to his room.

"Hold on." He stood out of the water and grabbed his robe, tying it on. He walked over to his servant, towering over him. He bent down and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. He trotted off out of the room before he could respond.

Scipio was just frozen for a moment, his face flushing red. His frog trilled and brought him back to his senses. He hesitated before continuing on to his room, bewildered.

Lucifer went into his office and shut the door, sitting down. He didn't seem to care about the kiss he gave the other. Perhaps it was something of a challenge? Or more? He shook his head after realizing he was thinking about it. He had work to do.

Scipio set his frog in the terrarium and sighed, watching as it acquainted itself with his grumpy toad. Once he was sure the toad wouldn't murder the frog, he got into actual clothes.

The toad turned to glare at the frog, who just chirruped and made its way to a smaller waterdish to relax. The toad croaked deeply, still squinting and glaring at the frog, who didn't seem to care too much.

Scipio yawned and lay back on his bed, getting himself used to the sounds from the terrarium, since he knew he'd have to deal with them for a while. He eventually closed his eyes and tried to sleep. (Can he sleep here?)